It’s hard to break a phoenix’s destiny

Chapter 592: The Chaos Inside and Outside the Imperial City of Pingyang

On the day of Frost's Descent, Yang Xianrong, dressed in red, walked out of the Pingyang Palace. Not many people knew that she was getting married on that day, and even the people of Pingyang didn't know about this, as they were just busy making a living.

Therefore, it was quiet outside the Pingyang Palace, except that the street leading to the General's Mansion was actually wet, suppressing all the yellow dust that was usually raised. It was as if the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty had to sprinkle water on the street when he went out before, and this time it was a good omen from the sky.

Wang Po and other embroidered messengers followed behind Yang Xianrong, and were also secretly amazed. This woman was indeed not an ordinary person. Even in such a situation, she was protected by the gods.

They all wanted to follow Yang Xianrong, and when they left Luoyang City, they all swore to follow Yang Xianrong for the rest of their lives. She was not their queen, but their master.

Yang Xianrong was unwilling to let them do too much, "It's nothing more than moving back to the general's mansion. The most you can do is help clean up."

However, Wang Po was still busy with the other four people, preparing a lot of food. At least there was no hostess in the general's mansion now, and the young generals of the Shaoying Group still needed to eat.

In fact, Yang Xianrong also sighed a little. When she got married ten years ago, it was so grand. The crowds of people who came to watch the ceremony and the people who sent her off filled up Luoyang City. Her own phoenix carriage was also so unique...but so what?

She slowly walked out of the Golden Phoenix Palace. When she passed the main hall, she saw Liu Cong standing there alone, looking at Yang Xianrong.

This wedding dress was prepared by Liu Cong. It was indeed beautiful, but also very heavy. Yang Xianrong couldn't walk too fast because it was too strenuous.

Liu Cong just looked at her with a big smile on his face.

"My third sister is getting married today, so I must come to see her off." Liu Cong walked over and put something in her hand. "I sent the gold, silver and jewelry to the general's mansion, and I also had the tiger skin made into a mattress, which will be used on your wedding bed. It's soft and warm, and doesn't hurt your waist... It's okay, right?"

When Yang Xianrong heard this, she blushed slightly, lowered her head and said softly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Hey, now I'm not an emperor, I'm just your brother. We are still the same as before. You are my third sister, and I like..." Liu Cong hesitated and held Yang Xianrong's hand.

"If Yang Xianlian were still alive, she would be grateful for your friendship." She understood Liu Cong's feelings, but she still could not forgive this silly sister for what she had done.

"Well, so... let's do this." Liu Cong still couldn't say it, because he knew and understood that what he could do for Yang Xianrong was just to hope to do something for Yang Xianlian, and that was all. "It's a big day, and it's not easy for you two. I'll go to the wedding later."

"Okay." Yang Xianrong nodded, and continued to walk forward under Liu Cong's gaze. From the main hall to the palace gate, there was not even a guard. Perhaps Liu Cong was afraid that Yang Xianrong would be unhappy to see the soldiers wearing Han armor.

This was all he could do, but he also gave enough friendship.

Yang Xianrong continued to move forward, neither slow nor long.

At this moment, she was also feeling uneasy. Was she pushed forward by her "Phoenix Fate" or was it her own choice to get to where she is today?
Keep going, just keep going.

You can't even look back, and there's no need to look back.

The moment the palace gate was opened, sunlight shone in, covering the road with bright light as if by a miracle.

The guards were all dressed in bright clothes and armor, and were specially groomed. There was a hint of smile on their faces. A closer look revealed that they were all soldiers brought back by Liu Yao, assigned to Liu Cong as his personal followers, but they had a very good relationship with Yang Xianrong, and they were also vying to be on duty on this day. Yang Xianrong was not shy at all, and looked at them with a faint smile.

The group of soldiers laughed even more happily, and they all stood straight with their weapons in hand, showing her the highest courtesy.

Presumably, this was also arranged by Liu Cong and Liu Yao.

As Yang Xianrong thought about this, the slight tension in her heart began to dissipate, and she felt a little warm.

Just as she stepped out of the palace gate, Liu Cheng, Cao Zheng and other young soldiers from the Shaoying Group who had been standing outside the palace gate could no longer contain their excitement and surrounded her with smiles. Liu Cheng even pulled the sleeve of her red wedding dress and touched the white tiger fur on it, saying happily, "Sure enough, this fur trim is so beautiful, it sets off your peerless beauty, I am stunned by it."

"I'm dumbfounded too!" Cao Zheng laughed so hard that the corners of his mouth were split behind his ears. "The girl has fair skin to begin with, and now she looks even prettier."

"That's right! The girl is the most beautiful!" Several young generals gathered around. This group of people were not at all polite and even reached out to touch the white tiger's fur.

Wang Po had already rushed over, took out small biscuits and dozens of golden beans from her bosom and distributed them to them, saying with a smile: "Okay, okay, young generals, please don't touch it anymore. This white tiger hair is very precious."

"Only girls can use this!"

"The girl is the best looking!"

"The girl is the best person in the world!"

The young generals started talking at once. This was also the custom of the Xiongnu wedding in the Han Dynasty. A group of children would surround the bride and say some compliments, and then ask for wedding money. Fortunately, with them, the little bit of loneliness was dispelled, and everyone's face was even more smiling.

Even Yang Xianrong couldn't help laughing, but she was afraid that her makeup would be ruined, so she tried hard to keep a calm look. At least, she had to keep her head still, because the gold hairpins, gold flowers, and gold pendants on her head would sway with her posture, and they were really heavy.

However, that swaying posture further highlights her beauty.

The phoenix eyes are half curved and hide amber, and the red lips are like a cherry. The hair is lush and colorful, the eyebrows are white, the teeth are white, the face is prosperous and the light is bright.

That face was as bright as the spring breeze, even making the cold north wind at the beginning of frost become warm and gentle.

The young generals were overjoyed to receive the golden beans and food, and laughed even more happily. They surrounded Yang Xianrong and refused to leave, and some even wanted to grab her skirt and follow her.

"This seems to be against the rules, right?" Wang Po was a little embarrassed. There didn't seem to be such a thing in the Han wedding customs that she knew.

"We are Chunyang men. We follow the girl and make sure she gives birth to sons in the future!" Liu Cheng really doesn't care about food or meat. Maybe it's because he has been among the soldiers for too long, so he dares to say anything.

Yang Xianrong's face turned red again. She was about to reach out to cover Liu Cheng's mouth, but at this moment she heard someone say, "It would be great if Third Sister gave birth to a son as her first child. My fat daughter would have something to do!"