As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

What He Yue said was really pitiful, as if she was a bird locked in a cage. She said she wanted to go out and take a look, but she could tie a rope under her feet and she would come back with a pull.

The prey's assurance to the hunter is a panicked plea, and is actually not very credible.

Ning Rushong didn't want her to leave the palace. He didn't want any accidents to happen, but when she put her arms around his waist, kissed him, and begged him, he felt an urgency to agree to her, which was against his reason.

He Yue called him again, in a pitiful manner, "Your Highness, is it okay?"

Is it okay? Ning Rusong wants to go back to her but she can't. You have to stay in the East Palace obediently. He can come to her anytime when he misses her.

His desire for control has always been morbid. He Yue always wanted to leave the palace, and he has always been very clear about it. He even often thought about setting a few traps to make He Yue take the initiative to fall into them, and then punish her and make her completely give up the idea.

But in the end, he still had some genuine pity. He really suspected that He Yue had cast a spell on him and poisoned him, but he actually had a soft heart.

It's weird, strange and annoying.

Ning Rusong faced her worried eyes and spoke rationally, "Okay."

He Yue smiled happily, her eyebrows curved, her teeth showing, and her face was beautiful and bright.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" He Yue's voice also rose a little, "I like you the most!"

"Yeah." Ning Rushong felt as if someone had hit him in the chest with a stick. He felt numb and itchy.

Something is wrong.

He pushed He Yue down on the bed, buried Yajun's face in her collar, and bit her lightly through her clothes. It was not heavy, but He Yue was so frightened that her waist slightly bent, and Ning Rushong took the opportunity to wrap her arms around this perfect curve.

Seeing her disoriented expression, Ning Rushong finally felt relieved. This was the right thing to do.

Perhaps because she could leave the palace tomorrow, He Yue rarely complained about pain or tiredness, which made Ning Rushong even more excited.

I called for water three times that night.

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Red silk was hung high in the Bai Mansion, and servants were singing outside to welcome guests.

"Master Yu is here!"

"Mrs. Feng is here!"

There are still many people who haven’t arrived, but the gifts have arrived.

There were many court officials and noble ladies coming and going. The men went to the main hall, and the women went to the backyard.

A magnificent carriage stopped in front of the Bai Mansion. The guards behind it placed a footstool under the carriage. Two pretty maids in green got off the carriage first and lifted the curtain. One of them held out her hand, "Madam, we are here."

A hand with red nail polish reached out from the carriage and placed on the maid's hand, then a woman with gorgeous clothes and stunning appearance got off the carriage.

She was wearing a worthwhile satin brocade skirt, and a soft fur cloak with emerald pattern. The soft white fur formed a circle around her neck, making her pretty face look even younger. It seemed that the woman was not very old.

When the servant saw the attire, he knew that it was a person of inestimable value, so he hurriedly went to greet her, bowing and saying, "Greetings, Madam!"

Xiao Lizi handed over the invitation to the banquet, and the servant hurriedly called out, "Mrs. He is here!"

The surname He is quite common. There are several officials with the surname He in the court, but no one thought of her as the Crown Princess.

"Please come in! A maid will lead the way!"

He Yue nodded and followed the maid leading the way to the backyard. Xiao Taozi supported her attentively all the way.

In fact, He Yue's legs were shaking a little, and she dragged Ning Rushong out and cursed him in her heart. If it weren't for the thick clothes in winter, she would not have been ashamed to go out and see people.

Bah! How could a man obsessed with lust be worthy of his pure and unselfish face?

When they reached the corridor, they saw the groom Bai Huixian rushing to the main hall. He looked quite handsome after shaving his beard.

He walked hurriedly, and was extremely surprised when he saw He Yue. He was about to kneel down to salute, but He Yue interrupted him coldly, "Congratulations on your wedding, Lord Bai. My husband's surname is He."

Bai Huixian was a smart man, so he immediately changed his posture to a bow and humbly said, "Hello, Madam He."

He lowered his eyes slightly to show respect, "Mrs. He, are you going to look for Xiaoshu? She should be in the bridal chamber now."

"Since we are already in the bridal chamber, there is no point in disturbing you." He Yue replied slowly, her voice neither cold nor indifferent, with a graceful and extraordinary demeanor.

Bai Huixian bowed slightly, "As long as Madam He wants, I won't bother you."

He spoke respectfully, and clearly behaved in a humble manner, but he was not annoying.

The maid who led the way in the mansion was already filled with fear. It was unreasonable for a woman who had been sent to the bridal chamber to allow others to enter at will. Only her husband should enter after giving him a reward in advance. That was called entering the bridal chamber.

However, this also indirectly highlights that Mrs. He must have an extraordinary background, as she had never seen Lord Bai being so humble.

He Yue shook her head slightly, "No, I'll just sit in the backyard. Lord Bai must be busy in the front yard, so I won't disturb him."

He couldn't tell whether he was sighing or what he felt in his heart. Bai Huixian didn't look at Li Xiaoshu with much respect.

"Yes." Bai Huixian stepped aside to make way.

He Yue walked slowly towards the backyard. Bai Huixian felt a little strange. Why did she look unwell? Could it be that people in the East Palace were particularly harsh?

That's not right. According to the intelligence, He Yue is the Crown Princess and the most favored one, so there is no way she would suffer any hardship.

There was also a banquet in the backyard, and women's voices could be heard constantly.

He Yue didn't go that way, but just found a quiet pavilion to sit in.

Guards were not allowed to enter the backyard. If He Yue wanted, Bai Huixian would certainly make it easy for her, but the key was that He Yue didn't want to, so she only kept Xiao Taozi and Xiao Lizi by her side.

He Yue sat on a stone bench covered with warm silk, leaning her hand on the railing of the pavilion. She looked outside. The Bai Mansion was well decorated, and there was even a small plum forest. The plum blossoms were in full bloom, which was a beautiful sight.

"Hello, ma'am. Can I sit here for a while?" The voice sounded weak.

He Yue looked back and saw a beautiful woman with a frail face. She had seen her before in the county magistrate's mansion in Min County. She was Bai Huixian's first wife. She also knew her name, Xia Suling.

She wondered how Xia Suling would feel at this moment, watching her husband hold a grand wedding for a concubine.

Bai Huixian was promoted step by step and became prominent everywhere, but Xia Suling was locked in the backyard, unknown to the public. Even the title of Mrs. Bai was about to be taken away by Li Xiaoshu.

"Of course." He Yue said gently, but Xiao Taozi and Xiao Lizi looked nervous.

Xia Suling had no maid accompanying her, and her clothes looked half-worn, apparently from last year.

She was an exceptionally gentle woman, her smile was soothing, and she spoke softly, "I'm not feeling well, so I just wanted to find a quiet place. I'm sorry to bother you, madam."

"Serve tea." He Yue ordered, holding an exquisite hand warmer in his hand.

Xiao Lizi quickly served Xia Suling a cup of hot tea, "Madam, please."

Xia Suling took it with a smile and held the cup of suitable temperature in her hands, which warmed her originally cold hands a little.

She thought that although this lady looked unapproachable, she was actually a kind-hearted person.