Taking the initiative to remarry! The crazy prince is obsessed with me

Following Gu Zhilan was the maid newly assigned to her by Prince Duan's Mansion.

The maid originally had a nice name called Lu Wu, but Gu Zhilan thought it sounded too worldly, so she changed her name to Xiao Fang.

Xiaofang nervously pulled Gu Zhilan and advised helplessly: "My queen, let's go back. His Highness said that you are not allowed to leave the house casually. If His Highness knew about this..."

"Shut up. It's none of your business." Gu Zhilan rolled her eyes at her impatiently.

Xiaofang hesitated and dared not say anything anymore. She followed Gu Zhilan diligently and responsibly.

Gu Zhilan listened to the cheers of the crowd, and there was more disappointment and jealousy in her eyes. Shen Xiyue could divorce and remarry and parade in the streets to receive the blessings and support of the people in the capital.

As for her, not only could she not even have her own name, she could not even attend the official banquet such as the prince's wedding.

The parade floats left the city. Gu Zhilan couldn't bear to look at Shen Xiyue's distant back. She didn't want to look at her again. She wanted to go back to Prince Duan's Mansion and prepare for a comeback... Maybe everything now was just a dream.

"Let's go back."

"Oh, yes, yes." Xiaofang looked at Gu Zhilan, whose face turned blue and whose figure could not help but sway, and quickly reached out to support her: "What's wrong with the queen? Are you sick? Let's go back home and rest."

Gu Zhilan leaned on Xiaofang, dragging her feet, leaning unsteadily, facing the warm spring breeze, but she couldn't help shivering all over.

No, she can't go back.

She had to go check her newspaper office again to see if there was anything wrong. This time, she had to be fully prepared.

Gu Zhilan thought about these things in a daze, but she let Xiaofang carry her step by step back to Prince Duan's mansion. After a while, she finally found her voice: "Go, go to the shop and take a look."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you look very bad. Let's go back to the mansion and let the doctor take a look..." Xiaofang's voice seemed to come from a very far away place.

"I said, go to the shop and have a look!"

Gu Zhilan's anger rose again. She slipped her hand under Xiaofang's clothes and pinched the tender flesh on her waist fiercely: "I am the master and you are the servant. If you dare to disobey me again, just let me do it!"

"Yes, yes!" Xiaofang was pinched so hard that tears suddenly came out, but she didn't dare to cry. Looking at Gu Zhilan, who was obviously very abnormal, she gritted her teeth, listened to the instructions, and brought Gu Zhilan to the shop.

Gu Zhilan pushed the door and entered her shop.

He looked at the books on the bookshelf that still smelled of ink, the blank papers waiting to be printed on the desk, and the plaque in the room that had not been hung up yet. He stayed there for a long time, then reached out and touched the four words "Lanxiang Newspaper" painted on it. His expression finally looked a little better.

The shopkeeper said respectfully, "Don't worry, Madam, everything is ready. We will be able to officially open the shop after the results are announced in three days."

"Three days..."

Gu Zhilan murmured to herself and repeated it, and suddenly a bright light burst out from her eyes. In three days, all the glory in the world will be concentrated on her, Gu Zhilan.

......

It takes an hour for the parade floats to reach the imperial mausoleum, so the civil and military officials and their families who came to watch the ceremony all followed in horse-drawn carriages.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Shen Xiyue relaxed her straight back slightly and leaned on the back of the float to take a rest.

After living this life again, she already understood that being dignified, virtuous, sensible and polite were all things that were done on the surface to show others. In reality, only one knows whether the water is hot or cold when one drinks it.

For example, she now feels that getting up early to get married makes her feel tired and sleepy.

"You look really good in this outfit today." Murong Xuan was in high spirits and seemed to be in a very good mood.

Shen Xiyue muttered, "I'm not good-looking every day."

Murong Xuan smiled. He was really satisfied to be chatting and laughing with her in such a passionate and affectionate way. "Yes, yes, it looks good every day, but today is the best."

Shen Xiyue followed with a laugh, her long and curled eyelashes trembled, but she couldn't help but close her eyes.

Murong Xuan knew that she was not in good spirits, and sure enough, after a while, Shen Xiyue fell asleep with her head down.

Although the official road has been maintained for a long time and is very smooth, there are still some ups and downs in some places.

Shen Xiyue's head moved up and down. Murong Xuan clicked his tongue, held her chin with his hand, and gently rested her head on his shoulder.

Shen Xiyue seemed to have smelled a familiar scent and slept even more deeply. She didn't feel anything was wrong. She rubbed his shoulder, found a comfortable position, and had a good sleep.

When they were almost there, Murong Xuan woke her up: "Wake up."

Shen Xiyue opened her eyes and looked at the imperial mausoleum not far away, and was dazed for a moment.

From the moment she sat on the flower car, her heart and eyes were filled with fantasies of marrying Murong Xuan. However, at this moment, she felt inexplicably anxious and her palms were sweaty from nervousness.

Murong Xuan looked at her nervous expression and approached her with an attentive look: "Xiyue, we are going to get married, not to rob a tomb. There is no need to be nervous."

Shen Xiyue's nervous mood was interrupted by his words. She looked up at him and kindly reminded him, "Your Highness, that is your Murong family's ancestral tomb. You are being disrespectful."

"Then I'm so scared." Murong Xuan teased, reaching out to hold her hand, noticing the coldness of her fingertips, and even wrapped her entire hand in his palm: "What I said that day, do you remember it in your heart? I am by your side."

"Hmph." Shen Xiyue rubbed his dry palm and felt her heart inexplicably calm down.

"Stop the car and get out of the sedan chair." The ceremonial officer shouted loudly.

Shen Xiyue was led by Murong Xuan down from the float. The wide robe covered the two people's interlocked fingers. Others saw them and thought they were walking side by side.

Everything in the imperial mausoleum had been prepared long ago.

The high platform used for sacrifice was decorated with red silk cloth everywhere, and solemn incense was burning in the large cauldron on the platform.

Shen Xiyue walked forward with a dignified demeanor. The maid who taught her in the palace had already warned her that when getting married in the imperial mausoleum, she must be plain-looking.

But she couldn't help but think of what Murong Xuan had just said about tomb robbery, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

The phoenix coronet and bridal robe were like a tight cage, trapping the warm and soft beauty inside, so that even her face could not be seen clearly. However, Shen Xiyue's smile was like a kingfisher that had escaped from the cage, and her whole body became lively and vivid.

Murong Xuan smiled with his eyes narrowed and gently squeezed her hand. This was the girl he liked, and he was going to marry her today.

The two of them stood holding hands under the high platform. The ceremonial officer then directed the Ministry of Rites to carry out the ceremonial procession for the crown prince's wedding. He first read a memorial to inform the heavens, and after the eloquent reading, all the ministers and ladies followed suit to pay their respects.

The ministers were on the left, the ladies on the right, the royal family members in front, and the civil and military officials in the back.

After the worship, there was only a voice: "The Emperor and Empress, please take your seats."

Emperor You'an and Empress Qin were seen climbing up the platform together.

Originally, Emperor You'an wanted to bring Concubine Qi to receive the "second bows to parents" ceremony. After all, the woman with the highest rank in the palace was Concubine Qi.

It was not until Eunuch Shi reminded him that he remembered that there was a Queen Qin living in the Yancheng Palace next to the Imperial Mausoleum.

He suddenly recalled in his mind that Empress Qin suffered many hardships when giving birth to Murong Xuan, and he felt embarrassed. After all, the prince was born to Empress Qin, and he couldn't let his biological mother not see her son get married.

He asked someone to inform Queen Qin and attend the prince's wedding ceremony together today.

The ceremonial officer looked at the scale on the sundial and shouted joyfully, "The auspicious time has arrived."

Murong Xuan held Shen Xiyue's hand and walked up to the platform step by step.

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

"The ceremony is completed——"

Immediately, a crowd of people knelt down below the platform, shouting "Long live the emperor," "Thousand years of life for the queen," and "Good luck to the prince and good luck to the princess." The sound of thousands of voices reached the sky.