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Chapter 825: Xi Jin worships the church


There are some things that there is no need to do it yourself.

A borrowed knife is the best weapon to kill someone.

"The Emperor has arrived," the eunuch sang loudly. \ Everyone stood up, and then the empress dowager and the emperor came out and sat down in their respective seats.

The guests bowed and sat down again after receiving the emperor's words.

"It's an auspicious time," the master of ceremonies shouted, and firecrackers sounded outside the palace gate.

Everyone looked over and saw Xi Jin, dressed in a bright red groom's suit, holding Luo Shiyun, who was also wearing a red wedding dress, tightly holding her hand and walking in slowly.

The groom is as gentle as jade, and the bride is delicate and cute.

They walked in so slowly, they are a perfect match, as if they were a match made in heaven.

Shen Yunya raised her eyes and looked closely at the two people who walked in slowly.

Her ears were full of what the guests said about how they were a perfect match and what a golden girl they were.

All of this was just like that day a month ago.

Brother Jin carried her on his back and walked into the palace gate.

It felt as if time had stopped at that moment, full of happiness, as if they were the only ones in the world.

At that time, she thought that the happiest person in the world was her.

Xi Jin held Luo Shiyun's hand.

When passing Shen Yunya's banquet table, she seemed to be unable to bear it.

She looked up at her with deep affection and nostalgia.

Finally, she slowly looked away and held Luo Shiyun's hand firmly.

The poem rhymes in front of the emperor and empress.

"Brother Jin."

Looking at Xi Jin's fleeting glance full of affection, Shen Yunya felt her heart trembling.

Brother Jin still looked at her like this at this time.

He must have chosen Luo Shiyun to stimulate her.

Shen Yunya gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and tried her best to endure their worship.

It was obvious that this was only for married women, so why could a concubine have this?

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two bows to Gaotang."

Hearing this, Shen Yunya couldn't help but look at Feng Tianlan, hoping that she would stop this ridiculous worship ceremony out of jealousy again.

However, she watched for a long time, but saw no action, and could only curse in her heart. , bitch "Husband and wife bow to each other."

"Send it to the bridal chamber."

Shen Yunya looked at the place where they were walking hand in hand toward the bedroom, and her eyes turned red with hatred.

That new house and that position belonged to her.

How could that bitch Luo Shiyun be qualified to have a bridal chamber with Brother Jin there?

Feng Tianlan listened to the emperor's kind words and asked Xilin in a low voice, "Sister Lin, it's understandable that the concubine invites you for a drink, but this worship service" is a bit unreasonable.

"That's the Luo family.

It's equivalent to giving her the honor of being a concubine.

She is a concubine among common people.

In other words, as long as she is not the crown princess, she is the biggest woman in the East Palace."

Xilin looked at Shen Yunya who was gritting her teeth and wishing she could stretch her head, and sneered, "Besides, this can still stimulate her, and it is estimated that she will have no chance to become the princess.

If she wants to come, she will have to succumb to Luo Shiyun.

Then it will be a big show.”

Feng Tianlan even frowned, "But like this, Brother Jin..."

"Tianlan."

Xilin raised her head and looked at Feng Tianlan seriously, "The world is like this.

It's not just the palace.

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Even for ordinary people, it's normal for them to have three wives and four concubines.

It's even more so for a fire in the backyard."

Wanting to have two people for the rest of her life is simply a dream.

Even if she is a princess, she would not dare to think so, but as a woman, she is unwilling to do so, but she has to accept it.

This is the helplessness and sadness of women

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