Have You Written Your Will Today?
Chapter 124: You’re in Big Trouble for Insulting and Slandering Me!

Chapter 124: Chapter 124: You’re in Big Trouble for Insulting and Slandering Me!

A disdainful laugh echoed from behind.

The Fourth Prince Ji Wang strolled over slowly, with Ji Cong following behind, munching on sugar.

He was, of course, ridiculing the Crown Prince Ji Zhui.

"Brother Emperor, that was rather unkind of you."

"After doing such a thing, if I were you, I wouldn’t have the face to see the Seventh Brother anymore. Especially at this event, you should have remained behind closed doors in the Eastern Palace."

Both of them had never gotten along, and Ji Zhui’s face turned dark immediately.

Ji Wang paid him no further attention and turned his head to look at Ji Ge.

"The Seventh Brother is getting married. If Shu Cairen were aware from the underworld, she would be comforted."

Shu Cairen was Ji Ge’s birth mother.

Even in death, she was not granted posthumous honors.

In terms of being deliberate, Ji Wang had one more layer than Emperor He.

Ji Ge was already averse to hearing the name Shu Cairen from others, and he couldn’t help feeling a bit dazed. His gaze toward Ji Wang softened.

At this moment, Ji Cong ran over, looking silly. Though simple-minded, he fancied himself loyal and placed his hands on his hips, facing Ji Zhui.

"Brother Emperor, you are in the wrong here!"

"Our mother said, it was you who committed the shameful act that disgraced our ancestors and the people."

Ji Zhui’s complexion sank: "Shut up!"

Ji Wang continued, "It’s the truth. Why get so furiously embarrassed, brother?"

Ji Cong agreed, "Indeed."

Ji Cong was inevitably proud of himself: "Last time I made a mistake, I didn’t avoid admitting it. Brother, you should really learn from me."

As he spoke, he pointed at Ji Ge: "The Seventh Brother wet the bed numerous times, and he never denied it either."

Ji Ge conceded: Thank you very much.

Thus, Ji Zhui restrained his anger. He looked straight at the silent and frustrated Ji Ge, then swung his sleeves and strode away.

Watching his retreating figure, Ji Cong, as if he were a seven-year-old child, disdainfully spat after him and then raised his chin.

"Seventh Brother, is this my wedding gift to you?"

He spread open his clenched fist, revealing the sugar he had been gripping so tightly that it had turned warm and sticky.

Having witnessed the dog-eat-dog spectacle, Ji Ge truly appreciated the sentiment.

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Princess Le Jia was readied at the posthouse. At the auspicious hour, she was carried into the flower sedan chair by the happiness ladies.

The Turkic Envoy leading the bridal party and the officials receiving the bride followed on horseback behind the sedan chair.

Officials from the Imperial Household Department and the Ministry of Rites were all in attendance.

The Imperial Guard were deployed; Ministry of Justice soldiers were on alert.

It was evident that the Imperial Family and all civil and military officials were exerting every effort to cover up the enormous scandal caused by the Crown Prince.

Curious onlookers stood on both sides of the route, creating an exceptionally lively atmosphere.

"I heard that the Astronomical Observatory had calculated that the Turkic Princess and the Seventh Prince were a match made by heaven, which led to the realization of this auspicious union."

Upon hearing this, someone sighed: "No wonder. There was talk that the Emperor initially wanted to make her a consort. Then suddenly the narrative changed, and I thought it was just some rumor. It seems that the fate of the Seventh Prince is truly fortuitous."

"Stop calling him Seventh Prince, he should be referred to as Prince now. In my opinion, this is a case of a husband rising through his wife’s status."

The skies were darkening, but the Prince Mansion was as bright as daylight, adorned with red lanterns and silk. The character for happiness, meticulously crafted, was pasted everywhere. The newlyweds had just returned to the Prince Mansion from the Imperial Palace.

The crowd was bustling as they escorted the newlyweds toward the bridal chamber.

Ji Ge, holding a piece of red silk, watched the crowd with distracted indifference.

Ji Huo clicked his tongue, "What are you looking at?! Watch where you’re going!"

Ji Ge glanced at Le Jia beside him, her face obscured by the red veil, without getting a clear view: "The guests I’ve invited today are all paired up, except you."

Ji Huo: ???

His face darkened with anger.

"Pah!"

He looked around.

The people selected by the Empress to accompany them were actually quite numerous, but he didn’t count them.

Still, he didn’t believe it.

There were plenty of paired-up guests, but isn’t Cui Yun standing there all alone?!

Next to her stood the Third Prince Ji Teng, and then he spotted Wei Yingying.

Ji Teng was rarely dressed in such fitting attire, reportedly made especially by the embroidery lady in the palace.

Generously, they made only this one outfit because Ji Teng was accompanying Ji Ge to greet the bride.

Wei Yingying pressed her lips together, seemingly separated from Ji Teng by a river of stars.

She had looked at Ji Teng multiple times, agonizing over the fact that she had to marry such a down-and-out prince. He wasn’t even handsome and was far too skinny.

Wei Yingying took a deep breath and approached.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking this way, she pulled out a bag of silver. She said dryly,

"For you to use."

Wei Yingying: "I will continue to send you silver in the future."

"Don’t be so destitute, remember to buy some meat to eat."

Ji Teng looked at her in surprise.

Wei Yingying, who felt not the slightest romantic affection for him, remained neither flushed nor out of breath.

"If you are obedient, I will treat you well."

She waited for Ji Teng’s tearful gratitude and promises.

Instead, she was met with his puzzled frown.

"May I ask who you are, my lady?"

Wei Yingying: ??? So, after all I’ve said, you don’t know who I am!!

The imperial marriage decree has been issued, yet you don’t even know what the girl you’re to marry looks like. How absurd!

She put the silver back and left, huffing away angrily.

Ji Huo, who had witnessed the entire scene from start to finish, couldn’t help but let out a snicker.

With a hand resting on Ji Teng’s back, and mimicking Wei Yingying’s departing figure, he said with a taunt, "Who is she? Hahaha, she’s the legitimate daughter of the Wei Family! She’s been fiery since she was a child. Now you’ve done it, provoking her like that."

"But it’s rare, hahaha, she even knows to give you silver to spend."

Upon hearing this, Ji Teng fell into an unusual silence.

Ji Huo urged him, "Aren’t you going to chase after her?"

Ji Teng shook his head, looking somewhat forlorn.

"The marriage bestowed upon me is an injustice to her."

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Shen Hua, for a change, was not dressed in plain clothes. She wore her hair in a pretty updo adorned with a golden hairpin, and jade pendants dangled from her earlobes.

She wore a light purple orchid-embroidered collar blouse, with a long skirt embroidered with white magnolias. Draped over her was a mink coat.

She was still apprehensive and did not follow to the bridal chamber. The banquet had yet to start, and Shen Hua was aimlessly strolling along the rockery.

"Hey! Who gave you the nerve to badmouth me behind my back, calling me willful and capricious!"

Not far, the imposing Cui Rong with her chin lifted, had an intimidating presence.

Though she was only a five-year-old little dumpling herself, she had caused the girl she faced to turn pale.

She had only murmured a few words of complaint, how did Cui Rong hear her!

"Commandery Princess, I didn’t say anything about you."

Cui Rong was not so easily fooled and became annoyed right away.

"Are you suggesting I’ve gone deaf?"

"No, no, no."

"Then you think you can make a fool of me?"

"No—"

Cui Rong: "Stop your sophistry, you really have some nerve!"

"To dare slander and insult me, you’ve stirred up big trouble!"

Cui Rong was still reasonable: "Either you slap yourself, or kneel down and I’ll slap you, choose!"

The girl was caught off guard.

"At least my father is a fourth-rank official!"

Cui Rong: "Now it’s a matter between you and me, why bring up your father? My second uncle is a Marquis with a title!"

"Little ghost." A faint voice came from behind.

Cui Rong’s aura unexpectedly diminished by more than half.

She turned around, and upon confirming it was Shen Hua, immediately widened her eyes.

"Why are you here too!"

She thought, since the two were acquainted, Shen Hua would surely help her out.

Cui Rong reacted, giving an order: "Perfect timing, come here and give her a slap for this Commandery Princess!"

"But I think, speaking the truth isn’t wrong."

Shen Hua thoughtfully said, "Oh, her mistake was letting you overhear."

Cui Rong felt something was off but couldn’t pinpoint it.

She continued fiercely: "That’s right!"