The poisonous concubine is very arrogant, making the crippled king blush and his heart beat fast

Everyone was in an uproar.

The nobles in the capital value family background the most. Who would be willing to marry Jiang Mengli, the daughter of a criminal?

Seeing this, Lin Moer wrapped Wen Jingyun's clothes and stopped in front of the carriage, "Young Master, please look carefully. She is Jiang Dingshan's daughter. Marrying her means going against Prince Jing's Mansion!"

"Get out!" A man's cold voice came from inside the car, icy and bone-chilling.

Lin Moer laughed heartily and looked at Jiang Mengli, saying, "Shameless bitch, did you hear that? He told you to get out. Thinking you could escape exile by marrying someone else is sheer wishful thinking!"

Just as Jiang Mengli clenched his fists and was about to attack, a cold voice came from the carriage, "I'm telling you to get out!"

As the words fell, a walnut shot out as fast as lightning and hit her mouth with a "bang".

what……

"My mouth..." Lin Mo'er felt the pain and reached out to touch it, it was covered in blood. "Wow... it's bleeding! How dare you hurt me!"

The onlookers were all surprised.

Who is that person inside who dares to hurt Miss Lin openly?

Wen Jingyun quickly ran over, pointed at the people in the carriage with a sullen face and shouted, "If you know what's good for you, get off the carriage and apologize immediately, or you'll be in big trouble. You're so bold as to dare to go against Prince Jing's Mansion!"

As he was about to rush over, he was just getting close when the attendant drew his sword and pointed it at him, frowning and sternly saying, "Prince Yu is here, you must not act so recklessly!"

Prince Yu!

It turned out to be Prince Yu!

Just as he was surprised, Lin Moer snorted arrogantly, "Prince of Yu? I've been in the capital for so long and I've never heard of him. No matter what kind of prince you are, today I must..."

"Shut up!" Wen Jingyun caught her off guard and slapped her twice. "Kneel down and apologize, kneel down quickly!"

Seeing that she was still staring with her eyes wide open in a daze, he immediately kicked her in the knee, forcing her to kneel down with a thump.

Jiang Mengli looked at the kneeling woman and felt secretly happy: It seems that this Prince Yu is a big shot who can suppress Prince Jing's Mansion. He is lucky.

Wen Jingyun said respectfully to Prince Yu, "Uncle Prince Yu, calm down. Your Excellency does not bear grudges against villains. Don't bother with her."

Seeing Prince Yu remained silent, he thought he must be dissatisfied, so he urged Lin Moer in a low voice, "If you don't want to die, kowtow and apologize!"

Lin Moer lowered her head, clenched her fists, and spoke reluctantly, "Please forgive me, Your Highness Prince Yu. I was blind and spoke rudely to you."

"But my original intention was also for your own good. Jiang Mengli is not only the daughter of a criminal, but also a notorious waste. She is not even worthy of being a concubine!"

Humph, damn bitch, either be exiled or marry a lowly man and live a hard life. It's a foolish dream to want to climb up the social ladder.

Wen Jingyun also echoed, "Uncle Prince Yu, Mo'er is right. Jiang Mengli is of low status now, has no talent or virtue, is a jinx, and is not worthy of you at all."

Wen Mohan twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand, curled his lips and chuckled, "When do I need you to say what kind of wife I marry? Apologize to your future aunt immediately until she is satisfied."

The fiancée suddenly became an aunt, and everyone in the crowd started whispering.

This kind of thing is unheard of. Today is the first time I have seen it, and it came from the royal family who attaches the most importance to reputation!

Wen Jingyun felt many strange gazes and felt humiliated, with his face burning.

But Prince Yu was a man whom the emperor had to respect, so how could he dare not listen?

He took a deep breath, and said to Jiang Mengli in a deep voice, "I'm sorry."

Lin Moer clenched her fists and whispered reluctantly, "I'm...I'm sorry."

Jiang Mengli didn't want to waste any more time here, and said in a condescending and cold voice: "I don't forgive you, but you can go away."

After saying that, he got on the carriage directly, turned around and waved to Lingqiao, indicating that he should follow.

Such a loyal girl cannot be lost.

After seeing Lingqiao running over, she confidently lifted the curtain and entered the carriage. Before she could sit down, the carriage had already started.

At this time, Jiang Mengli finally saw Wen Mohan's appearance. He was wearing a crescent-colored brocade robe that was spotless. Although he was wearing a veil, his exposed eyebrows and eyes were particularly attractive.

Her eyebrows were as sharp as peaks, her eyes were as dark and bright as the stars and the moon, her skin was as white as jade, with a touch of scarlet flower ornaments between her brows. Her temperament was reserved and noble, and even the faint scent of medicine became very pleasant, as if she was a banished immortal who was not concerned with the worldly affairs.

Wen Mohan said coldly: "Have you seen enough?"

"Uh..." Jiang Mengli finally reacted. He was still half-bent over. After looking inside the car, he sat down on the side. "Why are you willing to marry me?"

Could it be love at first sight? The original owner had a pretty face, considered one of the most beautiful women in the capital.

While she was daydreaming, the man said, "It's a good time to celebrate."

"To bring good luck? You mean I'm bringing good luck to you!" Jiang Mengli was surprised.

Wen Mohan ignored her shock and ordered his servant, "Yun Jian, go back to the mansion and make some arrangements. Use the things you used for your last wedding."

The things I used for my last wedding!

This amount of information was a bit overwhelming, leaving Jiang Mengli a little confused.

Wen Mohan seemed to notice her confusion and explained simply, "You are the fourth bride to be chosen for a wedding. The previous three have already died. I hope you have a strong life."

He said the most terrifying words in the most pleasant voice, then closed his eyes and ignored her, slowly twisting the Buddhist beads in his hands, looking like he didn't want anyone to approach him.

Jiang Mengli was stunned for a moment before regaining his composure. "I'm pretty strong, I'm not worried about being killed by you."

Wen Mohan chuckled when he heard this, “I killed him.”

Oh my god! He had killed the three brides who came to celebrate the wedding! He looked ethereal, but in reality, he was cold and bloodthirsty.

Jiang Mengli sighed in his heart: Oh... I was thinking of treating him, but it seems I'd better forget it. It's better for him to die of illness.

After he dies, everything in Prince Yu's Mansion will be mine. It would be best if he leaves me a child before he dies. Such a life would be very beautiful, hahahaha...

The Prince of Yu's Mansion was luxurious and majestic, with red silk hung and large "囍" characters pasted on the wall. However, the decoration was very simple and there was no festive feeling at all.

Wen Mohan sat in a wheelchair and was pushed by Yun Jian towards the wedding hall.

The servants brought him a wedding gown to wear outside, and then brought him a red veil to cover Jiang Mengli.

There were only servants present, no guests.

Without even checking to see if it was an auspicious time, Yun Jian said, "You can now worship in the hall. First, bow to heaven and earth, then to your parents, then husband and wife bow to each other, and then send them to the bridal chamber..."

Jiang Mengli was a little dizzy. She had just started to worship heaven and earth when she heard that she was being sent to the bridal chamber.

Although it was a celebration to bring good luck, it happened too quickly and it was shocking.

"Miss, Zhou...there's no one around." Lingqiao said.

what?

Jiang Mengli lifted the veil, and the servants around her dispersed. The groom was nowhere to be seen. Only a little maid said respectfully, "Your servant Yuzhu, Princess, please come this way. I will take you to the bridal chamber."

She suddenly felt a little aggrieved, but she felt relieved when she thought about what the original owner had experienced in Prince Jing's Mansion.

Anyway, they got married to escape exile, so the specific process of the marriage is not important.

Just as she turned to go to the bridal chamber, a woman's cold voice came from behind her, "Stop! The daughter of a guilty minister has no right to dream of becoming Yu'er's princess!"