Abandoned Wife? Her Starlight Shall Blind You!-Chapter 207 - 150: Imperial Marriage Gift of Six Stunning Beauties

Chapter 207: Chapter 150: Imperial Marriage Gift of Six Stunning Beauties

Shen Ruoxi was startled, her expression full of surprise, "Is this true?"

"It’s absolutely true, Miss. The whole Capital City is talking about it. Even the Eldest Princess has personally gone there. Yet, despite Cheng Caiyun’s miserable state, the Emperor still refuses to let her return to the Capital City and insists on sending her to the nunnery," Chuntao said with certainty.

Shen Ruoxi gently pressed her lips together, thinking to herself, is this really just an accident?

Such a coincidental accident indeed seems a bit suspicious.

Her thoughts suddenly drifted back to what Jun Moling had once said in the carriage, "I will have someone take care of Cheng Caiyun."

At that time, she was feeling down and didn’t think deeply about it, assuming that sending Cheng Caiyun to the nunnery was the end of it.

Thinking about it now, the deeper meaning goes far beyond that.

How could it be such a coincidence that a well-behaved horse would suddenly get startled? How could she have fallen off the carriage?

Even more coincidental, the wheels of the carriage mercilessly rolled over her legs, leaving her disabled.

"Miss, do you think this is karma? Bad people get what they deserve," Chuntao said indignantly.

Fortunately, our own Miss is skilled in martial arts. If she were just an ordinary girl, she might have been the one caught in the scandal on the day of Prince Lan’s wedding, and then her life would have been ruined.

This Cheng Caiyun is really too wicked!

Shen Ruoxi pressed her lips together, thinking to herself, how could there be so much so-called ’karma’?

This must be Jun Moling’s handiwork.

Shen Ruoxi’s lips slightly curved up. This man, towards her, indeed is...

The more it is like this, the harder it is to satisfy one’s desires, the more one hopes he can belong entirely to her.

After all, she once witnessed his passionate demeanor towards that girl in his heart, which is like a thorn deeply embedded in her heart, impossible to ignore even if she wanted to.

Especially when he cares for her with such attentiveness and consideration, managing everything for her so perfectly, this thorn invariably surfaces at the most inopportune times, pricking her painfully.

But thinking it over, he has already been good enough to her. In this world, who could care for her more than he does?

Shen Ruoxi silently made up her mind, no longer being pretentious. After marriage, she must live well with him.

In this world, how much mutual love, unforgettable love is there? Many couples respect each other like guests, and on the contrary, can accompany each other longer.

...

The day of the grand wedding finally arrived. Early in the morning, while Shen Ruoxi was still in her dreams, she was forcibly pulled out of her warm bed.

The Yang Family and the Zou Family came to comb her hair, and her maternal grandparents and aunt were also here.

But for the sake of tradition, they couldn’t do much, only watching quietly from the side.

Once Shen Ruoxi finished dressing, Duchess Xu looked at her in her phoenix crown and splendid attire, dazzlingly beautiful, initially holding back, but soon she couldn’t hold it any longer. Her eyes turned red, tears welled up, both gratified and bittersweet.

Shen Ruoxi bit her lip, her eyes turning red as well, prompting the Yang Family and Zou Family to wipe their tears too.

For a moment, the room was filled with a sorrowful atmosphere.

"Alright, alright, today is Ruoxi’s big day, no crying allowed," Lin, with reddened eyes herself, said, trying to hold back her sadness.

"So what if I get married? Even if I become the Princess Consort Zhan, I still have the Marquis title granted by His Majesty. The Prince can’t control me," Shen Ruoxi tried to smile, attempting to break the sad atmosphere.

Duchess Xu wanted to say not to act willfully after marriage, but on second thought, swallowed back the words and said instead, "Yes, if you feel wronged, just come to your grandmother, we are not afraid of Prince Zhan."

"Yes, we are not afraid."

Such words instantly relaxed the tense atmosphere in the room.

On the other side, Jun Moling woke up at midnight, unable to sleep, his heart too full of excitement to rest.

He had already put on his groom’s outfit early and repeatedly looked in the mirror, constantly asking Mi Yi and Mi Er, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

Mi Yi and Mi Er, looking at the pitch-black sky outside, were filled with speechlessness.

Their master seemed completely unaware of the time, it was indeed too early.

However, how could they dare tell the truth, only responding quickly, especially since their master was truly handsome.

Jun Moling only felt time passing unusually slowly, so he simply took charge personally.

"The happiness character is crooked!"

"That red lantern is hanging too low!"

His arrival made all the workers’ hands tremble, murmuring in their hearts: Prince, please don’t meddle in such trivial matters!

After much difficulty, it finally reached 5 a.m., and a servant came to report that His Majesty had arrived.

The Emperor arrived quite early, Jun Moling was as clear as a mirror inside, knowing his intentions, he hurried out to welcome him.

The Emperor did not come alone; he also brought six stunning beauties.

Jun Moling merely gave them a cursory glance and understood instantly; the Emperor’s intentions were well-known to all!

These six beauties, whether in their eyebrows or face shape, each bore some resemblance to Shen Ruoxi.

Jun Moling couldn’t help but sigh internally, the Emperor, feeling displeased, really knew how to get under his skin.

"Brother, it’s your first time getting married, I thought long and hard about what to give you.

These six beauties were carefully selected by the Empress. You have fought hard for many years, and it is time to reward yourself well."

Jun Moling looked at the Emperor’s playful expression, a faint smile played on his lips as he said unhurriedly, "I thank Your Majesty for your thoughtfulness.

Upon returning to the Prince Mansion, indeed, we are short of staff. We lack two for scrubbing toilets, two for washing clothes, and two for cleaning the backyard. These six people fit perfectly, thank you, Your Majesty."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the six young women turned ashen.

They were bestowed by the Emperor to be the Prince’s concubines, who would have thought they’d be doing such menial work?

They weren’t doing such menial tasks in the Imperial Palace, and now to be sent to the Prince Mansion to scrub toilets?

This was like a bolt from the blue, how could they accept it?

The Emperor frowned, his eyes filled with anger, "Brother, these are women gifted to you by me, meant to be your concubines, how could you treat them as laborers?"

Jun Moling appeared calm, yet there was an unrestrained curve at the corner of his mouth, "Your Majesty, my Prince Mansion is not as luxurious and opulent as your Imperial Palace, it cannot afford to idle people.

You can either take them back or they must follow my arrangements."

The Emperor glared at him angrily, while Jun Moling was all smiles, utterly at ease.

"Your Majesty, today is my grand wedding day, the groom comes first, I hope Your Majesty will forgive my impoliteness."

The Emperor gritted his teeth, leaned closer to his ear, and whispered, "Brother, since I don’t mind her past marriage, I won’t mind her third marriage. I can wait. Someday I will achieve my desire."

Jun Moling heard this and merely smiled faintly, a smile full of unparalleled confidence, "Your Majesty, you have no chance. Please enjoy your tea in the front hall, I’ll be off to receive my bride."

The Emperor straightened himself, his face dark, "Then I won’t stand on ceremony, I shall enjoy a good cup of tea at your mansion, brother."

"Please, Your Majesty." Jun Moling made a gesture of invitation.

At this moment, Jun Moling had never felt time pass so slowly, while the Emperor drank his tea leisurely, his gaze occasionally falling on him.

Seeing him restless and anxious, the Emperor felt a surge of irritation.

If he could exchange identities, he would truly be willing to give up the throne and become a carefree prince like him, marrying the woman he loves.

Mi Yi came to report that the time to welcome the bride had arrived, this sound was the most beautiful melody in the world to Jun Moling.

He couldn’t hide his joy, "Your Majesty, I’m off to fetch my bride, I ask you to wait a moment."

The Emperor could even hear his own teeth grinding, he said coldly, "Brother, don’t delay the lucky hour, it won’t be auspicious if you do."

Jun Moling was in high spirits, indifferent to the Emperor’s sarcastic remarks, he stood up, bowed, and then turned to leave, his steps even quicker.

The tea from Prince Zhan’s mansion had always been excellent, yet now, in the Emperor’s mouth, it only tasted bitter.

He looked around, everywhere was the glaring red of celebration, prickling his heart with frustration.

"I’ve given you the opportunity; if you don’t seize it, you can’t blame me,"

The Emperor said coldly to the six women beside him, his voice like a gust of winter wind from an ice cave, making one shiver involuntarily.