C11 kowtowing (1/2)

These words caused the wedding ladies to cower for a moment before continuing to shout, ”We bow to the heavens and earth!”

”Second bow to the hall!”

Mu Ru Yue followed the Seventh Marquis and paid her respects. It was impossible for the emperor's empress to personally come. This meant that the hall could only follow the imperial edict.

”Husband and wife bow to each other.”

The two of them bowed together.

Mu Ru Yue felt a little strange in her heart. She had done many things, but getting married was the first time she'd ever been in a sedan. She thought it was just a formality.

But somehow, he became serious.

It was very cold, but it was safe. What she did today could be said to have offended the crown prince, and she had openly offended the prime minister. The prime minister did not dare to act today because of the Seventh Prince.

At least at this moment, Mu Ru Yue was slightly grateful to the Seventh Marquis.

”Gift!” With the cry of the wedding nanny, everyone's heart finally felt at ease. At least nothing happened. Seventh Prince's seventh wangfei could be considered to have married into his family.

After that, Mu Ru Yue was sent to the bridal room, and the Seventh Marquis accepted the congratulations of the crowd.

”Miss, do you want to eat something?” In the bridal chamber, Xing'er cautiously asked. Thinking about what happened today, Xing'er was also shocked.

She originally thought that the Miss had accepted the situation, but now it seemed that there was grievance in her heart as well.

”Bring me some pastries.” Mu Ru Yue replied lazily.

”Yes.” As Xing'er spoke, she took the pastries from the table and handed them over to Mu Ru Yue. Mu Ru Yue originally wanted to eat them, but in the next moment, her brows wrinkled.

She sniffed and smiled.

The door creaked open, and a man in a wedding dress stood in the doorway. Xing'er raised her head, and in the next second, she felt as if someone had strangled her. She couldn't say a single word as she tremblingly kneeled down and said, ”Your Highness, Your Highness, please forgive me.”

Forgive?

Mu Ru Yue, who was holding onto a pastry, was stunned.

Then he heard someone say, ”You can leave.”