MTL - On the Day the Scumbag Got Married, I Lay Flat and Became His Sister-in-law-Chapter 300 want to change bride

  Chapter 300 Want to Change Bride

   Concubine Xian knew that many things had happened recently, and looked at Zhou Xing's eyes again. Seeing her son's depression in her heart made her feel uncomfortable as a mother and concubine.

   "Ah Xing, don't worry, I will tell your royal father to let him eat the wedding wine between you and Chaoyan." Concubine Xian wanted to appease Zhou Xing.

  Among all the concubines in the harem, she is the most favored one, and she can speak in front of Emperor Chengde.

  If she blows the pillow wind, Emperor Chengde should sell her face, at least not let the world become a laughing stock on the day of this child's marriage.

   She was even more dissatisfied with Liu Chaoyan.

  At this juncture, Liu Chaoyan should be able to get married with peace of mind, but she and Gu Xiyan made troubles all over the city, allowing the common people to have a chance to see Ah Xing's jokes.

  It's useless to regret it now, and now we are going to get married, and there is too little time. If not, she would like Ah Xing to change to another bride.

   "What the mother and concubine said may not be useful. No one can influence what the father decides." Zhou Xing's eyebrows were low.

  Concubine Xian could hear the meaning behind his words: "Do you think His Majesty will go to eat that wedding wine?"

"It is a fact that the father is against him. Otherwise, the father would not have announced the establishment of the crown prince on the agenda when he came back." Zhou Xing smiled bitterly: "I even feel that the father has not established a crown prince these years. To wait for his return."

   So, what is he?

  After so many years, why did the emperor give him the illusion that there is no other more suitable candidate for the crown prince besides him?

  Concubine Xian wanted to say that Zhou Xing was overthinking, but this child was right about one thing, if His Majesty really wanted to make Ah Xing the crown prince, he should have decided on the heir apparent a few years ago.

  But it took until this year to let go, and the mention of Li Chujun was still mentioned when Zhou Mu returned. This timing is very delicate, and people have to think about it.

   "Do you think Chaoyan's fate is really bad? Ever since you got engaged to her, nothing has gone smoothly, even you have closed your doors and thought about your mistakes." Concubine Xian unconsciously blamed Liu Chaoyan again.

  Zhou Xing sighed softly: "What does this matter have to do with Chaoyan?! Concubine Mu, don't mention this to Chaoyan, otherwise she will be saddened to hear it."

  He remembered that his mother and concubine liked Chaoyan very much, but hated Xiyan very much.

  How come Chaoyan became his fiancée, but the mother and concubine always blamed Chaoyan?

  Concubine Xian was dissatisfied with Zhou Xing's speaking to Liu Chaoyan, but she also knew that her son would never leave her mother, and when Liu Chaoyan entered the door, her son would only get farther and farther away from her mother concubine.

  Zhou Xing sat in Ganquan Palace for half an hour before leaving the palace.

  The day of getting married is getting closer and closer, but he doesn't feel the joy of being a bridegroom at all, his mind is full of Zhou Mu, maybe he is still worried that he will be robbed of the limelight by Zhou Mu on the day of his marriage.

  When he was leaving the palace, he suddenly thought, if Liu Chaoyan hadn't proposed that Gu Xiyan get married on the day when the dragon raised his head, those people wouldn't have to hesitate which one to go to for a wedding...

  In Xuanchanghou's mansion, Princess Duanqing and Princess Yongjia also received word that Zhou Mu was the eldest son of Emperor Chengde.

  Recalling what happened before, Princess Duanqing suddenly wanted to understand why Emperor Chengde defended Zhou Mu and Gu Xiyan everywhere that day.

"It's a good thing you didn't turn your back on me. The girl sent you pills. Although the rash on your body hasn't completely disappeared, it's no longer itchy." Princess Duanqing sighed softly and said, "Yongjia, you won't get rid of it anymore." Thinking about Zhou Mu."

  Princess Yongjia's life was worse than death in the past few days, and she walked on the edge of life and death, but she really didn't have any mood to think about romantic affairs.

  Now that she knows Zhou Mu's true identity, she still feels a little eager to move.

   "If I can marry Mr. Zhou, he will become the master of the East Palace in the future, then the most noble woman around him may be me." Princess Yongjia touched her face while speaking, and was immediately discouraged.

  She looks like this now, which man would like her?

   "Zhou Mu is not interested in you, why do you ask for trouble?" Princess Duanqing patted the back of her hand: "As far as I know, His Majesty intends to marry you, and Zhou Mu has no chance for you."

  When Zhou Mu's identity was not known before, Zhou Mu had dismissed Yongjia. Now knowing that Zhou Mu is the child of the Queen, it is even more impossible for Yongjia to have a chance.

   What's more, Yongjia's face is currently invisible, which is the most realistic problem.

   Princess Yongjia was silent. Recently, she has suffered a lot, when the itching is so intense that she only thinks that she can be relieved from this endless itching, and when the itching is gone, she wants to get rid of all the marks on her body.

  She also knows that she can't see people now, and it's almost impossible for Zhou Mu to fall in love with her, but she is always unwilling in her heart.

  Princess Duanqing persuaded her again before leaving the other garden where Princess Yongjia lived.

   Princess Yongjia looked at the bright sky outside the window, remembered Zhou Mu's face like a banished fairy, and couldn't help sighing.

  In the evening of that day, Xu Yanqing, Dong Yong, Wang Yi'an and several other family members went to Baixianglou for a drink, and they even chose a secluded high-end box.

  Zhao Qingqi is the eldest son of Zhao Wen, Zuodu Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, because Zhao Wen is a speech officer, and he is usually strictly controlled, and he is not allowed to come to the place of fireworks.

   Today I followed everyone to Baixianglou because I wanted to inquire about the news. This time I came to Baixianglou, and I also got Zhao Wen's permission.

   Just sitting in the pink pile, he is very uncomfortable.

  Wang Yi'an is a frequent visitor to the place of fireworks, so he winked at Guan'er when he saw this, "Go and accompany Mr. Zhao."

  Guan'er sat down beside Zhao Qingqi as promised, making Zhao Qingqi blush with nervousness. He was a gentle man, and his blushing at first made all the young masters laugh.

  Zhao Qingqi squeezed closer to Xu Yanqing, and asked in a low voice: "Yanqing, did you hear something?"

  Xu Yanqing took a sip of wine, saw a woman approaching, impatiently drove all the women including Guan'er out of the box. When he felt calm, he asked, "What's the matter?"

   "Zhou Mu is His Majesty's eldest son."

  As soon as Zhao Qingqi mentioned Zhou Mu, all the young masters present fell silent strangely.

   They made an appointment to have flower wine here today, not for pleasure, but more or less to exchange information about Zhou Mu.

  All the young masters present are from famous families, even if they haven't become official yet, they will become official in the future. Since sooner or later he will enter the officialdom, it is very important who will be the monarch of the Jin Dynasty in the future.

  Thinking about the last time I met Zhou Mu on the night of New Year's Eve, everyone felt a little complicated.

   At that time, everyone's eyes were mostly on Gu Xiyan, a beauty. No matter how good-looking Zhou Mu was, men still liked to look at women more.

  Everyone's initial impression of Zhou Mu was that he was really good-looking and had an outstanding temperament, but the background of such a good-looking person is not simple, which is even more remarkable.

  (end of this chapter)