My husband faked his death so I could remarry, but I got involved with my crazy brother and can'

Upon hearing this, Su Zhirou's expression instantly changed: "Sister, the young master is my husband, and we are to consummate our marriage tonight. You are the second young master's wife; how can you steal him away?"

"The Second Young Master's wife? The Second Young Master is already dead. Now the Heir Apparent is to inherit both families. Logically speaking, shouldn't I be considered the Heir Apparent's wife?"

As she spoke, Su Yingxue revealed her large, watery almond-shaped eyes and looked at Xie Huaiyun with great interest.

Having lived two lives, it took her a good look at the man's appearance.

The man was dressed in a red wedding robe, his long hair tied up high, his eyebrows and eyes were handsome with a distant coldness, his nose was high and his thin lips were slightly pursed. Just standing there, he was hard to ignore, especially the noble air about him that shrouded him in mystery and indifference.

At this moment, his phoenix eyes were expressionless, staring straight at her, those eyes unfathomable, like a deep, cold pool.

It looks pretty good.

This time, her gaze was not aggressive at all.

The two stared at each other, their gazes seemingly colliding and igniting sparks.

Soon, the man responded softly, "Mm."

"In that case, does that mean the Crown Prince agrees?"

These words carried a hint of pleasure, but Su Zhirou was instantly displeased: "Husband, you are my husband, how can you ignore me like this? If I suffer such humiliation, how can I have the face to live in this world?"

As she spoke, tears welled up in Su Zhirou's eyes, making her look incredibly pitiful.

Concubine Feng was heartbroken: "Young Master, you married my daughter. You can't treat her like this just because I'm a concubine!"

Xie Huaiyun's voice was extremely cold: "It was originally agreed that you would inherit both branches of the family line. If you feel wronged, then hang yourself."

After saying that, he raised his hand and reached out to Su Yingxue.

Su Yingxue understood and gently placed her hand on Xie Huaiyun's palm, a rare moment of peaceful coexistence between the two.

Although Xie Huaiyun found it strange, she still helped the person onto the bridal sedan chair, then mounted her horse and led the group away.

Seeing that Xie Huaiyun completely ignored her, Su Zhirou was stunned, her mind still replaying Xie Huaiyun's indifferent expression.

I had always heard that the Crown Prince was cold-blooded and heartless, and it turns out it was true.

Why was he so considerate to Su Yingxue, even personally welcoming her to the bridal sedan chair and giving her all the respect she deserved?

What did he take her for?

"Daughter, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and get in the sedan chair! If you miss today, you won't be able to enjoy such wealth and honor again," Aunt Feng urged.

Su Zhirou then came to her senses and hurriedly chased after the sedan chair.

The sedan bearers had already gone far away when Su Zhirou tripped over her long dress and fell down the steps.

The Duke's mansion was also decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers.

The Duke of Fuguo and Lady Wei sat in the hall, and tears streamed down Lady Wei's face.

Today was originally supposed to be the wedding day for her two sons.

Now look what happened; the youngest son was assassinated on his way back to Beijing, and his remains have vanished without a trace.

The eldest son inherited two wives' lineages and married Su Yingxue on behalf of Xie Huaixuan, thus leaving offspring for Xie Huaixuan's lineage. This can be considered the last effort they made for their youngest son.

"Alright, why are you crying on such a joyous day? Stop crying, the bride will be here soon," the Duke of Fuguo said, trying to comfort her.

Wei nodded and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Joyful music came from outside the mansion. Xie Huaiyun kicked open the sedan chair door and welcomed Su Yingxue out.

Su Yingxue was very cooperative throughout.

The elderly couple were immediately displeased when they saw that there was only one bride.

"Yun-ge, what's going on? Didn't we ask you to take on two households? Why are you only taking on one now? Hurry up and go welcome your sister-in-law over too."

"Mother knows you two don't get along, but now that Xuan-ge'er is dead, you'll be family from now on. As a man, you should soften your stance and stop arguing with her."

Ultimately, it was because she was deeply devoted to her youngest son, so naturally, she, as his mother-in-law, wouldn't say much.

Unfortunately, her son was not blessed and had no chance to live a harmonious life with her.

"Mother-in-law, I am Yingxue," Su Yingxue said, bowing gracefully to Madam Wei.

Wei Shi was stunned: "You're Yingxue, then what about your sister? Wait, did you do something again?"

Madam Wei knew her son well and immediately grabbed Xie Huaiyun's arm.

"She was unhappy that her son was taking on two wives and was making a huge fuss about it. She felt he was unworthy to be the wife of the heir. To avoid making his parents anxious, her son brought his second sister-in-law back to the wedding ceremony first."

"As for the second young lady of the Su family, she will remain in the manor, as if the two families had never been betrothed!"

Upon hearing this, Lady Wei was displeased: "Nonsense! This is an arranged marriage, decided by parents and matchmaker! Quickly, bring the heir apparent's wife back!"

"No need to answer, your daughter-in-law is here!"

Su Zhirou stepped down from the sedan chair, her once neat hair ornaments now disheveled and her clothes covered in dust. She was helped down by her maid, looking anxious, as if she were afraid that the Duke's mansion would abandon her.

Seeing her behavior, Wei Shi's goodwill towards her vanished completely.

She was indeed the daughter of a concubine, and she knew nothing of manners or etiquette.

Many guests laughed out loud upon seeing this:

"This Miss Su really doesn't know any manners. The groom didn't even kick the sedan chair door before running in himself. Look at how eager she is to come in. I really don't know how the Marquis's mansion raised her. She doesn't even know the most basic manners."

"Don't you know? She was born to a concubine. Nowadays, the Marquis's household favors concubines over wives. What kind of good daughter can a concubine raise?"

"But I think the young lady is quite nice. She's very polite and has the demeanor of a lady from a prominent family."

"Yes, although Miss Su's birth mother was a merchant, she was also of noble blood and was dignified and composed."

It wasn't that they didn't want to speak ill of Su Yingxue, but that they dared not.

Who doesn't know that the eldest daughter of the Su family is fiercely opposed to evil and vengeful?

If she holds a grudge, then there will be no peace in the household.

Even the young master Xie, whom no one dared to offend, had repeatedly fallen into her hands, let alone them.

In her haste, Su Zhirou forgot about etiquette and manners. Upon hearing these words, she was instantly filled with embarrassment and wished she could disappear into the ground.

But if she leaves now, the position of the Crown Prince's wife will fall into the hands of this wretched woman.

Since that's the case, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go through with it.

Fortunately, I had a round fan to cover my face, so I wasn't too ashamed.

"Alright, now that everyone's here, let's begin." Although the Duke of Fu was dissatisfied, she would eventually become his daughter-in-law.

Ultimately, we still have to give them some face.

"I bow to Heaven and Earth!"

Su Zhirou stepped forward, wanting to join in the wedding ceremony, but Xie Huaiyun stopped her: "Wait, my second brother is dead, and his wife is all alone. Since I need to take care of her, I must consider her feelings. Let's go through the wedding ceremony first."

Upon hearing this, Su Zhirou's face turned extremely ugly.

He's considerate of Su Yingxue's feelings, but what about her? She's his wife!

His lawfully wedded wife!

How could you treat her like this?

Lady Wei was deeply moved upon hearing this: "I knew you brothers had a good relationship. In that case, you may perform the wedding ceremony for your brother first!"

She naturally wanted to make it up to her youngest son, so she immediately agreed to Xie Huaiyun's decision.

Helpless, Su Zhirou could only grit her teeth and step back, watching helplessly as the two completed their marital ceremony.

"The ceremony is complete! Lead them to the bridal chamber!"

Su Zhirou stepped forward, about to push Su Yingxue aside, but Su Yingxue was pulled aside by Xie Huaiyun, who also threw the big red flower in her hand to Su Zhirou.

"Husband, what do you mean by this?" Su Zhirou forced a smile, thinking that Xie Huaiyun had some other plans.

Xie Huaiyun stood beside Su Yingxue; they were a perfect match, a match made in heaven.

But Su Zhirou automatically ignored everything, because this was her husband.

She is the only Crown Prince's wife.

And this widow can only remain a widow for the rest of her life.

"I have suddenly fallen ill and will not be able to perform the wedding ceremony with you. Guards!"

Xie Huaiyun clapped her hands, and Rong Jing, who was beside her, immediately took out a rooster.

"Giggle~"

The rooster crowed loudly in the hall.

Su Zhirou had a vague sense of foreboding: "What does my husband mean by this?"

"It's the same as you marrying this chicken."