Forced to be a concubine? I turned around and married the scumbag's father.

The envoys from both sides had a very pleasant conversation and quickly set the date for the marriage between the two princesses as the first day of the ninth month.

September 1st is Gu Hua's birthday.

It was also the day that the twins, a boy and a girl, turned one month old.

On the last day of August, the princess's procession arrived, with a long bridal procession stretching for miles.

Zhao Luoxuan did not wear the wedding dress brought from the palace, but instead wore the wedding dress she and Gu Hua had embroidered themselves at their tailor shop in Juzhou, and obediently waited for her wedding at the Duke of Yong's mansion.

On the first day of the ninth lunar month, three joyous events occurred.

Every household in the city was adorned with red lanterns, and the pillars were covered with red curtains, making it even more lively than a festival.

Duan Yu, dressed in a red robe, rode a tall horse. Behind him was a magnificent carriage draped with red embroidered phoenix curtains, inside which sat the elegantly dressed Princess Dali.

The bride also sat in Princess Shuhe's exclusive wedding carriage.

After the ceremonies were completed by both sides' rites departments, the two princesses were helped down from the carriage, both with their heads covered by bright red veils.

Duan Yu was reaching out to Zhao Luoxuan...

Suddenly, a sharp shout rang out: "She's a fake!"

Duan Yu turned around and saw Gu Hua leading a group of people over, with maids surrounding a woman wearing a veil.

Duan Yu withdrew his hand.

"What? This princess is a fake?"

Gu Hua said coldly, "Yes, someone wants to assassinate the princess and then impersonate her for a marriage alliance!"

Duan Yu suddenly looked at the bride in front of him.

The bride suddenly ripped off her veil, looked at Gu Hua and Wang Heng with a ferocious expression, and grabbed a dagger. She lunged at Gu Hua like a madwoman.

"You bitch, you ruined me! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Gu Hua remained motionless, staring at Jiang Ruoxi, who looked like a trapped beast.

Before she could take two steps, seven or eight swords pierced her body simultaneously.

Duan Yu's sword pierced deeply into her chest.

His back was pierced by the guards' swords.

She screamed in agony and slowly collapsed to the ground.

His eyes were fixed on Gu Hua, his eyes bulging and blood gushing from his mouth as he murmured and writhed.

She never wanted to know why Zhao Luoxuan, whom she had poisoned, had come back to life, nor how Gu Hua knew about her scheme.

She never knew until her death that Wang Heng was the culprit who betrayed her.

Gu Hua curtsied to Duan Yu: "Your Highness, I am sorry that you had to bleed on your wedding day with Princess Shuhe."

Duan Yu gazed at her gently: "It's alright. Today is just the wedding procession. Tomorrow is the auspicious day for the wedding ceremony. Please come and witness the ceremony, Madam."

Gu Hua nodded: "This subject will certainly go to offer my congratulations."

Duan Yu walked towards Zhao Luoxuan, whose head was covered with a red veil, and took her hand: "Your Highness, you have been frightened."

Zhao Luoxuan's hand stiffened, and she subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but she quickly restrained herself and said softly, "It's alright, Sister Hua made arrangements in advance and didn't hurt me."

Duan Yu took her hand and walked together to Gu Hua: "Duan Yu thanks Madam Mu for allowing me to marry such a wonderful princess."

Gu Hua's eyes were slightly red: "Please treat Xuanxuan well, Prince Duan. If you betray her, we will not allow it."

Duan Yu smiled and said, "Of course. Xuanxuan is from my mother's hometown and is also a good friend of Madam Mu. How could I dare to neglect her?"

Gu Hua watched Zhao Luoxuan board the wedding carriage of the Dali Kingdom, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhao Luoxuan ultimately fulfilled her duties as a princess and became a princess sent for a political marriage.

Fortunately, Qi Jun's memorial tablet was there with her.

The princess of Dali was also put on the princess's ceremonial carriage of Daliang, and set off for the capital that same day.

To celebrate the triple joy, not only was a long banquet held at the residence of the Duke of Yong, but a long banquet was also held at Xuanhua Tower on the busiest street in the city.

You can eat for free from morning till night here.

The twins, a boy and a girl, have long since recovered from the weakness of premature babies, thanks to the loving care of a group of people. Their bright, sparkling eyes dart around curiously.

After the excitement subsided, Gu Hua sat between two cradles in the room, gently rocking one in each hand.

The two little cuties, who had been surrounded by a lively crowd for several hours, were now fast asleep, exhausted.

Gu Hua was thinking about Mu Junyan.

Chi Yan said that when the princess's entourage set off, a huge change quietly took place in the capital.

King Ping'an is secretly mobilizing his private army.

Gu Hua knew that Mu Junyan and she were separated by vast distances, yet they were doing the same thing: forcing Prince Ping'an to rebel.

If Jiang Ruoxi's marriage to the Mu family falls through, it means that the Jiang family has no hope of subduing the Mu family army.

King Ping'an was well aware that it was a matter of life or death, and the Mu family army would definitely settle scores with him.

Gu Hua was worried about whether Mu Junyan could get away.

Judging from what has happened during this period, His Majesty may have had a two-birds-with-one-stone plan.

He wanted to use Mu Junyan's abilities to remove the Jiang family as an obstacle, and he also wanted to use Prince Ping'an to suppress Mu Junyan.

In fact, His Majesty might not want Mu Junyan to leave the palace alive.

Throughout the day, Gu Hua forced a smile, but in reality, she was extremely nervous.

In the stillness of the night, as she looked at her two children, who were growing more and more beautiful, a deep sorrow welled up within her.

Unbeknownst to her, a tall figure appeared silently at the bedroom door under the moonlight.

He stood there gazing at Gu Hua as she bent down and gently patted the two swaddled babies.

Mu Junyan suppressed his excitement, smelled the blood and sweat on his body, and dared not go into the house, afraid of offending his two precious children.

He was also afraid that Gu Hua would be frightened if she saw him covered in blood.

She has been living in fear for far too long.

Zhou Zhilan and Donghua looked at him, then at the room.

Since their lord remained silent, neither of them dared to speak out.

"Donghua, Dongqing, call the wet nurse to take the child away."

Gu Hua finally stood up.

Donghua and Dongqing quickly responded, glancing at Mu Junyan. Donghua hurriedly went to call the wet nurse, while Dongqing went inside to help pack the child's things.

Mu Junyan hid behind the artificial hill, and the two wet nurses entered the house and carried away the two babies along with their cradles.

Mu Junyan felt he should take a bath and change his clothes, but he couldn't bear to leave Gu Hua, his eyes fixed on the exquisite figure in the room.

Gu Hua sat lazily in front of the dressing table, absentmindedly combing her hair: "Donghua, is there still no news from Ziyuan?"

Donghua quickly glanced at the dark figure outside the window and stammered.

Gu Hua was startled and immediately put down the comb, turning to look at Dong Hua: "What's wrong? Is there some bad news?"

Her voice trembled.

Donghua quickly replied, "No, no. What I meant was that the master should be back in the next day or two."

Gu Hua asked in surprise, "Really? Has news come back? Is things calm in Bianjing now?"

Donghua had no idea, but she nodded vigorously: "Yes."

Gu Hua breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the comb and continued combing her hair, muttering to herself in front of the mirror, "That means he'll be back soon. He shouldn't be too anxious, or he'll get too tired from running. If he's coming back, he won't arrive until tomorrow, unless he doesn't sleep or rest for ten days or half a month."

Donghua glanced at the dark figure outside the window again.

A moment later, Zhou Zhilan walked in.

"Sister Hua, drink the calming soup. You're too tired today."

Gu Hua was indeed very tired.

In order to thwart Jiang Ruoxi's plan, and fearing that Zhao Luoxuan might be hurt, while also worrying about Mu Junyan's safety, he was constantly on edge.

But she still couldn't fall asleep.

She obediently took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

"I need to get a good night's sleep. What if Ziyuan comes back tomorrow?"

"Yes, yes, you need to get a good night's sleep."

Zhou Zhilan personally covered her with the quilt, then winked at Donghua and Dongqing. The three of them blew out the candles and left.

"Lord."

The three of them walked up to Mu Junyan and curtsied.

"You guys go down."

"Yes."

Mu Junyan removed his blood-stained armor and handed it to Zhou Zhilan.

He tiptoed into the bedroom, smelled a long-lost fragrance, and heard his beloved woman's even breathing. His heart burned like a raging fire.

Gu Hua fell asleep so quickly.

You can imagine how exhausted they must be.

He approached cautiously, sat on the footstool by the bed, reached under the covers, and took her small hand in his.

He murmured, "Hua'er, Hua'er, my beloved wife, I miss you so much."