Chapter 141: The Prince Marries a Daughter 2

Jiang Lang slept very heavily last night, probably feeling a lot of relaxed. After returning to the house given by the prince, he lay down and waited until Sun Yuanbiao knocked on the door and was awakened. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the genius was slightly bright.

stretched and Jiang Lang said, "I said Yuan Biao, it's not dawn yet."

Sun Yuanbiao outside quickly said, "Sir, it's not dawn yet, but today is your happy day, and there are still many things to do. You will go to the palace to welcome the bride in a while, and come back and forth after the bride. Then the third prince will come..."

"Okay, OK!"

Jiang Lang quickly stopped him and said, "Stop talking, I know, I will get up right away."

Sun Yuanbiao still did not give up urging at this time, and continued through the door: "The money has risen. Now he is arranging someone to go to the wedding. The washing is also ready. Why don't I ask someone to send it to you directly and arrange someone to scout you to wash? There are many people in this mansion now."

"There is no need. You ask someone to bring the water in and I can wash it myself."

Jiang Lang hurriedly said that he was so old that he would be watched by several women when he was taking a shower. He felt a little uncomfortable.

Sun Yuanbiao outside agreed. After a while, someone carried the bathtub in, and then there was hot water. After Jiang Lang finished washing, he turned a little white that day.

After Jiang Lang finished washing up, someone naturally changed his clothes to the groom. At the same time, Jiang Lang was not ashamed to ask for some questions about getting married like Mr. Qian, who was standing aside. After all, Jiang Lang didn't know the way of getting married in ancient China. Moreover, the people who came today sometimes had some ministers in the court who would not have any etiquette at that time, which would be embarrassing.

The weather is good today, and the sun is shining brightly. The northern sun climbs into the sky early in the morning. This already a bit cold early winter brings rare warmth.

After Jiang Lang changed his clothes, he rode a prepared tall horse. Behind him, this was a big red sedan chair that eight people must carry. The drum musicians had been at the door. When Jiang Lang came out, they also whispered to the prince's mansion. Because this time he married the adopted daughter of the third prince, Mr. Qian was not stingy at all. The drum musicians he invited were not only the best in the capital, but also the number of people was very spectacular.

This scared the people around the house. Originally, the house was empty, but a lot of people suddenly came to take care of it the day before yesterday. Yesterday, they even started to arrange it. It looked like there was a happy event. So many people guessed who the owner of the house was. However, Jiang Lang's exposure rate in the capital was too low. After guessing, no one could guess Jiang Lang's identity. But at least one thing they were sure of, that is, these people had many origins, and there were so many bride-welcoming teams that went out early in the morning. There were more than fifty bride-walkers alone. Not to mention some other people, the entire team had as many as hundreds of people. Only those nobles could have this scale of bride-welcoming city. Therefore, Jiang Lang's identity was once again covered with a mysterious color.

Just when Jiang Lang came in to welcome the bride, the prince's mansion was also very lively. As the saying goes, people feel refreshed when they are happy, so the three princes and princesses are naturally dressed up and waiting for Jiang Lang's team to come to the door.

In Zi Ling's room, Zi Ling was sitting quietly on the stool. She was already wearing the red bride's clothes, the fiery red veil was folded neatly, held by the maid next to her, and Zi Yu was carefully dressing her up.

After gently pressing Zi Ling's hair with her hands, Zi Yu picked up a golden hairpin and inserted it on Zi Ling's head, then sighed: "Sister, you are so beautiful today."

Indeed, Zi Ling is indeed very beautiful today. She is already very beautiful and has become more beautiful after being carefully dressed up today.

A hint of blush appeared on Zi Ling's face and said, "Sister, it is said that when a woman is the most beautiful, it is the time to get married. Are you right?"

Zi Yu nodded and said, "Yes, sister, you are the most beautiful today. Although we are twin sisters, you can compare your sister today."

After hearing this, Zi Ling turned her head and looked at Zi Yu, and suddenly asked, "When was that time when was the most beautiful sister?"

Zi Yu was stunned, then his body froze, then smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry about these things. Can I lose to you as my sister? Although General Wang is good, there are so many good men in the Ming Dynasty. Are you still worried that my sister will not get married?"

"But the emperor gave the marriage to his sister."

Zi Ling hurriedly said, "Today should be my sister's wedding."

"Don't think so."

As he said that, Zi Yu put on makeup for Zi Ling and smiled and said, "Do you know why the prince called General Wang to choose? You know that the person in his heart is you. The so-called men are afraid of entering the wrong career, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. The prince does this for the sake of his sister. If it is me who gets married today, then all three of us will not be happy. Okay, don't think so much. Today is your happy day. You should be happy, don't cry."

As he was speaking, the sound of firecrackers came from outside the door, and the sound of crackling sounded throughout the palace.

"Mr. Wang is here."

Zi Yu smiled and picked up the red veil from the maid next to him, gently covered Zi Ling's head, and then said softly: "Be a bride. From today on, you will be someone else's wife. You know, sometimes don't be willful."

Zi Ling nodded slightly, then stood up, and the maid next to her immediately stepped forward to support her and walked out of the gate.

Jiang Lang outside the door was now anxiously waiting for Zi Ling to appear, but before long, Zi Ling, wearing red makeup, came out of the door with the help of her maid, and beside her were the prince, the princess and others.

Jiang Lang hurried forward and bowed, "Son-in-law, greetings to his father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Zi Ling is the adopted daughter of the prince. Jiang Lang called the third prince a father-in-law, and that was not wrong.

The third prince nodded, put Zi Ling's hand on Jiang Lang's hand, and said, "I won't say much. Today I will hand over my daughter to you. You have to treat her well in the future. Don't let her down. If you let her down, I will be the first to refuse you, do you know?"

Jiang Lang looked at Zi Ling with a red veil and said, "My father-in-law and mother-in-law, please rest assured. I swear to God that I will take good care of her and love her in this life. If it goes against it, the laws of heaven will not tolerate it."
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