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Before the auspicious time arrived, Prince Huai, Xie Xuanjin, arrived at the Yongning Marquis's residence early.

While waiting for the auspicious hour, Xie Xuanjin and Marquis Yongning entered the study and discussed something.

Back in the hall, Song Qingning was just coming out.

She walked slowly in her wedding dress, her face veiled by a fan, unlike any other time.

Xie Xuanjin recalled the scene from his dream. There was a wedding in his dream, but he was the only one there.

Song Qingning walked closer to her, and the scene in her dream seemed to overlap with what was in front of her.

After bidding farewell to the Yongning Marquis's family, Song Qingning boarded the bridal sedan chair, and the wedding procession was grand and impressive.

It has been a long time since the capital has hosted such a grand wedding.

The dowry stretched for an unknown distance, and along the way, the wedding procession distributed lucky money, with each person who received it offering their blessings.

However, there are a few exceptions.

The money was stuffed into Jiang Tong's hand, and Jiang Tong felt it was burning hot.

She looked at the dowry, each load heavy and crammed full.

Just now, a breeze blew up the red silk, and under the silk, the objects were clearly the finest things imaginable.

Unlike Song Qingyan's dowry...

If the marriage had been changed, and the younger brother had married Song Qingning instead of Song Qingyan, then all the dowry would have belonged to the Jiang family.

Even if Song Qingning was still considered the daughter of a concubine's second wife and didn't have such a large dowry, the Marquis's family would compensate her after she was recognized by the main branch of the family.

pity……

Jiang Tong clutched the wedding money, filled with regret and resentment. She wished she could turn back time, but she was powerless to do anything about it.

In the end, all the blame could only be placed on Song Qingyan.

"Mother is right. Song Qingyan is a jinx. She caused my younger brother to fail the imperial examination and now her whereabouts are unknown."

"If it weren't for her, my brother would have married Song Qingning!"

"It's truly bad luck that the Jiang family has lost so much money!"

Jiang Tong's teeth ached just looking at the dowry.

Another place.

Song Qingyan also received the lucky money.

She wore a veiled hat; during this time, she even slept with a veil on. Several times when she went out, the wind blew up the veil, and some people recognized her.

Those pointing fingers and whispers lingered in her mind.

Afterwards, she locked herself in her room, and only came out today, when Song Qingning got married.

Such a magnificent spectacle of ten miles of red bridal procession stung her eyes.

As the bridal sedan chair passed by her, the wind lifted the curtain.

Inside the enormous bridal sedan chair, Song Qingning, dressed in a magnificent wedding gown, appeared even more disheveled and wretched.

"Song Qingning!" Song Qingyan gritted her teeth.

Jealousy and resentment mingled in her heart, and she wished she could rush forward and ruin the wedding.

But she didn't even have the ability to get close to the bridal sedan chair; she could only watch, letting jealousy gnaw at her soul.

The bridal sedan chair arrived at the Prince of Huai's residence.

Xie Xuanjin welcomed Song Qingning into the mansion, followed by a wedding ceremony. After all the tedious procedures were completed, Song Qingning finally sat in the bridal chamber.

In her past life, she married Jiang Sheng, and the wedding ceremony was very simple.

The wedding date between her and the Prince of Huai was set in a hurry. She originally thought it was just a formality, but what she saw just now showed that every detail was meticulous and well-organized, unlike anything that could be prepared in a month.

The phoenix crown on my head made my neck ache.

Song Qingning put down the fan and prepared to stretch her muscles.

"Your Highness..."

Hongling's surprised voice came from outside the new house.

Then a deep voice hummed in response, and the door creaked open.

Before Song Qingning could even raise her fan to cover her face, she met Xie Xuanjin's slightly startled gaze.

Caught slacking off...

Song Qingning took a deep breath, then calmly picked up the wedding fan, resuming her dignified demeanor as a "princess".

Upon assuming the position of "Princess," she was caught slacking off by her superiors.

When Xie Xuanjin approached, Song Qingning felt it necessary to explain, "I was able to relax a bit when no one was around. Your Highness, please rest assured, as there were people present. I was certain that I would have maintained the proper decorum of a princess."

Empress Meng did not teach her manners because she was protecting and cherishing her.

However, a princess must also maintain proper decorum; at the very least, she cannot lose face or make a fool of herself.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Xuanjin frowned.

She still referred to herself as "your subject," her gaze sweeping over her collar. "That jade pendant, you're not wearing it?"

Song Qingning: "..."

He seemed to care a lot about that jade pendant.

"I will wear it," Song Qingning replied.

Xie Xuanjin frowned even more deeply, but only for a moment before his brows relaxed, and he sat down next to Song Qingning.

The tall figure pressed down, and suddenly someone appeared beside her, very close. Song Qingning was stunned for a moment.

Even before evening, according to custom, the groom still has to toast outside.

But then he thought, as the Prince of Huai, given the current situation in the court, even if he changed the rules and didn't offer toasts, no one would dare to say anything.

But why is he in such a hurry to consummate the marriage...?

Song Qingning then realized that although the two had agreed to get married, they had not agreed to consummate their marriage.

It seems that the Prince of Huai is going to become a real couple.

Hey……

Song Qingning let out a long sigh.

In her past life, she married Jiang Sheng, but Jiang Tong interfered, and Jiang Sheng disliked her because of the scars on her body, so they never consummated their marriage.

She had no experience.

A few days ago, her nanny stuffed a fire-avoidance diagram into her room. She glanced at it a few times, but it wasn't as interesting as military strategy books and sword and kung fu manuals.

She didn't study it in depth.

I wonder if those few cursory glances will be enough for tonight.

While Song Qingning was lost in thought, Xie Xuanjin had already taken the ceremonial fan from her hand and removed the phoenix crown from her head.

With the weight of the phoenix crown no longer on her head, Song Qingning felt much more relaxed in her neck.

A sigh escaped her lips unconsciously. Unaware that the person holding the phoenix crown stiffened, a hint of panic flashed in their eyes, and they put down the crown and hurriedly left.

Song Qingning watched his retreating figure: "..."

He just... left like that?

No more wedding night?

He walked hurriedly, flicking his sleeves as he left.

Thinking back, she didn't say or do anything that displeased him... right?

As Song Qingning grew increasingly uncertain, Xie Xuanjin outside seemed to be giving Hongling instructions, though she couldn't hear clearly.

A moment later, Hongling entered with a smile on her face. "His Highness asked me to tell you that you don't need to be so reserved. You don't need to wear the phoenix crown. If you feel uncomfortable in your wedding dress, you can change into another one."

He only came here to ask him to take the phoenix crown?

It's not about consummating the marriage!

She didn't displease him at all!

Song Qingning let out a breath.

Then Hongling said, "The prince said that the young lady should have some snacks so she won't go hungry, and that she doesn't need to be so formal."

As soon as Hongling finished speaking, several maids filed in and laid out a table of snacks.

After all that fuss, Song Qingning was indeed hungry.

She had also discerned what the Prince of Huai meant.

The formalities performed for outsiders are already over.

Inside, there's no need to adhere to the rules of the wedding ceremony, and the bridal chamber is also within the rules of the wedding ceremony. In other words, the bridal chamber can be skipped!

Song Qingning felt even more relaxed.

She asked Hongling to bring her a set of red clothes so she could change out of her wedding attire.

Remembering how much the Prince of Huai had cared about whether she was wearing the jade pendant, she took it out and put it on before going to eat some snacks.

The lively sounds from the front yard drifted over as the sun gradually set, and the guests finally departed late at night.

Song Qingning had Hongling extinguish the candles and go to bed early.

Having ended everything, Xie Xuanjin went to Song Qingning's courtyard and looked at the dark new house.

"Your Highness, is the Princess Consort...asleep?" Uncle Qin glanced at his master.

Noticing the fleeting disappointment in the prince's eyes, she quickly said, "The princess must still be awake. The lights in the room are off because the princess is saving candles and is thrifty, which is a very good quality."

"The princess is waiting for the prince."

After saying this, Uncle Qin pushed Xie Xuanjin to the door.