I was a concubine in Legend of Zhen Huan

Since she became Wen Yuan, she had been loved infinitely at home. It would be a lie to say that she was reluctant to leave this home that had given her a happy childhood and infinite love.

The Guarjia family healed her dark childhood as An Lingrong. Her father, Emin, was a cruel official to the outside world, but he was a henpecked father who could put her on his neck and ride a horse; her mother was patient with her even if she asked for the stars and the moon, and she would praise her with her eyes closed even if she embroidered a mandarin duck into a duck; her two brothers were crazy about their sister...

The more she thought about it, the wetter her eyes became. Her mother saw Wen Yuan crying and hurriedly stopped her: "My dear daughter, today is your big day, you are not allowed to cry."

After persuading Wen Yuan, she hurriedly asked someone to put makeup on Wen Yuan again. The mother and daughter talked for a while, and eight female officials selected by the Ministry of Internal Affairs were already waiting in front of the Guarjia Mansion.

Not long after, Crown Prince Yinreng paid his respects to Kangxi and the Empress Dowager and the Grand Empress Dowager respectively, and then went to Fengxian Store to burn a stick of incense for his mother. Then he waited in Yuqing Palace wearing a bright red dragon robe and patched clothes.

That's right, the prince would not come in person to welcome the bride. Outside the gate of Guaerjia Mansion, the ministers of the inner court came to welcome the bride. When the auspicious time came, a female official shouted, "Lift the sedan chair," and Wen Yuan's elder brother carried her to the sedan chair. After holding an apple in the sedan chair for a long time, Wen Yuan finally heard the sound of the sedan chair being lowered.

At this time, the groom finally appeared. First, Yinreng had to shoot arrows on the sedan chair before Wenyuan could get off. After that, she had to cross the fire basin and ride on the saddle...

After going through this series of procedures that could not be more complicated, even though Wen Yuan had been trained in advance, her pampered body could not bear it.

After being sent to the bridal chamber with great difficulty, Wen Yuan had just been helped to sit on the bed when the matchmaker asked her to proceed to the next step - lifting the veil!

Here it comes! No matter what you do, the first impression is particularly important. Wen Yuan knows this very well, so in the sedan chair, she specially fed herself a beauty and refreshing pill.

Wen Yuan is extremely satisfied with her current appearance. The only thing she has to ensure now is that she doesn't sweat and mess up her makeup, so she took the beauty and refreshing pill in advance.

It was unknown whether it was because of her own beauty or because of the beauty pill. In short, when their eyes met, Wen Yuan could feel the undeniable surprise in Yinreng's eyes.

What a coincidence, she is too.

In her previous lives, she had met old and sad fat orange peels. At that time, she only regarded sleeping with them as a transaction, and could only tolerate the ugly face of fat orange peels. She thought she would never stop fighting with that old orange peel.

Unexpectedly, this time, what caught my eye was an exceptionally handsome and young face.

The prince was indeed handsome, and what was even more rare was his arrogant temperament. Wen Yuan had been reincarnated four times, and only then did she understand what it meant to be a royal family.

It turns out that "Once you meet Zhou Lang, you will regret it for the rest of your life" is not an exaggeration.

Before she got married, Wen Yuan felt that the prince was no better than Fatty Ju. Fatty Ju had fought tooth and nail for Chun Yuan and ignored Yi Xiu's eldest brother. The prince had taken so many concubines and had so many children before she married into the family. He was essentially no different from Fatty Ju. Looking at the history of the backyard of the princes of the Aisin-Gioro family, it was rare for Kangxi's princes to have some discipline in the backyard.

But now, Wen Yuan felt that with the prince's looks and temperament, she could understand him even if he had a dozen concubines and a few more children. How should I put it? It's like the handsome Hong Kong guy that people in later generations chased after. Everyone knew that he was a ruin, but every time I saw him, that face, I felt that it was not impossible if it was him.