Reborn to marry, the short-lived prince lived a hundred years

Meng Tingyue was helped by Qinglan to sit on the carved wooden stool.

Qingdian softly instructed Qinglan, "Look after the girl. I'll go back to my room to get some samples."

Qinglan nodded: "Okay."

Servants were busy shuttling around the mansion, their footsteps intertwined with whispers, faintly heard through the thin veil.

Suddenly, Meng Tingyue noticed something strange about the stool under her, which was shaking slightly. The footsteps were getting closer, and the person coming was talking to Qinglan.

After a while, Qinglan's voice came from my ear, "Girl, this chair seems a little unstable, let's sit somewhere else."

After saying that, Qinglan carefully helped Meng Tingyue up, and the two of them slowly moved to the stool opposite and sat down.

There was indeed the rustling sound of stools being moved in the house.

Meng Qingjiao was helped by her maid to sit opposite her.

When Lord Meng and Madam Meng arrived, Meng Qingjiao and Meng Tingyue stood up together.

Madam Meng and Lord Meng came to them again with great reluctance, expressing their reluctance word by word.

Meng Tingyue didn't listen to a word, and was thinking about what method they could use.

Until Mrs. Meng asked her to open her mouth, a date was stuffed into her mouth.

"Marrying into the royal family means you belong to the royal family. You must give birth to a son for your husband as soon as possible..."

Mrs. Meng's words were hypocritical, and she really didn't want to listen, so she nodded perfunctorily.

"I think I forgot something. You two go get it for me."

Madam Meng gave instructions to the maids beside the two brides.

Qinglan didn't want to go, but Meng Tingyue patted Qinglan's hand to reassure her.

Not long after Qinglan left, Meng Tingyue felt Madam Meng pulling her hand and spinning around.

She sneered in her heart.

They changed their seats so blatantly, taking advantage of the fact that they had dates in their mouths and couldn't spit them out, so it was considered unlucky to speak at this time.

Meng Qingjiao could naturally think of what she could figure out as well.

While Meng Qingjiao was complaining, Lord Meng seemed to say something to her, and she could only calm down.

Lord Meng came to Meng Tingyue's ear again and whispered something softly. Meng Tingyue's eyes instantly turned cold under the thin veil.

Lord Meng was satisfied when he saw the person under the veil nod slightly.

The Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince arrived together.

The fifth prince was too weak to hold anyone, so he had to ask a servant to do it for him.

When the prince came to the bride's side, he picked her up easily.

The person in his arms shuddered slightly after he picked her up.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

After the fifth prince bid farewell to his father-in-law, the servant carried the bride out of the house.

When Qingdian arrived, she saw the prince carrying the bride out. She looked around but didn't see Qinglan. She blamed Qinglan in her heart, then picked up her skirt and followed him out.

The distance from the Meng Mansion to the Fifth Prince's backyard is not far.

Meng Tingyue stepped over the brazier and sat in the bridal chamber, waiting, without a trace of panic in her heart.

The new house was so quiet that only her own breathing could be heard.

Her fingertips lightly brushed across the sachet around her waist, and she couldn't help but recall what Lord Meng had just said to her.

"Regardless of whether the marriage exchange is successful today, as long as you don't cause trouble, your father will give you an old item from the Xiao family on the day of your return."

She just came to the Fifth Prince's Mansion and was able to take back one of her mother's relics, which was not a loss for her.

There was no need for her to make a fuss, Meng Qingjiao would ruin the marriage exchange herself.

It just so happened that she also wanted to meet the Fifth Prince today.

Just as I remembered.

The fifth prince's illness suddenly broke out, and the emperor and empress had no choice but to preside over the fifth prince's wedding.

The fifth prince was in poor health, so the wedding was simple. After three simple bows, he was sent directly to the bridal chamber. The emperor and empress swallowed the auspicious words they wanted to say after the fifth prince fainted.

Meng Tingyue was sitting on a stool in the bridal chamber, while the fifth prince was lying on the bed. He had taken the medicine and was awake.

The candlelight gently reflected on the wedding character on the wall, making the entire new house full of joy.

Meng Tingyue listened to the matchmaker saying auspicious words and going through the process, remaining motionless from beginning to end.

The fifth prince understood and raised his hand to drive the man out.

Only he and Meng Tingyue were left in the room.

When the fifth prince was holding the wedding scale and preparing to lift the red veil, he met Meng Tingyue's calm eyes.

Meng Tingyue took in all the emotions in his eyes, and the doubts in her heart were answered.

Besides shock, there was also a flash of hatred in the Fifth Prince's eyes. "Miss Meng."

She spat out the dates in her mouth.

"Fifth Prince, please send me back."

The fifth prince covered his chest with his hands. Even though it was such a joyous day, his face was as pale as paper, completely devoid of blood.

"This prince has heard that Miss Meng is proficient in medicine and may be able to treat me."

In her previous life, Meng Tingyue had seen him dying countless times, and she had also seen him being rescued every time when he was taking his last breath. She could tell at a glance that the Fifth Prince was pretending to be weak.

As if to complement his 'illness', he also applied a very light layer of powder on his face.

"If the Fifth Prince is truly in trouble, he should call the imperial physician, not a half-baked person like me."

The fifth prince leaned on the wedding bed, quietly gazing at Meng Tingyue's stunning face, almost mesmerized.

It was the first time he saw her like this. Unlike her usual weak and distant appearance, she was more outspoken and bright today, and her eyes seemed to have the power to captivate people.

Seeing the thorns that she inadvertently revealed, the Fifth Prince's eyes lit up with interest. "Miss Meng seems to dislike me?"

"I don't think anyone would be happy if they experienced being replaced on their wedding day and their husband became their brother-in-law."

Meng Tingyue answered indifferently.

The fifth prince was skeptical, but he couldn't think of any other reason to deal with him.

"Miss Meng is attracted to the emperor?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is unparalleled in bravery and unparalleled in handsomeness. Which woman in the capital city would not be attracted to him?" In order to increase her credibility, Meng Tingyue showed a shy and girlish look on her face.

The Fifth Prince coughed against his lips, his dark eyes softening as he gazed at Meng Tingyue with tenderness. "If it had been me who was engaged to Miss Meng that day, would Miss Meng still have said that?"

Meng Tingyue answered decisively, "Of course not."

The fifth prince seemed to be very angry. He was trembling all over, clutching his clothes tightly at his chest, and fell backwards and fainted.

Meng Tingyue took a look and stepped forward to examine him carefully. After confirming that he was fainting from the true Qi and not pretending, he stood aside very naturally and shouted directly to the outside: "Help, the fifth prince is sick, the fifth prince is dying, help quickly, the fifth prince can't hold on."

Not to mention that she didn't have any silver needles on her, even if she did, she wouldn't use them.

In his previous life, the Fifth Prince also fell ill after chatting with her in the same way. She called for help in panic, and someone immediately rushed in from outside.

The imperial physician was also among them.

The entire process of feeding medicine and giving injections went smoothly, as if it had been expected.

The attendant beside the Fifth Prince entered the room with red eyes. "What did you do to His Highness? If anything happens to His Highness, you're done for."

Meng Tingyue had different answers to the same words.

"Maybe it's because I'm not the Meng Qingjiao he loves, and he couldn't breathe and passed out."

The servant choked on what he was about to say.

Why didn't this woman respond in a normal way?

Shouldn't she be panicking?

Shouldn't she apologize?

Why can you be so calm?