The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

Looking at Ji Baixiao, Yang Qianqian came back to her senses.

Yes, Nangong Mo is the number one imperial merchant in Yuze. What's so strange about having a few high-ranking officials come to his daughter's wedding?

Look, even Yuwen Duo is here. He is a prince, so what’s so strange about a general coming here too?

"It's been a long time since we last met. I heard that my sister-in-law... Miss Yang is as beautiful as a fairy. After seeing her today, I can see that she is indeed as beautiful as her reputation!"

Ji Baixiao stared at her with a dazed look in his eyes, "No wonder my cousin was so obsessed with her!"

"Cousin Ji, I am right here, you can't just turn a blind eye to me, right?" Yuwen Duo glared at him.

Ji Baixiao chuckled: "Cousin, you are not going to punish me for this, are you?"

The two of them laughed, as if they had some tacit understanding, or as if there was some undercurrent flowing, but Yang Qianqian couldn't quite understand it.

"Miss Yang, shall we go in together?" Ji Baixiao looked at Yang Qianqian and invited her.

Yang Qianqian looked at Yuwen Duo behind her, and then at Ji Baixiao. She knew that going in with the general would definitely be more prestigious than going in with her ex-husband, the prince. So she didn't refuse and nodded, "Okay!"

"Hey..." Yuwen Duo stretched out his hand, but heard a cold voice in his ear, "Stay ten feet away from me, don't forget!"

Looking at the two people leaving together, Yuwen Duo could only smile bitterly.

He must have owed her too much in his previous life, which is why he was manipulated by her like this and didn't even know how to resist.

Touching his nose, he walked into the Nangong Mansion with a helpless look on his face.

Because it was a marriage of sorts, Xiao Zhiyuan was brought to Nangong Mansion to get married.

The other patterns are the same, with the bride riding in a sedan chair and the groom riding a horse in a parade. It is lively all day long, and they only start to worship heaven and earth in the evening.

Of course, Yang Qianqian couldn't follow the parade. She and the other guests just had to rush to the wedding banquet in the evening.

The bride got off the sedan first, covered with a red veil, and walked in slowly with the help of the matchmaker.

Although it was a marriage between the bride and daughter-in-law, they still followed the customs of ordinary weddings, and there was no intention of letting Xiao Zhiyuan lose out.

I remember Lu'er mentioned that in the past there were families who wanted to marry into the wife's family, and they required the man to ride in a sedan chair and wear a red veil.

It seems that Nangong and his daughter are quite respectful to this son-in-law.

Yang Qianqian sighed, hoping that Xiao Zhiyuan would appreciate the blessings he has and not always look up to others for higher prices.

As she was sighing, she felt a gaze directed at her. She was startled and looked in the direction of the gaze, only to see that the monster was looking at her.

He was surrounded by a group of officials, all with fawning smiles on their faces.

"I am here to accompany my friends, not as a prince. You can do as you please and don't need to pay attention to me!"

His smug expression and the way he seemed to be at ease among those officials made Yang Qianqian think of the term "darkness of officialdom".

"The bride is coming in!" After Ji Baixiao entered the room, he greeted the officials and finally stood beside her. No one knew what he was planning.

At this moment, the sound of drums and music started, not forgetting to remind her that Nangong Yue'e had already walked in slowly with the support of the matchmaker.

However, the groom, Xiao Zhiyuan, was nowhere to be seen.

"What's going on?" Yang Qianqian looked at Ji Baixiao, only to see that he was also bewildered. Then she looked at the people around her, who couldn't help but start talking.

Nangong Mo and Madam Nangong looked at each other, not knowing what had happened.

"It's okay. My son-in-law said that he has a big gift for the master and his wife as a surprise. Go get it. It will be here soon!"

The matchmaker happily told them both that Xiao Zhiyuan knew how to respect his father-in-law and mother-in-law as soon as he "came home", and he was really a good son-in-law.

The discussion of the crowd finally stopped, and everyone felt the same as the matchmaker.

Yang Qianqian smiled bitterly. Xiao Zhiyuan, when did he become so romantic and know how to give surprises? Maybe he is sincere to Yue'e.

Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly a suona sound came slowly from far away. The sound was sad and panic-stricken, like an abandoned heart, and seemed to be lamenting the injustice of the world.

The sad sound of suona was getting closer and closer to the wedding hall, making the whole lively wedding banquet suddenly quiet.

"Master, I'll go and see what's going on!" Such music was very unlucky. Fucheng, the housekeeper who knew how to do things, hurried out.

But after a long while, the music did not stop, but got closer and closer. Nangong Mo was about to send someone to check it out, but he heard a commotion at the door.

After a while, Xiao Zhiyuan was seen wearing mourning clothes, holding something covered with a red veil in his hand. Two suona players followed behind him, playing funeral music as they walked towards the wedding hall.

Nangong Mo was stunned: "My dear son-in-law, what are you doing..."

Xiao Zhiyuan ignored him and just walked over slowly. When he was in front of him, two burly men suddenly stepped forward and held Nangong Mo down. Xiao Zhiyuan suddenly shouted, "Bow to heaven and earth, first bow to heaven and earth, second bow to parents, husband and wife bow to each other!"

The voice was long and distant, and every time he called out, the two burly men would ask Nangong Mo to nod his head until he had finished bowing three times.

Everything happened in a flash. Before people could even react, Xiao Zhiyuan shouted, "The ceremony is over!"

The Nangong family had a lot of guards who were stationed outside the wedding hall. It should have been no problem for them to deal with those two burly men.

But on the one hand, Xiao Zhiyuan had a special identity, and secondly, there was no one arranged in the wedding hall, and no one dared to stop Xiao Zhiyuan as he walked all the way, so he missed the opportunity for a while.

"Zhiyuan, what are you doing?"

Nangong Mo had a look of confusion on his face. Mrs. Nangong had already stood up. Even Nangong Yue'e, after hearing the noise, had already lifted her red veil and opened her eyes wide, unable to believe what was happening before her eyes.

Xiao Zhiyuan heard this, walked forward, and handed over the thing covered with a red veil: "Master Nangong, don't you want to see your wife, who is she?"

He only called him "Master Nangong" instead of father-in-law, and everyone was shocked again.

Nangong Mo looked at the red veil and suddenly frowned: "Is this your mother's spirit tablet?"

In fact, Yang Qianqian had already reacted, but she felt a little strange at first. Why did Xiao Zhiyuan bring his mother's spirit tablet to the wedding?

Unexpectedly, what happened next surprised her.

What on earth is going on? Such a lively wedding turned into the legendary...ghost marriage?

The burly men who were holding Nangong Mo had already let go of Nangong Mo's hands before the Nangong family's guards arrived.

Nangong Mo's hands trembled as he slowly reached out to the spirit tablet. Madam Nangong suddenly slammed the table and stood up, "This is ridiculous!"