The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 153: Big Wedding (2)
"Miss, are we still married?"

"Marry, why don't you marry? All men and women in the world are bald, and the hat of the dead princess can only be worn on your young lady's head."

After saying that, he pulled off the red brocade tassels, and under the hijab, the woman's slanted red phoenix eyes were full of evil spirits.

Thirteen sighed: This October sixteenth, is it great joy or great sorrow?Look at the corner of her master's skirt flying away, shake her head, God knows.

The beauty garden is quiet, the red makeup is still there, and the people are no longer there. Under the tree, the young man with the burden on his back hangs his head and wanders.

Whose eyes are burnt by this undefeated peach blossom all year round, so red.

After a long time, the wind picked up, and the intermittent pronunciation of the word came: "Xiao Jiu."

Outside Rong's mansion, the dowry circled three times, the royal guard circled three times, and the lively crowd circled three times. Such a battle was unprecedented.

The crowds are crowded, and some chatter is indispensable.

"Hey, why don't you see the dead prince?"

"Could it be that the dead king's body can't bear it?"

"Who knows? Maybe Emperor Hui drank some wine last night, so it's not allowed if it's too late."

"I'm afraid there will be twists and turns in this royal bestowed national marriage."

"..."

There was a lot of voices, surrounded by red silk, and the guard of honor to welcome the relatives came on horseback. In front of the hall, the prime minister on the right stood up to greet her.

"The old minister has seen the crown prince, the son of Zhaoming." The right minister had a solemn expression before seeing the dead king.

Xiao Fengge's face was ashen, and he cast a cold stare, but Xiao Yan was dressed in a red robe, standing in front of the horse, gentle and elegant: "Father-in-law, you don't need to perform such a grand ceremony, from now on, we will be a family."

"This gift cannot be discarded."

After some hypocrisy, Hou Wenjingyu of Zhang Qing also got off his horse, stepped forward and saluted: "Father-in-law."

"Here we come." Rong Ruhai's face was very stiff, since the uncle's mansion cheated on his daughter, and even posted it with a smiley face, the fire in his heart must be burning.

At the right time, Xi Niang's voice was thin and thin: "The auspicious time has come, the bride and groom get on the sedan chair."

In the inner hall, there are graceful figures on the left and right, the phoenix crown and Xia Pei are graceful and graceful, and under the tassel hijab, the daughter of the Rong family is extremely beautiful.

Everyone was jealous, and the two wives of the Rong family standing on the left and right were also jealous.

It has been a long time since Miss Rong Jiajiu left the cabinet.

Perhaps the Wen family was afraid that the cooked duck would fly away, so they went up to ask for someone regardless of the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers. Madam is wiping tears.

Then, the East Palace Phoenix Chariot was carried into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The red brocade robe made the man gentle, stepping on a field of fireworks: "My Lady Liang, I'm here to welcome you."

Under the red hijab, Rong Fuhua smiled bleakly, she walked towards Xiao Yan slowly, raised her head, her eyes under the tassels had a broken light: "Fortunately, he didn't come."

The melodious and gentle tone rang alone in Xiao Yan's ears, and his eyes were cold for a moment.

Rong Fuhua smiled, her skirt fluttering, and she walked towards the phoenix chariot, with ten miles of red makeup in her eyes, the ten miles of red makeup of Jiaolan Temple.

Fortunately, there are only ten miles of red makeup, without his red makeup.

Behind him, a woman's voice suddenly sounded, so flamboyant and ear-piercing: "So what, even if my man didn't come, the sixteen-carrying sedan chair from Jiaolan Palace to welcome the bride will still be carried into the palace gate of Tian's Palace in a graceful manner."

Rong Fanhua stamped his feet, turned around, and saw that the skirt was flamboyantly red, the tassels were hanging all over the floor, the woman was in a beautiful red gown, and the shimmering light from under the paper window reflected the beauty of the face under the red veil.

Beautiful, but demon.This is the ninth son of the Rong family.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, and tightened his hands hidden under the wide sleeves.

"Xiao Jiu." Xiao Fengge had a pretty face.

Rong Qiannian was lukewarm: "What are you doing here?"

Last night, a certain person even went to the palace to invite an imperial doctor, saying that he was depressed, lovesick, and had nothing to love... Today, he is in good spirits, and he speaks confidently: "Snatch the bride."

Everyone understood, no wonder Prince Zhaoming took the initiative to invite Ying to guard and greet his relatives, it turned out that the drunkard's intention was not to drink.

Rong Qiannian rolled her eyes.

Xiao Fengge smiled and leaned over, with peach blossoms hidden in his eyes, but people are more beautiful than flowers, and said: "He didn't come, why don't you take the sedan chair to my Prince Zhong's residence, I can also spread ten miles of red makeup on you."

He gloated and couldn't hide his joy.Xiao Fengge, oh Xiao Fengge, holding that shattered fantasy, always thought it was her shadow, and was always reluctant to let go.

Rong Qiannian raised her head, half covered with tassels, only the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "Why don't you change the ten-mile red makeup into a silver ticket, and I'll take the money for the wedding."

This woman is always so cruel and greedy.

"It's a dignified national wedding, the groom is absent, it's such a play, I'd like to see how it goes on, if it's wonderful, the gift money, I'll pay for it." Xiao Fengge laughed irritably, "I didn't know it was another show last night. What a show."

She sneered, last night...

On October [-]th, there was a grand banquet in the Changxin Palace to celebrate the country's marriage. On the dragon chair, Emperor Hui sang wine to all the officials: "The ninth lady of the Rong family is beautiful and virtuous, and she is the princess of the Tian family. I am very happy, especially A pot of tribute wine is given to show my intention."

She stared at the old fox on the dragon chair: "Nothing to be courteous?"

"Afraid that I will be poisoned?"

Snorting coldly, Danfeng smiled with twitchy eyes: "If it's poisonous, the minister will wait for the emperor underground."

After uttering the wild words, Emperor Hui's smile did not change, and he ordered to serve wine.

She naturally knew that the emperor would not be so stupid as to poison, so she took the wine and left it alone.

"Sister-in-law ten, I'll pour you some wine."

The smiling woman, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, is Princess Minghua of the Tian Family.

Last night, it was indeed a good show, I am afraid that someone with a heart planned it for a long time.

Rong Qiannian rubbed her chin, looked up at Xiao Fengge: "Last night?" She lifted her red skirt, walked to the sixteen-carrying sedan chair in Jiaolan Palace, and said to thousands of people, "Pass down the imperial concubine's decree, last night's feast in Changxin Palace , The deceased king and this princess drank and enjoyed each other, got very drunk, slept in Jiaolan, cloudy and rainy all night, today is not an auspicious time, and the national wedding is still the same, if there is any slight, I will definitely kill you!"

There was a sudden silence, and the woman's voice lingered for a long time.After a while, the guard of honor in the Jiaolan Palace sounded: "Get up the sedan chair!"

"She dared."

Rong Fanhua sneered and stepped into the phoenix chariot. After that, the bells and drums rang together, and behind him, there was a lot of voices.

"Look, what you said is so obscene and aboveboard."

"The ninth son of the Rong family, you are so fucking crazy!"

"This kind of momentum is unparalleled in the world."

"Tut tsk tsk..." Shaking his head and sighing, with lingering fears in his heart, "The wind is clear and there is trouble."

Scourge?This is the world of his Xiao family, his country, and there is no room for disaster.Xiao Yan sneered and got on his horse.

People, dispersed, outside the prime minister's mansion, Xiao Fengge stood in the scenery, he laughed, firecrackers and music pierced the eardrums, and the crazy voice of the woman next to his ears was clear: cloud and rain all night, today is not an auspicious time, the national wedding is still the same, if there is any slight speech, I will never let you down!

(End of this chapter)