Finally, after more than five days of long journey, Huang Beile was still wearing red clothes, but she had changed out of the bride's clothes.

I found the clothes mentioned in the dowry and threw them into whatever I wanted.

Although entering the city like this is still embarrassing.

If Wei Changfeng, the deputy general of the Seventh Prince, had not personally picked her up in Rucheng, if it had not been heard that the Seventh Prince would marry Su Zhiyuan, the youngest daughter of the Prime Minister, as his princess.

Huang Beile's outfit will really be ignored by others.[

However, Huang Beile is indeed a master who is easily ignored.

It stands to reason that today is the day of Gong Chenjue's wedding, and the people of Yuncheng should celebrate with wine. It will be full of joy and excitement.

However, Huang Beile rode his horse and watched the people coming and going in Yuncheng, but none of them were happy, as if they didn't even know that their seventh prince was getting married.

Huang Beile lowered his head and sneered. Who was this for? No doubt it was to show her that she was an unpopular woman. Gong Chenjue, are you playing with me? I'm playing with you too!

Fortunately, it was her, Huang Beile, who came today. If the person who came was the charming Su Zhiyuan, she would be so angry when she saw this scene today.

Occasionally, passers-by curiously looked at Huang Beile with their face covered. When they saw that she only had half of her beautiful face, they seemed to be frightened and quickly lowered their heads.

Huang Beile didn't see her, but still rode her horse. It was noon in late spring, and Yuncheng was a warm city again.

The spring breeze was blowing, and peach petals fell from nowhere and floated towards the girl in red.

She raised her hand slightly and picked up a flower.

The horse was walking slowly on the ancient street. The girl raised her head slightly and sniffed the petals. She just squinted her eyes and let go of her onion-like hands.

The petals are fluttering, and the beauty is beautiful.

Several scholars saw this scene in a teahouse not far away and exclaimed: "On this day last year, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. It is really a wonderful person."

Huang Beile glanced at the teahouse intentionally or unintentionally, which made the man's heart beat faster. Then the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away. The man she wanted to marry was not them.

Finally, their horses stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.

Huang Beile clearly saw the four characters of "Prince Jiajun's Palace" written on the door plaque.

There were a few people standing deserted in front of the palace door. They looked like a butler and a few servants.

"Vice General Wei, you are back, thank you for your hard work."

The old housekeeper didn't even raise his eyelids when he saw Huang Beile, and went to greet Wei Changfeng with a smile.

"Mo Lao, you are being treated so politely. As for the prince, today is a happy day for the prince."[

Wei Changfeng actually brought it up.

"The princess hasn't even come yet. How could our prince be so anxious? Besides, the prince only agreed to this marriage and didn't say he wanted to marry her."

Butler Mo said this without any tact.

"This... this... Butler Mo, the princess is here, and she's on the horse."

Wei Changfeng did not expect that the people in the prince's palace would be so unkind to the new princess. He glanced at the girl in red who was still on the horse with a bit of gloating, fearing that the new princess would have a difficult life in the future.
Chapter completed!