Princess Consort Is No Pushover

Nalan Meng said domineeringly: "Why don't you say that there are many men who envy the virtuous king?"

After speaking, she sat upright and stopped talking.

Seeing the princess's confident appearance, Zhishu fell in love with her even more!

She just likes an independent, domineering and confident woman like her princess. Looking around, such a woman is really rare.

It is indeed more enviable that the virtuous king can marry their princess!

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After leaving the alley, Liu Er kept running in the city.

As she ran, tears streamed down her face.

Thinking of how embarrassed she was in front of King Xian just now, she wished she could find a hole in the ground and get in.

Seeing the bustling wedding scene, her heart felt as if it was stuffed with countless cotton.

Only after hearing the comments of those common people did she know how far the gap between her and Nalan Meng was.

She and the virtuous king are the same golden boy and jade girl, so what is she?

How can a person like her be worthy of a virtuous king?

She will never be whimsical again!

At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, and the sky seemed to be wrapped in a layer of black clouds, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

Seeing that it seemed to be raining heavily, Liu'er hurried to the direction of Prince Li's Mansion.

"Miss Liu Er, Miss Liu Er." At this moment, Mo Yu's voice came from behind her.

Liu Er was stunned. When she turned around, she saw Mo Yu running over with a red umbrella.

She hurriedly said, "Brother Mo Yu, what's wrong?"

Mo Yu ran up to Liu'er, and quickly handed her the red umbrella, "Miss, my lord was worried that you would get wet from the rain, so he asked me to bring you an umbrella. Here, you can use it!"

As he spoke, he handed the umbrella to Liu'er.

Liu'er looked at the red umbrella and quickly shook her head, "Brother Mo Yu, this is the umbrella that the prince and the princess will use to get married. I can't have it. Take it back!"

She can no longer be favored by King Xian, otherwise she will never forget him in her life.

Mo Yu anxiously said: "No, the lord has already ordered, he insists on me bringing you this umbrella, you just accept it!"

As he spoke, he handed the umbrella to Liu'er again.

Liu'er resolutely said: "Brother Mo Yu, I really can't take it. The newcomer's umbrella cannot be given to others, otherwise it will be unlucky. Take the umbrella back quickly. I have something to do. I have to go first. Goodbye !"

After Liu'er finished speaking, she turned around and ran towards the Li Palace.

Seeing her so determined, Mo Yu could only sigh.

He saw the dark sky, quickly picked up the umbrella and ran back.

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At this time, Liu'er was running, when suddenly there was another "bang", and at the moment of thunder, there was pouring rain.

Big raindrops hit her, and she quickly ran forward with her arms folded.

The heavy rain was mixed with strong wind, which made her shaky. She ran in the street alone, unable to tell whether it was rain or tears on her face.

Running and running, she stopped suddenly, not wanting to run anymore!

Anyway, she was soaked through, so what if she ran again? It didn't change the fact that she was drenched all over.

She walked silently in the rain alone, with a lot of thoughts in her heart.

The virtuous king is married, he has a beloved wife, and he will never take care of her like before, let alone teach her to read, write, read poems and draw pictures.

He will no longer smile gently at her, will not hold her by the sleeve to find her sister, will not relieve her when she is sad, will not coax her to take medicine when she is sick, and force her to eat severely.

He will take care of Nalan Meng in the future, and it will be Nalan Meng who will love him dearly.

For a person like her, it's better to stop wishful thinking and stay away from him.

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When Yun Ruoyue and Chu Xuanchen were about to go out, it suddenly rained heavily, and they had no choice but to turn back to the Xingchen Pavilion, planning to wait for the rain to stop before leaving.

At this time, Feng'er's voice came from outside, "Princess, Miss Liu'er is back!"

"Liu'er is back?" Yun Ruoyue hurried out.

As soon as she walked out, she saw Liu'er standing at the door.

At this moment, Liu'er was soaked all over, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, her body was shaking non-stop, she looked as if she was frozen.

She hurriedly said: "Liu'er, why are you so wet, where have you been?"

Liu'er tried her best to pull out a smile, and said weakly: "Sister, I just went out to take a breath, don't worry, I'm fine..."

As soon as the words fell, Liu'er's eyes went dark and she fainted on the ground.

"Liu'er!" Yun Ruoyue quickly squatted down and said, "Feng'er, Liu'er may have caught the cold, help her to her room, change her clothes, and then give her medicine."

"Yes, Wangfei." Feng'er said anxiously.

At this moment, Liu'er was curled up on the ground, her skin was as pale as paper, and her lips were slightly blue.

She was very thin, like a wounded little animal, looking pitiful and innocent.

Seeing her like this, Yun Ruoyue felt very distressed.

Soon, the servants helped Liu'er to her room, and Yun Ruoyue and Feng'er went to take care of her.

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On the other side, when King Xian and the others were on their way, it rained heavily.

Pea-sized raindrops hit the wedding party, soaking everyone's clothes at once, and King Xian had to take everyone to find a place to shelter from the rain.

Soon, the welcoming team dispersed to shelter from the rain in some shops on the street.

That day, there was a strong wind, dark clouds covered the sun, and the thunder was rolling. The bride could not stop moaning and sighing.

What bad luck!

On such a happy day, it rained heavily.

She has been a matchmaker for so many years, and she rarely sees such a thing, which shows how unlucky King Xian and Princess Xian are.

At this time, the sedan chair was also carried to a roof to shelter from the rain.

In the sedan chair, Nalan Meng opened the red hijab and was quietly looking at a volume of business books, while Zhishu next to him had a worried expression on his face.

Zhishu took a look at the sky outside, and sighed heavily, "Princess, Qin Tianjian obviously counted the days and said today is a good day for marriage, why is the weather so bad? Such weather is really not good. auspicious."

Nalan Meng looked at the scroll in his hand without even raising his head, "What's so unlucky? I never believed in these things, so don't worry about them."

"But princess, this is the day you and the virtuous king got married. It's really unlucky that there is a heavy rain on such a good day." Zhishu said, his heart jumped up uneasy.

She always had a bad premonition in her heart, and she always felt that the rain from the sky seemed to be heralding something.

Nalan Meng said speechlessly: "I never believe in heaven or fate, I only believe in myself. What God, I'm not as useful as myself."

"God wants the rain to find bad luck for me, right? I'm not as good as it wants. I want to get married and live a good life. And this rain is not bad luck for me, I just treat it like raindrops like me , come to congratulate me!"