Fierce Consort with Tyrant’s Lavish Love - C37

Early in the morning the next day, Great Yue State’s death knell rang.

The sky above the capital, which had not yet cleared up for the past five days, grew darker and darker. It was as if the heavens were lamenting the passing of these two young and still fresh lives.

At this time, on the streets of the capital, the sky had yet to reach Liang Kai. The people of the Hundred Miles Land were all dressed in mourning robes as they prostrated themselves on the streets.

At this moment, the Washington was shining brilliantly.

It was just that the sky was grey and the ground was grey, so in Hua Jin Ge’s eyes, this kind of brilliance was nothing more than a joke.

“Miss, you’re so beautiful.”

She changed into a wedding dress and put on the bride’s heavy makeup.

At this moment, Hua Jin Ge was seated in front of the dim yellow bronze mirror, staring at the statue in the bronze mirror.

How many years had it been since she wore such a blood-red wedding dress and a jeweled phoenix crown? She walked down a difficult and dangerous path.

However, this time, the goddess-like girl that appeared in the mirror caused her to feel slightly more uneasy.

He reached out his hand and touched his earlobe.

She kept feeling that there seemed to be too many secrets hidden within this body, causing her to feel traces of fear when she knew nothing.

Hua Jin Ge, are you my sister? If you aren’t, then who are you?

With such a face that looked neither like Hua Zhan Yuan’s nor Yun Qing Shan’s, who exactly were you?

His long, sharp fingernails dug deep into the tender flesh of his palm, Hua Jin Ge lowered his eyes, patiently enduring the endless thought that entered his eyes.

“Miss, are you really prepared to —”

“Liu Ying, you will know.”

Hearing Liu Ying who put down her comb and was about to say something, Hua Jin Ge had already removed the edge of her clothes, and slightly looked at her.

“In this world, if you want to live, you have to save yourself.” After all, there were too many people in this world who wanted him dead.

Feng Ye Yang, the Hua Family, and Feng Jun Xie who was unwilling to marry his.

With a bitter smile, she tapped the table with her slender jade-white fingers, before slowly getting up and saying, “It’s time, let’s go.”

The bell outside had already rang, and Hua Xi Er and Yue Er’s coffin had already left the palace.

“But Miss, the entourage to the marriage haven’t arrived yet!”

Liu Ying had been paying attention to the movements at the entrance of the palace since early in the morning, and was waiting for Southern King’s Manor’s wedding procession to pick him up!

After waiting for more than an hour, other than the people who were kneeling down to mourn for the Queen, there was not a single person at the entrance.

“Liu Ying, do you really think that the Southern King’s Manor will come to the Washington to fetch me?”

Hua Jin Ge’s eyes flashed a hint of pain, but his face was extremely stubborn.

She reached out her hand for Liu Ying to hold on to and allowed the bright red bridal veil to cover her face.

“Everything has been prepared. Now, all that’s left is you and me.”

Although he didn’t know what Hua Jin Ge meant by that, he could only nod slightly and support Hua Jin Ge as they walked out of the Tranquil Heart Pavilion.

Behind them, a group of servants filed into the Tranquil Heart Pavilion and brought out the twenty boxes of dowry they had prepared a long time ago, following behind the two of them.

At the entrance of Washington, Hua An Jiu supported the old lady from the Hua family and stood there.

Behind him was the Washington’s women, as well as the adopted daughter of Hua An Jiu, Yang’er.

“Miss, the old lady is in front.”

In his ears, Liu Ying whispered.

It was just that Hua Jin Ge turned a deaf ear to him, he still did not stop his footsteps, and continued to walk up the love-palanquin s that were already waiting outside the gates of the palace.

“Heh, a fool is still a fool. Even if he married to the Southern King, he’s still a fool. He doesn’t even know how to cry and marry. Truly shameful!”

Seeing Hua Jin Ge’s beautiful figure wrapped in red makeup, an unspeakable expression of jealousy and hatred appeared on Hua Pian Qian’s face. He could not help but say something sour from his mouth.

But the moment he said that, Yuejie beside him patted her hands in a comforting manner.

At that moment, Yuejie looked at Hua Jin Ge’s back figure who was walking up the love-palanquin, the viciousness in his eyes had never been seen before.

“This Hua family is truly shameless, to think that they would still have the mood to marry their daughter after such an incident!”

“I heard that this married daughter, Hua Jin Ge, is a fool. You said that this fool married to the Southern King, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve the fame of the Southern King!”

“This is too despicable. In my opinion, the Hua family is just selling their daughters. They are just trying to protect their future!”

“Didn’t you see? This love-palanquin was all prepared by the Washington, but there was no sound from the Southern King’s Manor at all.

“…”

There were always some sharp words in the crowd.

When it fell into Hua Jin Ge’s ears, it made her happy.

“Alright, alright, the new bride is already on the palanquin, and the Queen is already at the funeral. The auspicious time for the Emperor is about to arrive, the new bride is about to be seated! Get up the palanquin! ”

Outside, Xi Po Zi announced in an extremely high-pitched voice.

Until the mournful music grew louder and louder in front of them.

“Miss, here lies the coffin of Queen and the crown prince.”

Outside, Liu Ying’s words were faintly transmitted over, carrying some anxiety within.

Maybe not.

The love-palanquin stopped bumping and shaking, which meant it had stopped.

Hua Jin Ge took off the bridal veil on his face, his cold eyes staring at everything outside through the cracks of the door.

A vast expanse of whiteness. How could she imagine that the person lying within the tall and big coffin was herself?

There was such a custom in the Great Yue State.

You want to use this to humiliate Hua Xi Er again?

But unfortunately, no matter what, I won’t let you do as you wish this time!

Thinking about it, Hua Jin Ge once again covered his head and smiled sarcastically.

He stretched out his pure white fingers and slowly made a gesture as if he wanted to move the curtain of the sedan.