Prince Lost His Memory Again/C289 Marry He Yun'er and Return Home(1)
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C289 Marry He Yun'er and Return Home(1)

In the end, it was still too late. Mu Haiyang and Yue Niansheng had already left the palace gates.

Yue Nianqiu leaned against the city gates and looked at their departing figures. Once again, they were separated by the palace walls. When would it be after seeing Mu Haiyang again? Even Yin Xinxin wouldn't be able to pass it, right?

Yue Nianqiu began to hate his own identity and hated himself even more for being trapped in the shell of a child. He looked at Yue Niansheng's palanquin with resentment, and the hatred in his heart began to grow. None of them understood what he hated.

For the next few days, Yue Nianqiu shut himself in and did not come out. He only took the machine-operated box that Mu Haiyang had given him, and the black pearl, and kept looking at them.

The day that Yue Niansheng married Ho Yun'er had come.

The entire residence was full of red, but this red was not the right red. Only Mu Haiyang, this fake imperial concubine, could use this kind of red. The others could only use red that was slightly inferior to the right red.

Mrs. Ho sent her into the sedan with tearful eyes and instructed her along the way. Rites, justice, shame, family teachings and words such as wanting to be harmonious with Mu Haiyang. Until he could not see the sedan she was in, Ho Xingyang patted her back. He motioned for her not to be too sad.

"This was Yun'er's choice." She reached out and put her arm around her shoulder.

Mrs. Ho opened her mouth and sobbed, "Master..."

"Madam... I hope Second Prince can treat our Yun'er well." She called out in comfort and then sighed, "I hope Second Prince can treat our Yun'er well."

Mrs. Ho stopped crying and asked, "Didn't Master say that Second Prince is a calm person who can do big things?"

"That can't guarantee that he can treat Yun'er well." She sighed again. No one could say for sure what would happen in the future.

On this day, even if it was Yue Niansheng's wedding day, it had nothing to do with Mu Haiyang. She had some free time. She originally wanted Ho Yun'er to serve her tea. Mu Haiyang refused. She was not his wife at all. How could she bear to be her cup of tea? She could only spend some time with Lyi Xuanzhi in the courtyard, blocking the disturbance outside the courtyard.

Yue Niansheng didn't go out to welcome them. His usual smile was still plastered on his face. Standing in the main hall, he saw Ho Yun'er being supported by someone as she walked in. She was directly sent to the new house. There was no ceremony like the wedding ceremony. The reason why she entered was to welcome a newcomer.

There were still a few tables full of guests in the courtyard. Yue Niansheng raised his wine glass. One person toasted. He wanted to get drunk, but after getting drunk, everything would be fine. When he was getting married to Mu Haiyang, he would stop her if he could. But now, it was the complete opposite. When he saw that someone was congratulating him, he smiled calmly. He swallowed the wine in his mouth again.

They all thought that he had enjoyed himself to his heart's content, and that he must have married a concubine he really liked. That was why he was so happy and accompanied the guests to drink and chat happily.

It was not until late at night that everyone left the mansion. Yue Niansheng was already drunk and smoked. Yan Yi supported Yue Niansheng and said, "Your Highness, let me help you back to your room!"

This was the first time Yue Niansheng drank like this. All these years, he had been adding blood to the tip of the blade. There was a time when he dared to drink like this.

He pushed Yan Yi away and murmured, "Go away, bring the wine. I want to drink enough."

"Your Highness... Your Highness!" Yan Yi called him a few more times. He stumbled and fell on the table. He held the wine pot in his hand and poured the wine into his mouth, but it all fell on his face.

Yan Yi had been following him from behind. Seeing him so dispirited, he could only support him and not let him fall to the ground. Yue Niansheng raised his hand and toasted to the air in front of him. "Here, a toast to you!"

Once he was drunk, he poured another glass of wine and said with a silly smile, "Today is my wedding day, let me toast to all of you!"

Still no one answered and drank the wine.

Yan Yi had never seen him lose his composure like this before. He lightly called out, "Your Highness, Imperial Consort is still waiting for you by the side."

Yue Niansheng's eyes blurred as he asked, "Who is it?"

"Your Highness, today is your wedding day. Have you forgotten?"

"I didn't forget, I didn't forget..." Yue Niansheng suddenly stood up shakily and laughed loudly. No one knew what he was laughing about, but he just laughed out loud. He pushed Yan Yi away and walked to the new room, reeking of alcohol.

Ho Yun'er was guarding the door. When she saw Yue Niansheng, she greeted him and said, "Greetings, Your Highness!" She waved her hand in a daze and went forward to support him. She helped him into the new room.

"Miss, His Highness is back." The maid struggled to support Yue Niansheng.

Yue Niansheng saw Ho Yun'er sitting in front of the bed. She was dressed in wedding clothes and had a red veil over her head. As if lost in thought, he pushed the servant girl away and said softly, "Go out!"

He walked to the front of the bed and used his hand to lift her veil. Only when she saw the shy Ho Yun'er did she realize that she had mistaken her for someone else. He thought that person was Mu Haiyang. However, the wine was playing tricks in his mind as he looked at her in a daze. He saw Mu Haiyang and raised her chin. He flashed Ho Yun'er's appearance again and put his hand down again. He looked like Mu Haiyang again.

Up until now, he still did not know who the person in front of him was.

He stumbled to the table and went to pour water, but the water could not enter the teacup. Ho Yun'er got up and poured a cup of water for him. She did not dare to look directly at him and brought it to him. He directly poured the water on his face.

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