I married the crippled queen and became the most favored queen in the capital

Obviously, she was very disgusted by the emperor's praise of Luo Nianxi.

Concubine Xian also nodded.

"That's right. Today's protagonists are the two newlyweds. Why should others just follow along and join in the fun?"

When Queen Jiang heard this, her face immediately fell.

"You two imperial concubines are wrong! Today is a good day for the two newlyweds to get married, and it is also a good day for Jinyan's full moon. How can this triple happiness be considered joining in the fun?"

The emperor also nodded with a smile.

"The Queen is right. Today is a good day for three happy events. Come on, please invite the two couples to come to the hall to pay their respects!"

Seeing that the Emperor was intent on speaking to the Queen, the faces of Concubine Rong and Concubine Xian both turned ugly.

Leng Yicheng was so angry that he kept gasping for breath, while Luo Nianqing secretly swore in her heart that she must give birth to a son for the prince before Xiao Suya. In this way, her child would be the eldest son, and not only the prince would be happy, but the emperor would also be happy. Perhaps her son would be named the prince, and in that case, her position in the mansion would be consolidated.

While thinking about this, she glanced at Luo Nianxi and seemed to have an idea in her mind.

"Please invite the two couples into the hall to perform the ceremony."

As soon as Lin Ming finished speaking, Leng Yifei walked in with a smile on his face, holding the red silk, and the bride Mo Xiaowan walked in holding the other end of the red silk.

No one would see at this time that Mo Xiaowan's face looked very ugly under the veil. Leng Yifei was not the person she wanted to marry, nor was he the person she liked.

She agreed to marry him with the original intention of irritating Leng Yi Yan, but later found out that after the Emperor granted the marriage, she no longer had the right to repent.

Following behind them was Leng Yixing. He was not as happy as Leng Yifei. His face was very calm, as if he was just here to watch the fun of the wedding ceremony.

Shang Xiaoman, who was on the other side of the red silk, had already cried so much that her makeup was smudged. The man she wanted to marry was getting married on the same day as her, and they were worshipped together in the same church, but the bride was not her.

At this time, the four newlyweds standing in front of the hall each had their own thoughts.

Neither bride married the man they liked.

Among the two grooms, Leng Yifei got married to his beloved sister Xiaowan as he wished.

Although Leng Yixing doesn't have a woman he likes at the moment, he knows that Shang Xiaoman likes Leng Yifei, so he can't be happy at all.

When the matchmaker called out to them to get married in the hall, Leng Yifei was probably the only one who was willing to do so!

Leng Yiyan and Luo Nianxi knew the relationship between the four of them best. She whispered in his ear:

"Leng Yifei's mouth was grinning, but Leng Yixing had a bitter face. It seems that the future of these two couples will be a bit bumpy."

Leng Yiyan shrugged disdainfully.

"I don't care about other people's affairs. I just know that you and I will be together forever, and that's enough."

As he said this, his hand was about to reach out to touch her face, but she dodged it in displeasure.

"There are so many people here, please be careful."

He curled his lips nonchalantly.

"I'm going to enter the bridal chamber tonight. You're my wife. If you don't let me enter the bridal chamber, what's wrong with me touching you? You're so stingy."

Seeing him pouting in anger, she put her mouth close to his ear and whispered,

"Tonight, I will let you enter the bridal chamber..."

"real?"

His voice was so loud that people nearby looked over at them.

She raised her hand, pinched his leg angrily, and said angrily:

"You want to die? Why are you so loud?"

He grinned, lowered his voice, and responded with a smile,

"It's just because of excitement, please don't blame me, ma'am."

How could he not blame her? This guy was just jealous because he saw that she was going to enter the bridal chamber tonight.

But it's not his fault. They now live under the same roof, see each other every day, call each other wife and husband all day long, but they can't sleep in the same bed. She thinks it's not easy for him to endure until now.

After the wedding ceremony, the two brides were sent back to their respective residences, and everyone dispersed one by one after having dinner in the palace.

Before leaving, the emperor looked at Si Jin reluctantly and said to Leng Yiyan:

"Yan'er, you must bring my grandson to the palace every month for me to see. I want to watch him grow up with my own eyes."

Leng Yiyan clasped his fists and saluted.

"Don't worry, Father. I will bring Si Jin to the palace to pay my respects to you on time."

After the emperor nodded in satisfaction, the eighth uncle came forward and

"Yan'er, come here, let your uncle hold this child..."

The emperor raised his hand to stop him.

"That won't do. You are clumsy and can't hold a child. If you like children, go get married and have two."

The Eighth Prince pushed his hand away and held the child up, still muttering,

"It's okay. I will be careful. I am old now, so I don't have the heart to have children. I like this child as soon as I see him!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pinched Si Jin's face. Seeing this, the emperor reminded him again.

"The child is young, you can't pinch him like this, Nian Xi, hurry up and take the child over."

Luo Nianxi was a little embarrassed, and she looked at Leng Yiyan with a look for help.

Seeing this, Leng Yiyan said to the Eighth Prince:

"Eighth Uncle, if you want to see the child, just come to Prince Yan's Mansion anytime. We are all tired today, so let's go back and rest early!"

The Eighth Prince may have thought that what he said made sense, so he reluctantly handed the child to Luo Nianxi.

Night falls

Leng Yiyan couldn't wait to pull Luo Nianxi back to Yanjing Palace. He had been waiting for this day for almost a year.

The bedroom was filled with a faint scent of ambergris, a fine spice that he had specially found in the palace. Most people couldn't buy it at a high price, and its price was much higher than gold.

He pulled her to the bed, and she gradually lost herself in the faint fragrance.

As if he had used up all his strength, he stretched out his hands and tightly embraced her soft body, holding the back of her head with one hand, fixing her body in his arms.

Looking at her beautiful red lips, his heart beat wildly. He had waited for this day for too long.

He stroked her face gently, feeling her panting, and couldn't help but slowly move his lips closer to hers, pressing them tightly against her red lips, kissing her slowly and gently, then closing his eyes.

She saw that he had closed his eyes, as if he was enjoying it, so she also closed her eyes and deepened the kiss...

His kiss was gentle, but it was a preparation before the storm.

In just a moment, his kiss suddenly became wild, like a wild horse running out of control, leaving her overwhelmed.

The feeling of the sweet saliva entangled between her tongue made her mind go blank. She followed him obediently and fell on the bed together...

He held her firmly under him, probably afraid that he would crush her, so he leaned sideways, held her head with both hands, rubbed her hair, and continued to kiss her hard, as if he didn't want to give her any chance to escape, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

After a while, their clothes were scattered all over the floor. He groaned, and his chest began to rise and fall. His increasingly rapid breathing fell on her neck, becoming more and more rapid...

In just a moment, in this room filled with fragrance, waves of ambiguous sounds that made people blush and their hearts beat fast continued to be heard...