After Marrying the Disabled Crown Prince of the Enemy Country

In the morning, the sky is bright.

It was the middle of winter, and the cold wind was lingering. Even if the doors and windows of the inn are closed, the cold wind can still get in through the cracks in the door.

Le Zhi pretended to be asleep on the bed until the maid and Xi Po woke her up.

Dressed up and organized. It didn't take long for a beautiful hibiscus face to be printed on the bronze mirror, and the most eye-catching thing was the charming fox eyes...

There was always a festive smile on Madam Xi's face, while the maid Li Yao brought her a cup of pear soup—

The weather has been cold and dry recently, and Lezhi's throat is often dry and coughing.

But today, I can't stop coughing.

She took a small sip of the pear soup, raised her eyes slightly, and looked out the window.

The warm sun is gradually revealing, illuminating the yard. The handymen and servants in the inn all got up, and the sound of footsteps came in small voices, accompanied by some whispered discussions—

"Hey, you said that the princess in the house will be given to the prince by the prince..."

"What nonsense! This time is a marriage bestowed by His Majesty, no matter what, it's a crown princess, isn't it?"

"Who knows? Who can guess that His Royal Highness is doing."

"That's true. It's not like the third prince, a gentleman, gentle like jade..."

The discussion gradually faded away, and Le Zhi still had a faint smile on his face, but there was a hint of disgust in his drooping eyes.

A humble gentleman? Warm as jade?

Ah.

Suddenly, Li Yao Dabu walked towards her and said softly, "Miss, the third prince is here."

Hearing this, Le Zhi was slightly startled. Rao is a month past, and she is still a little unfamiliar with this name.

In the past sixteen years, she has been used to being called "Princess, Little Princess"...

The country of Keli no longer exists.

No, don't think about it anymore.

She kept pulling her thoughts back.

Li Yao and Xi Po have quietly exited the house, and the familiar footsteps sounded behind them.

Today, he should accompany the emperor and empress of Qi to pray for blessings at Huguo Temple.

But Coke Branch knew that he would definitely come.

Suppressing the wetness in his eyes from memories, Lezhi turned around and smiled as usual.

A man wearing a dark blue cotton cloak walked in from outside the house, and also brought the cold wind of midwinter into the house. The cold air penetrated into the nose and mouth, and Le Zhi's throat felt a pain.

Seeing this, the man hurriedly closed the door and walked towards her quickly, "Are you alright, Zhizhi?"

Le Zhi raised his head, his handsome face was close at hand. Although none of the facial features on this face is unforgettable, they can be combined together to make people unable to take their eyes off of them.

—This is the face she has seen for twelve years.

"It's alright." Le Zhi smiled and called to him, "Brother Axu."

A look of surprise flashed across Huo Xu's face. It's been a long time since my brother heard her call. Hearing it today feels like a lifetime away.

He was stunned for a while, silent for a while, and subconsciously asked, "Do you hate me?"

The corners of Le Zhi's raised lips froze there. After a pause, she lowered her eyes slightly and replied softly, "I hated it."

The slender crow eyelashes covered her drooping eyes, and also blocked the flash of light in her eyes.

This answer is very ingenious. It does not say that there is no falsehood to hate, nor does it say that hate is decisive.

Hated, on behalf of once hated, but has passed.

"Zhizhi..." There was a slight tremor in the gentle voice.

Le Zhi raised his eyes, smiled and shook his head at him, "But I have come to understand a lot this month. Brother Axu, although I still blame you, I can understand your difficulty."

A warmth flowed through his heart, and Huo Xu's eyes were finally stained with a smile.

It seems that the branches are still the delicate branches. On the day when Li Guo broke into the city, her eyes were red, and the scene of scolding him hoarsely seemed to be just a fantasy.

It's just that, after twelve years of childhood sweethearts, the emperor of Li Kingdom recruited him as his son-in-law at Lezhi's wedding ceremony... But today, he has to watch her get married.

The bright red wedding dress hurt Huo Xu's eyes, and that gorgeous face made his heart tremble. How much he wanted to hold her in his arms, rub it into his bones and love her, just like in countless dreams...

However, he can't.

Out of the corner of the screen, Le Zhi's right ear was empty, Huo Xu slowly approached the dressing table, picked up the remaining Beihai red agate earrings on the table and put them on for her. Then he squatted down in front of her, his eyes filled with affection, "Zhizhi, help me pull the prince down. You will be my only queen in the future."

From his affectionate eyes, Le Zhi could see his hidden ambition and impetus. And she, to be precise, is her face that everyone is famous for, a chess piece in his hand to ask for directions.

She smiled and answered him softly: "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she saw Huo Xu's face rise with joy, and then he got up and opened his arms towards her, as if he was about to come and hug her...

The stomach suddenly rolled up.

-Nausea.

Fortunately, someone outside knocked on the door lightly at this time, "His Royal Highness, if you don't leave again, the emperor and the queen should be suspicious."

Huo Xu's face sank instantly, and his arms were put down reluctantly.

I sneaked out of Huguo Temple today, just to see her. At this time, it was too late.

"Then I'm leaving." A worried look appeared on his face, "Protect yourself, Huo Du... he's a wicked wolf."

Le Zhi was stunned for a moment, then nodded again.

Holding the fan, Le Zhi was supported by Xi Po and Li Yao and slowly walked out of the house.

The warm sun shines brightly, illuminating the fan that covers the front. Le Zhi stared at the pair of double-flying winged birds embroidered with gold thread on the fan with no expression. It can be seen that the embroidery lady's embroidery work is excellent, and the lingering affection between a pair of lovers and birds is fully revealed on the fan.

Le Zhi seems to have just reacted—

married.

Today is the big day for her to get married.

But, where does the joy come from?

"Girl, watch your steps."

Li Yao's reminder brought her thoughts back, and Le Zhi saw Zhai Yu, who was golden and red, and the mighty royal welcome team through the fan.

After the Emperor Qi, he specially chose to go to the Huguo Temple to pray for blessings on the day of the prince's wedding, not just to tell the civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty and the people of Limin how unappreciated the prince was...

Having been in Qi for more than a month, Le Zhi knew very little about this prince. Apart from listening to the servants chatting about his right leg and his eccentric temperament, and Huo Xu's repeated dignified warnings, she knew nothing about the rest.

She didn't dare to ask.

A princess of a subjugated country, she must not go beyond the rules, she just needs to obey obediently.

Sitting on Zhai Yu, the team moved forward slowly.

The post station was outside the capital city, and it took a while to enter the city gate. There are luxurious bead curtains hanging down on both sides of Zhai Yu, Lezhi slightly sideways, looking at the people standing on both sides watching the lively—

The expressions on their faces vary from mockery, laughter, and even pity...

It's just that there is no festivity at all.

This is very different from when Huo Xu returned from victory a month ago.

At that time, she was sitting in the last carriage, covered in blood. The cheers from outside to congratulate the third prince on his victory and return to the court one after another, shocked her eyes red.

The curtain swayed with the carriage, and she glanced out—

The people did not hide the joy on their faces and the pride that overflowed their eyes.

That is the pride of a victorious nation.

Looking back, Le Zhi's face became even paler.

Finally, Zhai Yu crossed the main street, entered the palace, and finally stopped in front of the hall.

Le Zhi supported Li Yao's arm and got off Zhai Yu.

At this time, a good-looking guard hurriedly approached, stopped after a distance from her, and saluted respectfully: "Chen Anxuan, see the Crown Princess. His Royal Highness has inconvenient legs and feet, so I sent a minister to send you a message, but he won't come over. salute."

On the day of the big wedding, the groom's official did not show up, which was a great humiliation for ordinary women.

Hearing this, Li Yao, who was beside him, couldn't help but frown.

The Coke branch was calm, and said softly: "Okay, it's okay."

Such a reaction made An Xuan stunned, but in a short while, he regained his indifference, bowed his head and left.

humiliation? Perhaps it was humiliation for the woman next to her.

Cola Branch didn't feel it, because she had already experienced the greatest humiliation.

It's alright if the prince doesn't come, otherwise it's not good if something goes wrong when he sees him.

Le Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the high platform step by step until he stood at the highest point. She turned and looked down at the civil and military officials below, listening to them bowing without expression, and then saying congratulatory words in unison...

Completed this canonization ceremony alone without an emperor and no prince.

In the wedding room of the East Palace, the red candles flickered, and the room filled with fragrance.

Sitting on the wedding bed, Le Zhi listened carefully to the noise from the wedding banquet outside with empty eyes.

She asked Li Yao to retreat.

Although Li Yao took care of her carefully and thoughtfully this month, after all, it was the person Huo Xu sent to take care of her, how could she dare to believe it?

She was alone in the huge bedroom, quiet and deserted.

I don't know how long it took, and finally a small sound came from outside. Le Zhi quickly picked up the fan on his side, covering his face.

When she heard the door closing, her heart sank again nervously.

Because she knew that Huo Du had come in.

The hand holding the fan trembled involuntarily...

"Is it tiring to lift?" A clear voice was accompanied by a chuckle.

Since he said so, Le Zhi slowly put down the fan. But he lowered his eyes but dared not look directly at him, but raised his eyes slightly—

Is he standing?

Le Zhi was dumbfounded, thinking that his leg disease must be very serious, and he should be in a wheelchair...

But he was just leaning on a beautiful white jade crutch in his right hand, and his body was slightly inclined, and the back of the hand he held at the top of the crutch was perfectly white against the red dress, and it was not inferior to the white jade...

"Come and sit."

Le Zhi's heart trembled slightly, and she slowly got up and walked to the wedding table to sit down, never daring to look up at him from beginning to end.

—until a skeletal hand handed a cup of red bean soup to her.

She hesitated for a moment before reaching out to take it. As he opened his mouth to thank him, he raised his eyes and finally saw his face clearly.

Le Zhiyuan was mentally prepared, and judging by the looks of Emperor Qi and Huo Xu alone, Huo Du would definitely not be ugly. But I never imagined that it was such an exiled appearance as depicted by a painter.

Doesn't seem like a mortal person.

The bridge of his nose is tall and straight, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and the most memorable thing at first sight is his pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to be drunk but not drunk...

On the wedding night, there was no alcohol on his body, only a faint cool fragrance, which Lezhi had never smelled before.

Xu Shi stared at her for a long time, and Le Zhi noticed that Huo Du was also looking at her, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

She hurriedly lowered her head and picked up the silver spoon to drink the red bean soup. But the eyes are still raised from time to time, secretly looking...

Huo Du eats very well and moves slowly.

Soon, he put down the silver spoon.

Le Zhi's heart was tense, and he didn't have much appetite, so he put down the spoon.

Next, what to do?

Cup? Shuttle?

But Huo Du didn't seem to mean that. He just walked to the bathroom on crutches...

After a while, he put on the red bedclothes and walked out without even giving her a look, and walked straight to the happy bed.

Le Zhi was stunned, so he had to go to the bathroom, put on his heavy wedding clothes, and simply freshen up.

She wondered in her heart: In the Great Eastern Palace, His Highness the Crown Prince didn't even have a maid or **** to serve in close quarters? Could it be that he does not like to be served?

When she came out, she saw Huo Du leaning on the happy bed, holding a book in his hand, looking through it seriously...

On the wedding night, he... actually read a book?

Lezhi was puzzled.

She recalled what she had learned in the past three days in her mind. The palace specially sent an old maid to teach her etiquette for the prince's wedding. In addition to the royal etiquette of Daqi, mama also explained to her in detail all the things that should be paid attention to on the wedding night—

For example, how to please the husband, how to let the husband play with it at will...

Thinking of this, her eyes were a little sore, and her cheeks began to heat.

However, she couldn't back down.

Today, dignity is too extravagant for her.

She approached him slowly, trying her best to pull out a charming smile.

After a long time, Huo Du seemed to have just remembered her. He raised his eyes to look at her, and pointed to the distance—

Le Zhi looked along the line of sight, it was the direction of the warm pavilion...

Is he going to let her go to sleep in the warm pavilion?

Le Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, turned and walked towards the warm pavilion.

At the moment she turned around, the person behind her pursed her lips, a sneer appeared on her face, and a very thin silver needle was vaguely caught between his fingers, he stared at Lezhi's footsteps and counted silently: " One step, two steps..."

When I was about to count three steps, my fingers also tightened...

However, Le Zhi stopped. She only took two steps forward, then turned and walked back.

Standing in front of Huo Du again, looking at his expressionless face, Le Zhi smiled lightly, his fox eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Huo Du chuckled, "Want to sleep with me?"

Le Zhi was stunned for a breath. His tone was casual, and he didn't even call himself "orphan".

She nodded meekly and hummed softly.

Then, Huo Du spread his hands towards her, revealing his pure white palms.

Le Zhi took a deep breath, lowered his eyes and put his trembling hands on his palms, his sweaty palms touched a piece of ice...

"But, it will hurt."

The clear voice came into my ears, and the teachings of the old lady and the vivid patterns in the picture albums poured into my mind...

Then, the hands were clenched tightly.

Le Zhi's heart trembled instantly, and his face was as pale as the moon.