Morbid pet

The seventh day of July.

Qixi Festival.

The empress canonization ceremony was held at the same time as the empress's wedding.

unprecedented.

In the Jinluan Tent, Changle is dressed in red, with a phoenix crown and a xiapei, and on her head is an eighteen-layer pearl and jade crown inlaid with shining silk luminous beads.A pair of phoenix eyes with a hint of red at the end, gorgeous and dignified.Like a noble phoenix, it finally found a place to live.

Folk gossip is still circulating.

But the love between the emperor and the empress was recorded by more people in the annals of history, and in the playbooks circulating in the streets and alleys.

The poignant, tactful and earth-shattering love is unprecedented.

Today is Changle's home court.

She has to carry out the canonization ceremony first.

A slender jade hand suddenly protruded from the golden tent, with a ruby-inlaid ring and a top-quality hollow twist emperor green bracelet on it. Before seeing the real person, everyone took a breath.

The splendor of wealth and wealth elicits a lot of reverie and beautiful dreams.

Changle walked out of the tent with a proud posture. The crown on her body was specially made by the Ministry of Rites and was very heavy. In addition, the pearl and jade crown on her head was still heavy. She walked very slowly, and because of her slowness, she looked even more She has an outstanding temperament and is overbearing.

The queen's throne, no one can sit as securely as her.

Almost everyone who sees her immediately thinks, ah, this is the empress who is the mother of the world, and a person in this position should be like this, proud and beautiful.

Die Shi was originally a female official in the palace, and now she happened to be the best candidate to help Changle to the stage.

Xie Zhao had already stood still on the white jade steps, and he looked at Changle with burning eyes, with love surging inside.

Step by step, step forward steadily.

She wasn't smiling or crying.

Just walking in such a calm manner, the jewels on the top of the head did not shake any more when going up the steps.

This is a powerful concentration developed from the etiquette of Wang's family in elementary school. She looked straight ahead with her eyes, neither humble nor overbearing.

The Minister in charge of the Ministry of Rites is Shi Wuming, he waited for Chang Le to approach, took three steps forward and took out the imperial edict in his hand and recited it.

The audience was full of people. Although it was not the first time for many of them to see Changle and the young emperor, they still wanted to witness this scene.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the verdict from the Minister of Rites.

I just listened to the teacher's nameless reciting leisurely: "I only have the virtues of the Huangshang and Wanghua. They must have been in the palace. The history of Fangliutong and the ceremony of the mother are used in the family state. Bingling Fan Yicheng, Xihong's name is upright, The Li family of Zier, the daughter of the first emperor, was born in Gaohong, Xiangzhong Qili, diligent and thrifty in Lanye, and showed sincerity and filial piety in Jiaowei.

Compassionate to katydids, Ju Ziqia Junping's virtues, respecting Zhang Huidi, and Tie's body and appearance of Shu Shen, who have long been known as Yi, should be enshrined in the Maodian. I respectfully obey the instructions of your kindness, order me to be a treasure, and make you a queen.Erqi only inherits the fate of the king, is good at protecting his bow, and turns into the heir of the quilt and Yibiao Huiyin.Rong Zhaoxi Fu, the Sui of eternal prosperity, Qin Zai. "

Shi Wuming handed the edict to Chang Le with both hands, Chang Le nodded slightly, the crown on his head was still unshakable.

Chang Le said softly: "Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness."

Everyone's eyes contained excitement and joy.

Die Shi was even more excited and cried directly, but on this occasion, any compliment seemed to lose the face of the royal family.

Cheers came from below, and all civil and military officials knelt together, "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, and the queen is a thousand years old."

Xie Zhao said suddenly, "Wrong."

The Minister of Rites suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Xie Zhao's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was brisk, "It's wrong. The queen should share a long life with me."

Oh, I see.

The people below shouted again: "Long live the emperor, long live the queen, long live the queen!"

Xie Zhao nodded in satisfaction.

Changle's dignified expression showed a slight breakdown, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, and her phoenix eyes looked bright.

There will be a big wedding ceremony later, so here, they simply worshiped the sky and performed rituals, so that the sky that was already shrouded in dark clouds suddenly cleared the thick fog and saw the sun again.

The cheers of the people grew stronger.

"Fuzhao! This is Fuzhao! The empress is the destiny!"

"The empress is the destiny!"

When Chang Le was going down, he heard a few words by chance, pursed his lips and smiled.

There is no destiny.

Wasn't it because she forced Wuxin to continuously deduce the auspicious days for half a month in the astrology pavilion, and then concluded that there would be a short period of dark clouds today, and then there would be a big sun with a clear sky at Chenshi.

Chang Le tore off the crown on his head and put it aside, and collapsed directly into the widened version of the royal carriage.

She seldom went out in this carriage, because it was too ostentatious, and today's moment just came in handy.

Chang Le's eyes are far-sighted, and it will be a big wedding in a while.

It's the fifth time.

She counted with her fingers and leaned against the edge of the carriage, feeling much more at ease.

Famous and famous.

And endless love.

She and Xie Zhao still have a lifetime to mend the wounds in their hearts.

But falling in love can already heal most of the pain in each other's hearts.

Chang Le pursed her lips and smiled, before she knew it, she had arrived at Lan Yue Platform, where she was still waiting for Xie Zhao to come to pick her up today.

It is still the familiar scene, the familiar arrangement, even the crimson ribbon on the head, is exactly the same as the arrangement of the previous marriage. This is her special request, because she wants to make the fourth memory completely the same as the fifth. combine together.

The scenes are all the same.

People have changed.

But it hasn't changed.

Everyone is on the way of getting to know each other gradually, and they never return.

The only regret is.

As her closest friend, Gongsun Yu never attended her wedding.

Changle is also extremely convinced that this is her last marriage, and if she marries again in this life, it will be struck by lightning.

But to be honest, she doesn't have the strength to love anyone else anymore, and it's really too hard to start over.

Just loving Xie Zhao alone has exhausted half of her strength.

I really can't spare the extra energy to love other A, B, C, Ding.

The carriage stopped.

Chang Le opened the curtain and looked outside.

She smiled silently, then opened the curtain and walked out. Her figure was already slim. After taking off the big dress she wore for the canonization ceremony, there was only a crimson undershirt and a custom-made cloak inside. .

Dian Cui held her hand, and the little girl cried until her eyes were swollen into walnuts.

"Miss, woo woo woo."

Chang Le scolded with a smile: "Diancui, why do you cry every time I get married? This is not auspicious. Take back all your tears!"

Dian Cui stopped crying suddenly, her delicate eyes widened, forcing herself to swallow back the tears that had swirled around her.

Dian Cui nodded, "Okay, I won't cry. Miss, don't be angry. Oh, no. It's not Miss, I should be called Empress. Empress Empress." She is still not used to it, and is about to come down to practice more. There can't be any mistakes in the harem, she also represents the face of Changle.

Chang Le took her hand, "I'm not used to it either."

Die Shi has already held the wedding dress in her hands, and is waiting for Chang Le to come over and put it on for her.

Calculate the time, the groom should arrive.

Die Shi urged: "Your Majesty, come quickly and put on the wedding dress, and the phoenix crown on your head! Come here—— Xipo, hurry up and get it for your empress."

Xi Po strode out from the house, and then carefully moved the phoenix crown in her hand to the top of Chang Le's head. After a while, a brand new Chang Le stood in front of everyone.

Diancui couldn't help admiring sincerely: "Your Majesty is really pretty."

Chang Le burst out laughing.

The groom is here.

Xie Zhao was riding a black sweat-blooded BMW. He was wearing a replica of Changle's clothes, the difference being that one was embroidered with a dragon and the other was embroidered with a phoenix.

Changle should have been wearing a red hijab.

But this time she still rejected the red hijab handed over by Xi Po.She looked up at Zhou Yu who was riding on a tall horse, "Hey, you married me again, how do you feel?"

Xipo has served Changle and married five times.

I already know Changle's unreasonable playing of cards, and I have a very strong psychological construction.

But where is this trouble?
Just like thousands of troops, their mothers ran to explore the arms of the enemy.

It was the first time that Zhou Yu's peach blossom eyes showed such a gentle expression, there was no murderous look, only the thick nostalgia and love in his eyes.This is love that has penetrated into the bones, and he wants to melt the other party into his body with his eyes.He stretched out his hand to Changle, and said in a warm voice: "Chuchu, it is my life's blessing to marry you, and I will spend my whole life to prove to you that a lifetime is a couple."

Chang Le nodded in satisfaction, and then caught his hand. She felt her body suddenly tilted, and Zhou Yu picked her up like a chicken, and sat firmly on the horse. in his arms.

but!

The plot shouldn't be like this!
The bride should enter the wedding sedan chair at this time, because she will have to parade through the streets later, and she will have to cross the brazier when she arrives at the Qianyuan Hall.

This.
Everyone is in trouble.

To say or not to say?
Xi Po decided to grit her teeth and try her best to remonstrate!
do my best!

Xi Po: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, our process is wrong."

Zhou Yu didn't care what Xi Po said, and just galloped forward.

The team dispersed immediately.

With Zhou Yu at the center, his dark guards lined up on both sides, protecting the people on the road in the center.

Xipo and the attendants were chasing after her.

The empty carriage followed at the end.

And Chang Le and Zhou Yu at the front both live in each other's eyes.

Along the way, the red silk continued.

Ten miles of red makeup, but that's all.

Chang Le was deeply moved: "I have been married so many times, and this is the first time I saw my ten-mile red makeup. It is such a beautiful stretch of road. If all the brides have to cover their faces in the carriage, then this stretch of the road It’s beautiful, but it’s too sad.”

Say something later.

After the Ming Dynasty, the control of wedding etiquette was released, and women could also ride around the road on horseback, without the cumbersome dogmas of the past, and freedom comes first.

Xie Zhao hugged her like he was holding a big baby, his eyebrows and eyes were hooked into a smile.

"Chuchu, you married me again."

He was almost talking to himself.

Chang Le answered carefully, "Well, marrying you is my choice, not coercion, not weighing pros and cons. Whether you are Xie Zhao or Zhou Yu, I still love you."

These words gave Xie Zhao great encouragement.

He has decided to give up Zhou Yu's name and call him Xie Zhao.

In fact, he has already become Xie Zhao, and the reason why he has been stuck in the same place is nothing more than that he can't see clearly.

Chang Le's ability to perceive other people's emotions is very strong, she asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Xie Zhao smiled and kissed her on the top of her head. The fragrance of her hair has fascinated him to this day.

"It's nothing, I just feel that we should get along like this."

"Thank you, Chuchu. You let me find myself."

The wedding is still going on.

Because the emperor's outrageous behavior dragged the rhythm of the entire wedding banquet into chaos.

Fortunately, Xie Lingfeng is sober.

He gritted his teeth and directed the people at the gate of the palace to turn around. He changed the steps on the brazier and the platform for worshiping heaven and earth again, omitting some of the links, so that the empress could quickly go through the process when she arrived.

In fact, for the empress.

This wedding banquet was held not only for the courtiers, but also for the common people all over the world.

Only not for myself.

So these worthless entertainment should end as soon as possible.

Xie Lingfeng is one of the few sober people in the palace, which is why he was promoted by Xie Zhao's side in a short time.

"The emperor is coming! Hold on tight! Follow what I said just now. If someone makes any mistakes today and turns back to the empress, I will not intercede for you! Do you understand?"

"understood."

The emperor and queen rode together and soon arrived at the gate of Xuanwu.

Xie Lingfeng laughed exaggeratedly, ran over to greet him, and knelt on the ground to let Chang Le step on his back to get off the horse.

This point won Xie Zhao's heart.

The rest of the process went smoothly and normally.

In the end, there was still plenty of time left for the two to bridal chamber.

Looking at the quilt on the bed, and the wine, melons and fruits on the table, Chang Le knew he was shy.

Here we go again.

Changle's face burned.

Zhou Yu poured the Hejin wine into two empty cups, then looked at Changle with a calm expression.

"Or should I drink first?"

Chang Le was speechless, "Why?"

Zhou Yu: "Let me confirm to you that there is no poison in it."

Chang Le rolled his eyes in his heart, "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows jokingly: "You poison is good, I like it very much. Why don't you inject more this time?"

What does this poison refer to.

Chang Le understood what he meant almost instantly, her face suddenly burned, red hot and passionate.

"you"

Zhou Yu stopped teasing her, and said with peace of mind: "Okay, there is no poison, really, let me help you have a drink first." As he said, he poured himself a glass.

The glass was turned over, not a single drop remained.

Chang Le refilled the wine for him, and then the two of them interlaced their wrists and drank a glass of Hebei wine while standing together.

The spicy wine slid down the throat and caused a burst of numbness. Changle's brain was empty for a moment, and then he said: "This wine is really spicy."

Zhou Yu looked at her with a smile, his eyes were dark, "Of course, I said I didn't poison her, but I specially arranged this wine, and I call it a cup of drunkenness."

Chang Le felt that his head was a little groggy, as if he drank a lot of flower and fruit wine in the past.

Poison is really not poison.

It is high wine.

The smell of alcohol gradually raised the air in the room to a hot level.

Ambiguous is not enough to describe the atmosphere between them.

Changle only felt burning.

My whole body was burning.

She drank too much wine, Xie Zhao's face was enlarged infinitely in her eyes, she longed for Xie Zhao's warmth.

ding ding dong dong-

Zhu Chai and Lingluo fell to the ground.

The water passed all night.

Not surprisingly, the relationship line will no longer be abused!The male protagonist turned his back on it, and I apologize to fellow Taoists on his behalf.