Reborn, meet you again!

Outside.

Shangguan Yu was originally bored and was helping Jun Jiuchen solve the difficult problems posed by the people blocking the door one by one.

They are all ordinary couplets and are really not interesting.

But the pretty girl who suddenly appeared behind her suddenly made her eyes light up.

The riddles she posed were quite interesting, completely different from the clichés just now. When he easily solved the riddles she posed, anger, surprise, and unwillingness appeared on her beautiful face, as vivid as a flower blooming in spring, which was very different from the well-behaved ladies he had seen at the poetry meeting.

Unfortunately, not long after, seeing that the auspicious time was almost up, she slipped back into the crowd like a rabbit and disappeared from his sight.

It was not until she left that Shangguan Yu suddenly remembered that he must have seen her.

At the coming-of-age ceremony at the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion.

She is the young lady from the Fang family who stood up for Miss Song.

He is still a loyal person.

On the contrary...

Quite interesting...

While Shangguan Yu was recalling the scene just now, Jun Jiuchen's eyes were fixed on the red door that had not yet been opened.

His eyes were filled with an unbending heat.

Then, followed by a sentence.

"The auspicious time has arrived."

The tightly closed red door finally opened again in front of him.

The three hundred black-armored guards immediately knelt on one knee and shouted again.

"Welcome, Princess!"

The sound shook the long street——

And in this earth-shaking shout.

The woman in the bright red wedding dress finally appeared in his sight. The dress was embroidered with a phoenix with wings spread out, ready to fly, in gold thread. It looked particularly radiant against the snow-white background. The tassels hanging from the veil on her head swayed gently with her steps, like dancing flames.

Jun Jiuchen's gaze was fixed on Song Wan.

He felt that the surrounding noise instantly disappeared from his ears.

It was as if he was the only one in the world.

Missed so many years.

he……

Finally married her.

Song Wan's vision was blocked by the veil at this time, and she could not see Jun Jiuchen's burning gaze on her.

Just as she was about to step out of the door, she was picked up by the waist, and the familiar smell came to her nose.

"Your Highness!" Song Wan exclaimed, barely protecting the veil on her head.

Does he have to be so scary?

Jun Jiuchen whispered in her ear to comfort her.

"You'll catch a cold if your shoes and socks get soaked in snow."

"I'll carry you into the sedan chair."

Hearing this, Song Wan looked down and saw the new snow on the tips of his black boots, which were gradually turning into crystal water droplets. Thinking of the embroidered shoes on her feet that looked good but were useless, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.

Then, she decisively put her arms around his neck without regard for etiquette and responded.

"it is good."

After being carried into the sedan chair by Jun Jiuchen, the wedding procession also set off.

The sedan was burning with fine silver charcoal, and it was warm. Listening to the noise coming from all around, Song Wan couldn't help but lift the veil and a corner of the carriage curtain and secretly look outside.

Then, she caught a glimpse of the tall figure in front of the carriage and the falling snow.

She suddenly remembered that ten months ago, she seemed to have put on her wedding dress happily on a winter day like this, and married into Prince Huai's Mansion with great anticipation.

In return, she was shot off a cliff by Yun Zheng's arrow in the heavy snow while wearing the bright red wedding dress she had prepared for a long time, and "died" in the snow and ice.

And today.

The same snow fell.

But her heart was extremely hot and she didn't feel cold at all.

But it was not because of the stove in his hands or the charcoal fire burning in the sedan chair.

But...

She believed that this time...

She won't marry the wrong person again...

……

The wedding procession soon stopped in front of the Regent's Palace, filled with joy.

After a complicated ceremony, Song Wan was led by Jun Jiuchen with a red silk and placed in the bridal chamber.

Jun Jiuchen looked at her sitting on the wedding bed, thinking about when he paid his respects to his parents in the hall just now, there were only two blank spirit tablets on the rosewood table in the hall, with no surname or name.

Although she couldn't see, she seemed to be able to sense the coldness in his heart through the veil, and took the initiative to hold his hand and interlocked their fingers.

The warmth of palms touching each other is worth a thousand words.

The heat in Jun Jiuchen's eyes couldn't help but become more intense.

Because he knows.

From then on, he was no longer alone.

At this time, the matchmaker's voice sounded in the room at the right time.

"Please, Your Majesty, hold the golden scales and choose a perfect match for me, to live in happiness for a hundred years..."

Jun Jiuchen's thoughts were disturbed by Xi Po's words, but the burning in his eyes did not dissipate. He just took Xicheng, took a step forward, and lifted the bright red veil.

The veil slowly slid off.

Candlelight streamed, beneath the phoenix crown and pearl curtain, Song Wan raised her eyes, the flickering wedding candles reflected in her eyes, like a pouring river of stars.

Jun Jiuchen's breathing stagnated slightly, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Wanwan..." His voice was low and hoarse. He sat beside her and stroked her cheek with his fingertips, as if touching a fragile dream.

When the matchmaker saw this, her eyelids twitched.

It was said that the Prince Regent was not interested in women and that he did not even have a maid in his house. When he first came to Beijing, he returned all the beauties sent by the officials in the court.

But right now...

How can this guy not be interested in women?

That look was as if he wanted to eat the bride alive.

Just thinking about the ceremony that had not yet been completed, the matchmaker still stepped forward again and asked the maid beside her to present a pair of gourd wine cups connected by red ropes, and said dutifully.

"Please, Your Majesty, and Your Majesty, drink the wedding wine together—"

"Drinking gourd wine together, husband and wife are of one mind!

The gourd wine cup is made by splitting a gourd into two, filling it with fine wine, and tying them together with a red string.

Gourd tastes bitter and wine tastes sweet, which means sharing the joys and sorrows.

Song Wan looked at the burning look in Jun Jiuchen's eyes, and thought about the several times he had been intimate with her in the past two months, and how he had forced himself to hold back when looking at her. The tips of her ears couldn't help but turn slightly red.

Just thinking that there was someone else in the room, a cunning look flashed across her eyes. Seeing that he was hesitant to move, she suddenly pulled his hand, gently hooked his palm with her fingertips, and smiled.

"Your Highness, are you ready to drink the wedding wine?"

She had not forgotten how he had teased her when he had shown her around the new mansion.

Opportunities are rare nowadays.

She must not "retaliate" back.

Jun Jiuchen's breathing became slightly disordered due to her small action. When he came to his senses, he saw that she had already withdrawn her hand gracefully, and was looking at him with a faint smile of success on her lips.

A hint of understanding immediately flashed across his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just followed the matchmaker's instructions and drank from the cup with her. As he stepped back, he lowered his voice in her ear.

"The princess knows how to choose the right time for revenge."

Song Wan just continued to look at him with a smile on her lips and responded.

"Your Highness, were your hands shaking just now?"

Jun Jiuchen was not annoyed when he heard this. He just chuckled and bit her lips lightly without caring about the presence of others, and said threateningly.

"When I return, I'll see who is shaking..."

The maids in the room looked at this unexpected scene, blushed and lowered their heads, not daring to look at the two of them.

The matchmaker shouted out in relief.

“The ceremony is over!”

Then, he hurriedly led his men back.

Seeing this, Song Wan quickly reached out and pushed him away, and urged him to go out to entertain the guests.