Reborn as a concubine's daughter and entering a noble family: Xie Lang, don't be too seduc

Consort Qi married off her daughter.

This is the most joyous event in the palace this year.

His Majesty also gave Consort Qi special face and appeared in Yaohua Palace.

Consort Qi, who has always been favored, has always been the focus of attention in the harem. This time, guests came and went to Yaohua Palace in an endless stream. Various palaces took this opportunity to curry favor with Consort Qi and sent carefully prepared gifts.

Of course, it was also because they heard that His Majesty was in Yaohua Palace, where one after another, the beauties of the harem dressed up in their finest attire came to offer their congratulations.

Those who knew were there to congratulate Consort Qi on her daughter's marriage.

Those who didn't know the situation might have thought they were vying for favor at Yaohua Palace.

Consort Chen prefers quiet and doesn't usually join in such lively gatherings, but she still prepared gifts and had them delivered, which can be considered as giving Consort Qi face.

Huo Sanghua's marriage certainly brought great prestige to Yaohua Palace. Empress Qi sat beside the Emperor, surrounded by concubines and palace maids, beaming with joy.

She had the air of someone who was the mistress of the harem.

Xie Lin came to greet the bride. Upon entering Yaohua Palace, he solemnly bowed to His Majesty and Consort Qi. "Your Majesty, Consort Qi."

"Good, good! I've long heard that the Xie family's sons are exceptionally talented. In the past, people in Shengjing only talked about how your elder brother was a young hero, outstanding in every way. I didn't expect that you, the second son of the Xie family... are not bad either!" His Majesty claimed to be composed, but he seemed a little uneasy.

The words, though meant to praise Xie Lin, somehow sounded rather awkward to listen to.

It was probably because of the rumors circulating in the palace a couple of days ago.

"The bride is out—"

Suddenly someone called out, and Hawthorne's appearance timely saved the hall from an awkward situation.

Wearing a bright red wedding dress with a hem that trailed on the ground, and shoes with upturned toes embroidered with peacock patterns in gold thread, she moved gracefully into everyone's sight.

She held a fan that covered her face, with intertwined branches embroidered on the fan.

Her head was adorned with jewels, and the enormous crown made her look very tired.

At Ruan Wei's prompting, she raised her left foot and was about to step into the hall.

Li Lang then walked up from behind.

His murderous aura made Consort Qi tense up, almost turning pale and nearly causing her to stand up in shock!

It was because His Majesty was still by his side—

Realizing what had happened, Consort Qi feigned a relaxed smile and flashed her usual radiant demeanor at His Majesty, though inwardly she was pounding with anxiety...

Li Lang pushed aside the maids who were blocking Sang Hua's way.

He walked directly to Hawthorne's side and took her left hand, which was holding the fan.

Huo Sanghua gasped, completely unprepared for Li Lang's sudden and unexpected move!

Surprised, she struggled to pull her hand away from Li Lang's grasp.

However, Li Lang's strength was simply too great...

She held the fan in one hand and pulled hard with the other, her body involuntarily leaning towards Ruan Wei on the other side.

They still dare not make any major moves.

Ruan Wei also paled, staring speechlessly at Li Lang, and whispered a reminder. "Your Highness—"

His Majesty witnessed this scene and secretly speculated about the relationship between Li Lang and Huo Sanghua. He turned his head to look at Consort Qi, as if trying to find a flaw in her. The smile that had just been on his face... had long since vanished.

No one would think that Li Lang and Huo Sanghua were completely innocent.

Consort Qi felt as if she were sitting on pins and needles.

He put on a normal act in front of His Majesty, trying to cover up his true feelings by explaining that they had grown up together since childhood and were as close as siblings. Now that his sister was getting married, Lang'er, as the older brother, was naturally reluctant to let her go.

She also needed to comfort Xie Lin, who was standing in front of her...

But her heart was pounding, and since they were still quite far apart, she couldn't hear what Li Lang and Sang Hua were saying at all...

They feared that Li Lang had come to steal the bride.

In front of His Majesty, we've really gotten ourselves into trouble!

"I'll do it," Li Lang said to Ruan Wei.

But his eyes never left Huo Sanghua for a moment. He held Sanghua's hand and slowly walked into the hall.

Hawthorne couldn't break free and was forcibly pulled inside.

With each step, Li Lang would glance at his bride beside him.

His eyes unconsciously revealed a earnest plea; he hoped Sang Hua would ask him for help, just for Sang Hua to speak...

He will definitely take Sang Hua away.

must... ...

But Hawthorne seemed resigned to his fate.

He held a fan that covered his face with one hand, lowered his head, and remained silent.

That short distance felt like an eternity in her heart...

She felt Li Lang's gaze.

But thinking of the words she had heard in her past life, she could no longer believe in her brother Lang, whom she had grown up with.

Until he stood still in front of Xie Lin...

Consort Qi held her breath, her eyes darting between the two of them, afraid that something unexpected might happen!

Xie Lin reached out his hand—

Li Lang let out a long sigh, filled with resentment.

He knew he had lost, and holding Sang Hua's wrist, he slowly handed her hand to Xie Lin.

Xie Lin grasped Sang Hua's hand.

Before I could even be surprised at how cold her hands were, I was startled to discover—

Li Lang did not let go!

So, Xie Lin held Sang Hua's hand, and Li Lang gripped Sang Hua's wrist. Instantly, the atmosphere in the hall froze!

"Lang'er—" Consort Qi leaned forward and whispered a reminder.

He could no longer hide his anxiety, fearing that Li Lang would lose his composure in front of his father, the emperor, and all his years of painstaking planning would be for naught!

"The Fourth Prince seems a little uneasy about entrusting Sang Hua to me." Xie Lin's eyes were sharp—

I immediately noticed the bruises on Sang Hua's wrist.

Suppressing his dissatisfaction, he looked at Li Lang.

“Sang Hua… to me, she’s like a younger sister.” Li Lang’s words caught in his throat, but he ultimately changed his words for the sake of his father’s presence. “I hope that Second Young Master Xie will treat her well and not… harm her.”

harm... ...

Xie Lin lowered his eyes and smiled faintly. How could he not understand the meaning behind Li Lang's words? "Fourth Prince, you can rest assured! Sang Hua has married me, and she is now my wife. From now on, my wife and I will live in harmony and mutual respect, and we will... ...as His Majesty and Consort Qi wish, have a son soon, and spend our lives together!"

He clearly felt the pressure emanating from Li Lang's gaze.

But there's this one thought in my mind—I'm not happy!

They wanted to provoke the fourth prince.

First, she pressured him to marry Hawthorne, and then she gave him various hints, telling him not to "hurt" Hawthorne.

Anyone with eyes can see it...

Li Lang was by no means heartless towards Huo Sanghua, but for various reasons, he pushed Huo Sanghua away and personally chose a husband for her, intending to marry her off.

So they chose the Xie family!

The phrase "May you have a son soon" was a devastating blow to Li Lang.

Even in front of his father, with his mother carefully instructing him, he still couldn't completely hide the dark murderous intent on his face.

After gritting my teeth and adjusting my breathing several times, I reluctantly and slowly let go...

Just as Huo Sanghua felt Li Lang loosen his grip slightly, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was about to relax—

He was calculating the right moment, intending to pull back his wrist, which had been gripped so tightly that he had lost all feeling.

only... ...

Before she could even pull her wrist away from Li Lang's grasp...

Xie Lin took her fingers first, pressing his palm against hers, their fingers intertwined!

They had already taken her from Li Lang's hands.

Li Lang's hand remained suspended in mid-air, seemingly not expecting to lose Sang Hua so quickly...

He twitched his fingers, seemingly unsure whether it was a dream or reality!

Consort Qi was finally relieved.

She gave Ruan Wei a wink, and Ruan Wei understood what she meant. She stepped forward and persuaded the Fourth Prince to step aside.

Seeing that everything had calmed down, Consort Qi smiled again, looking at His Majesty and then at the couple in front of her, her expression becoming even more amiable.

Xie Lin suddenly felt the hand he was holding trembling slightly.

A question arose in his mind, and he looked down—

The bruises on Hawthorne's wrists were so prominent that he couldn't ignore them.

The jade bracelet hanging on her wrist seemed to have never been seen before.

But none of that seems to matter anymore; it's just that the bruises... they look really terrible!

Xie Lin seemed to understand instantly why she was afraid of death...

Is it because of Li Lang?

"Sanghua, once you step out of Yaohua Palace today, you will be the bride of Xie Erlang. From now on, you must restrain your temper, be respectful and humble, be filial to your parents-in-law, be loving and harmonious with your husband, and always put him first." Consort Qi, adopting the demeanor of an elder, instructed Huo Sanghua as she was about to leave.