Chu Zhixia let Yun Chu hold her.
After taking two steps, she spoke slowly: "I heard that Miss Yun has an older brother?"
She had cried just now and her voice was hoarse.
"Yes, I have an older brother." A bright smile appeared on the girl's face, "My older brother is amazing!"
Chu Zhixia smiled and said, "I have also heard about Master Yun's excellence."
In fact, she lived deep in the palace and rarely went out. She had never heard of the deeds of the eldest young master of the Yun family, but she knew that the Yun family was a first-class general's residence.
The First Grade General's Mansion should be no less impressive than the Lu Family.
Since you can't marry your sweetheart, it's better to change your mind.
The Queen Mother dreams of regaining the country that belongs to her father. Yi Yi is secretly plotting if the Yun family can be used by the Queen Mother...
Thinking of this, Chu Zhixia felt a little sad.
In fact, she did not agree with what the Queen Mother did.
But now, apart from this, she doesn't seem to know what she can do.
She spoke slowly: "Miss Yun, this direction is to the Buddhist temple..."
She chuckled and said, "Miss Yun must not be familiar with the route in the palace. I'd better send Miss Yun to meet up with the Yun family."
Yunchu couldn't help but stick out his tongue.
Although she often visited the palace, she only went to a few specific places and became confused as she walked.
Chu Zhixia took Yun Chu back. She wanted to see the eldest young master of the Yun family. If possible, she was willing to cause an accident so that the eldest young master of the Yun family would have to take responsibility for her and marry her...
Along the way, she had been insinuating Yunze's affairs.
As they approached the door of the banquet, a woman walked towards her, wearing a light pink dress, gentle and elegant.
Yun Chu approached Chu Zhixia and whispered: "Princess, have you seen this woman? She is my future sister-in-law, my eldest brother's sweetheart, and she will be engaged soon."
"Yes, really?" Chu Zhixia's face froze, "That's good, that's good..."
When lovers finally get married, it is the best thing in the world.
How could she bear to ruin other people's marriages.
"Chu'er, your elder brother is looking for you in the west. Where have you been? Don't get lost." Liu Qianqian came over and looked at the woman beside Yun Chu. After looking at it for a while, she finally realized, "Give it to Princess Fukang. Please greet me."
Chu Zhixia waved her hand: "It's good that Miss Yun meets her family. I'll leave first."
She turned around and walked away, her figure somewhat deserted.
She was just a little bit away from making a big mistake...
After the New Year, the imperial court issued a decree for the eldest young master of the Lu family to marry a noblewoman from the capital. They were engaged in March and the wedding was scheduled for June.
Chu Zhixia's marriage had also been chosen, and it was a marriage chosen for her by Empress Dowager Feng herself.
"From now on, when you get married, you will be the mistress of the house." The Queen Mother was talking to Chu Zhixia, "The Jie family is a serious second-class mansion, and it holds great power. This marriage is not bad."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Rui stepped in and frowned: "There are three legitimate sons in the Jie family, but all three of them are married. Is the eldest sister marrying a concubine of the Jie family?"
The room suddenly became quiet.
This silence gave Chu Rui an ominous premonition: "Eldest sister?"
Chu Zhixia lowered her head and said in a calm tone: "I am marrying Mr. Xie, the head of the Jie family, to be the wife of the head of the Jie family."
"Wha, what?" Chu Rui's body shook violently. He supported the desk and said in disbelief, "Queen Mother, Grandma, is what the eldest sister said true?"
Empress Dowager Feng's voice was calm: "We have already exchanged invitations, and the wedding will be in June."
"No!" Chu Rui lost his voice, "He is more than ten years old. He is enough to be our father. Why would he marry his eldest sister to such an old man? Moreover, he married three wives, all of whom died. He Order your wife!"
"Rui'er, your words are a bit ridiculous." Empress Dowager Feng twitched her lips, "Since ancient times, marriage has been a major event, the parents' agreement, the matchmaker's words, the Ai family and the reconciliation family all agreed, and both men and women nodded. Where is the turn? If you don’t agree, stop saying childish things.”
Chu Rui looked at Chu Zhixia: "Sister, did you really nod?"
Chu Zhixia raised her head and looked into his eyes: "Yes, I am willing to marry you."
Chu Rui took a deep breath.
He grabbed Chu Zhixia's arm forcefully and dragged her outside Kangning Palace.
Because of the excessive exertion, he was exhausted, clutching his chest and gasping for air.
"Eldest sister, did the Queen Mother force you to marry into the Jie family?" He gritted his teeth and said, "For the sake of the throne, the Queen Mother did such a thing. I am so disappointed in her! Eldest sister, I will arrange for someone to send you out." Palace, you hide for a while while I deal with the Queen Mother in the palace. After the engagement is terminated, the eldest sister will return to Beijing."
"Rui'er, no one is forcing me." Chu Zhixia smiled softly, "I am already twenty-one years old. It is difficult for me to get married as I am getting older. Your marriage is the best thing I can choose. Moreover, since Mr. Jie has had several wives, the Emperor will not interfere too much... This marriage is really going well..."
"No, it's not good." Chu Rui hugged Chu Zhixia, "To marry such a person, it's better not to get married. Sister, let's escape from the palace together."
"What are you talking about?" Chu Zhixia still smiled gently, "A woman's destination in life is to get married and have children. Rui'er, I want your blessing, is that okay?"
She took Chu Rui's hand and led him towards Jinying Palace.
The two of them were just like they were when they were children, with the elder sister holding the younger brother and relying on each other...
Next, Chu Zhi embroidered the wedding dress in the summer.
Chu Rui became busy, trying to recruit connections in the west to ruin the marriage.
But he was too weak. No matter how hard he tried, he could not shake the marriage. In the blink of an eye, it was June.
The eldest young master of the Lu family is getting married.
Mr. Jie, the head of the Jie family, also married.
Chu Rui carried Chu Zhixia on his back and sat in the sedan chair. He rode a tall horse and personally sent his eldest sister to Jie's house.
The Xie family is a second-grade residence. Even if Mr. Xie marries his wife for the first time, there will be an endless stream of guests coming to congratulate him. The whole place is full of people and full of joy.
Po Xi took Chu Zhixia out of the sedan chair and handed the big red flower to Master Xie. The newlyweds walked into the lobby and began to worship heaven and earth.
Chu Rui stood among the guests, looking at Chu Zhixia silently with her eyes.
Soon, the bride was sent to the bridal chamber.
Chu Rui mixed in the crowd and followed silently towards the bridal chamber.
He saw that the new house was very big, bigger than his eldest sister's bedroom in the palace. The west part was filled with ice cubes, which dissipated the summer heat. The number of ice cubes was more than that in the palace.
He thought that although the eldest sister did not marry her sweetheart, at least she would be free and stable in the future.
Moreover, Mr. Jie's parents are both dead, and there are no elders above him. It should be very comfortable for the eldest sister to be in charge of the house.
Only those three legitimate sons...
Chu Rui's eyes turned cold and he looked at the three men standing together not far away, who were the legitimate sons of the Jie family.
In the past few months, he has thought of ways to create a little trouble for these three people and make them disappear forever.
In this way, the child born to the eldest sister will be the only legitimate son of the Jie family.
