Conspiracy

Suntech's 38th year, autumn.

The ninth day of October.

The two ladies from the Taifu's mansion got married together, and they were dressed in red makeup on the long streets in the capital city.

Today happened to be the Flower God Festival, and the people placed flowers in front of the door, and being in it was like a gorgeous sea of ​​flowers.

The common people talked about their marriage.

"This young lady from the Su family is so impressive! Even the emperor and prime minister of Xiliang came to congratulate her in person! I saw it with my own eyes. Their congratulatory gifts were raised one after another. It makes people really jealous!"

"Besides, their marriage was officiated by our emperor himself, and they got married in the palace! This is a great honor!"

"Hey~~ I heard that the emperor has never made a queen because he once fell in love with Miss Su!"

"Love the second miss of the Su family?! Isn't it right! I remember that there were rumors between the emperor and the late son of the Gu family, Gu Yunshu! If he doesn't become a queen, maybe he doesn't like girls!"

"No wonder! Since the emperor ascended the throne, the harem is still empty!"

"Hey! I've heard that the new Prime Minister Zuo stays in the palace every day. He looks exactly like Mr. Gu. You may be sure, tsk tsk tsk!"

"Shh, you don't want your heads anymore? Even the emperor dares to speculate!"

"Hey hey! Don't talk anymore! Look! It's General Xiao and Mr. He's wedding party coming! A lot of gold and silver leaves and copper coins have been sprinkled! Hurry up and pick them up!"

Su family.

Su Tingye took out the two altars of daughter's red, and presented them with his own hands.

"These two jars of daughter red have been hidden by my father for 17 years." With tears in his eyes, he put his hands on their shoulders, his eyes full of reluctance.

Yan Huiran looked at her daughters and held back her tears.

Listening to the noise and firecrackers coming from outside, she tried her best to endure the reluctance and let go of her daughters' hands.

Xiao Chuhong and He Lan, who were dressed in wedding robes, stepped into the main hall together, and brought their wives to kneel down to salute and offer tea.

One complex process follows another.

Until Su Zhen covered her red hijab and stepped out of the gate of Su's house with Mo Chen's support.

Thinking of the past, her mind flickered, and a slender hand supported her.

The autumn wind was blowing, and the hijab was blown up, and the handsome general was staring at her with a smile on his face.

In another sedan chair, Su Shen'er looked at the noble young man riding a tall horse in front of him through the light red gauze hijab.

Her eyes were green and shy, and the corners of her lips were bent.

He Lan looked back and smiled, her eyes were as bright as stars.

There was a sudden exclamation from the crowd.

"Look, Miss Su's sedan chair seems to be covered by a golden light."

"That seems to be Su Zhen's sedan chair!"

"Shhh, how dare you call her by her first name! This Second Miss Su's achievements are enough to go down in history for thousands of years! I heard that the emperor intends to enshrine her as a woman! This imperial decree will come to the general's residence soon."

"Really?! Female phase? I have never heard of such a thing! How can a woman be a phase!"

"Hmph! What's the matter with women? Who said women are inferior to men! Are women inferior? Now the court has allowed us to take part in the scientific examination. When we become famous in the future, how dare you despicable people look down on us! "

Amidst the noisy voices, some people were still talking about the golden light outside Su Zhen's sedan chair. The dense flow of mantras seemed to be radiant, and warm currents poured into her body along the sedan chair.

The transparent blood returned to red, and even the beating of the heart was somewhat different from before.

The clouds in the sky are dyed with five colors, and the Buddha's light shines brightly.

Countless shrunken phoenixes hovered in the air, singing congratulations.

Su Zhen smiled heartily, and thanked in a low voice from the bottom of her heart.

After performing the ceremony in the palace, Su Zhen and Su Shen'er were sent back to the bridal chambers of the Shang Shu Mansion and the General Mansion.

At night, the streets are lit up with fireworks, and all kinds of lanterns make the market look like daylight.

The Shangshu Mansion and the General's Mansion were full of guests, so it was very lively.

General's House.

Xiao Chuhong, who was full of the aroma of wine, raised Su Zhen's hijab, the tenderness in his eyes remained the same as before.

The flame of the oil lamp on the table was beating, Xiao Chuhong took her hand and sat at the table, with a smile on his face, and they drank the wine together with each other.

"Miss."

He rested his chin with one hand, his voice was low and crisp, making people's legs weak.

Su Zhen felt numb, rubbed her arms, and looked disgusted, but in Xiao Chuhong's eyes, it was her all kinds of charms that she didn't know.

When the night wind hit, Su Zhen rarely blushed.

Xiao Chuhong couldn't suppress the heat in his heart, so he picked up the beauty and strode towards the bed.

Su Zhen wrapped her arms around his neck, turned her head to sniff his robe lightly, and muttered in a low voice, "It smells so good."

Xiao Chuhong gently put her on the bed, and skillfully removed the heavy hair crown. His fingers penetrated into her black and smooth hair, winding it round and round, and there seemed to be an unknown emotion spreading in his eyes.

"Is the lady praising her husband?"

His eyes were full of joy, but when he heard what was behind her, his smile froze on his face.

"No, I'm just praising the peach blossoms on your body to make fragrance." Su Zhen evoked a smirk, "My good husband, can you bring a few more jars, let's drink all night?"

Xiao Chuhong immediately turned dark. On the wedding night, does she still want to be a drunkard?
"Others are like a wedding night, but you and I are friends who meet each other after a thousand cups of wine?"

Hearing this, Su Zhen finally couldn't help leaning on his shoulder and laughing loudly, the decorations on her body rattled as she leaned back and forth as she laughed.

Pinched his face, and sighed twice: "Too thin! I can't hold the flesh on my face! Sigh! Suddenly I miss my little Ah Zhan!"

Her lips were sealed suddenly, and a pair of big hands embraced her completely.

A silver light flashed, the candles in the room were extinguished, and with a burst of laughter, the veil on the bed fell.

Whispering about love and romance, we can't stop falling in love all night long.

He Lan didn't seem to be good at drinking, so he was helped back to the bridal chamber, his cheeks flushed.

Amidst a burst of laughter, he swayed and closed the door.

When he turned around, his eyes became clear again.

Picking up the scale, he lifted up Su Shen'er's red hijab, and seeing the beauty on the tip of his heart is close at hand, he couldn't help grinning.

He is different from the fine-skinned and tender-skinned young masters in the capital, his skin is wheat-colored, and there is a thin layer of calluses on the palms of his hands.

Su Shen'er looked at his naive appearance, couldn't help lowering her head to look at her toes, rubbing the edge of her wedding dress with both hands.

"Shener."

A warm hand touched her cheek, Su Shen'er's body went numb and froze.

"Don't be afraid."

He Lan's voice was gentle and low enough that it seemed to be able to confuse the mind. Gradually, Su Shen'er's heart settled down.

He held her hand and completed the rest of the ritual steps one by one.

When the curtain falls, the night is beautiful and the spring is infinite.