C1 The Princess Was too Young, and the Royal Uncle Was too Old!

It was the seventh day of the seventh month, the first day of the eighth year, in the Imperial City of the West Province…

Today, the commoners on the streets were all eagerly waiting to watch this grand and unnatural wedding.

The carriages and horses were entering the city. The red dresses of the phoenixes and the eight horses galloped side by side. The red dresses and the red veils were embroidered with golden phoenixes. Under the sunlight, they seemed to be about to soar. The crowd could only see the thin and weak little figure and the bright red wedding dress from under the red veil.

The commoners were all talking about this political marriage. The fifteen-year-old Seventh Prince of the West Province was marrying the little aunt of the current emperor, Princess Zhao Ren, who was only five years old. It was like an old cow eating the young grass.

The crowd was talking about it. They didn’t care about the politics or the grudges. In their mouths, it was just a topic of conversation.

Gu Jun’an stood on the red carpet at the entrance of the Imperial Residence. He was silent and looked straight at the phoenixes and the red carriage in the distance. He was a bit uncertain. He had promised his brother Shou Ren that he would take his brother Xiao Ren’s little daughter to his side to protect her. For this little girl, it was good or bad.

She was in the Canglan Province. She was young and didn’t have any power. She didn’t have any family to rely on. On the surface, she was the eldest princess, but in fact, she was a useless person. Her sister-in-law, the empress dowager, didn’t like her. The emperor’s nephew didn’t have much power either. She was probably being controlled by others. That was why her brother was so worried before he died. He had sent many letters.

However, she had come to the West Province, a place with no laws. She had left her hometown, so how could she be happy?

The sound of the horn and the drum pulled Gu Jun’an back to reality…

The carriage arrived and Lan Qingqian, who had been sitting for a long time, rushed out with the small box in her arms. She felt angry and wronged. She was finally here. The carriage was so slow that she couldn’t even get out.

She should have known that the big turtle would be faster than the carriage! It made her legs numb!

“Princess, this is against the rules. You have to wait for the prince to come and greet you!” The female official next to her saw her rushing out impatiently. She was so scared that her face turned pale. She wanted to rush over and stop her, but she was afraid that she would break the rules.

Lan Qingqian rushed out anxiously and couldn’t stand properly. She held the small box tightly in her arms. She couldn’t control her body and almost fell to the ground. A clear jade hand held her up. “You don’t even know how to walk?” She stared at Lan Qingqian with her cold and deep eyes.

Lan Qingqian was wearing a red veil made of gold thread. She couldn’t see it clearly, but she could hear the cold voice clearly. She raised her head with more effort to see Gu Jun’an clearly. The cold voice was from the emperor’s nephew, the imperial uncle.

“Haha, Seventh Brother, you didn’t marry a cripple, did you? Why are you walking so slowly?” The Fifth Prince of the West Province, Gu Xinghe, moved closer to watch the fun. He reached out to pick up the little bean sprout and looked at it carefully. “Yiya, what is the box you are holding? It can’t be your dowry, right?”

They all said that the youngest aunt of the Canglan Emperor was only five years old! He was curious to see what this little bean sprout looked like. However, when he saw the box in her arms, Gu Xinghe’s attention was drawn away and he reached out to touch it out of curiosity.

Lan Qingqian was annoyed that he was making fun of her. When she saw him reaching out to touch her precious thing, she immediately felt wronged and anxious. This annoying turtle wanted to touch her precious thing, but it was impossible!

Thus, she reached out to push him away. Otherwise, he would have accidentally pushed her away when he touched her box.

Before anyone could react, a miserable scream sounded, “Ah!” A dark purple figure drew a beautiful parabola in the air. Accompanied by the sound of the cheerful yelling and the sound of firecrackers falling, the scene was extremely lively.

Everyone was stunned. What kind of scene was this?

The tall and strong Fifth Prince could pull a bow and ride a horse, but he was actually pushed away by a five-year-old little girl?

Had they been hallucinating or was the Fifth Prince overdoing it?

The sound of the yelling and the drumming stopped. They couldn’t help but look at the little girl in front of them…