Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 430 Marriage (4)
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The heavy door opened slowly, and a scent of sandalwood wafted out.

The ministers kneeling on the square saw the opening of the altar door that had been closed for many years, and all of them opened their eyes wide with excitement.What's more, some old ministers were in tears.

The big wedding of the city lord of Wuyou City has always seemed simple, but it is extremely difficult.Because since Ouyang Min, the ancestor of the Ouyang family, passed away, the altar has been completely closed.The elders of the Ouyang family a hundred years ago were all sealed in the altar.In these years, every big wedding of the city lord will come to pay homage to the ancestors of the Ouyang family.But none of the city lords was able to open the altar hall door.

Legend has it that this altar was enchanted by Ouyang Min with the blood phoenix. Only by gathering the family heirlooms of the Mu family and the Shui family, Bi Xuezhu, and adding the fairy energy of Qionghua Fairy can it be broken.

Now, the Jade Blood Bead has been found, and Fairy Qionghua has also appeared.The century-old curse of the Ouyang family was finally lifted.

No one knows that except for the Ouyang clan who are the lords of Wuyou City, the rest of the city residents have never stepped out of Wuyou City for generations.It's not because they don't like secular disputes, but, before the door of the altar hall is opened.If any city dweller steps out of Wuyou City privately, he will be cursed by the ancestors of the Ouyang family.Not only will he die unexpectedly, but he will never be reborn.

Therefore, they are actually afraid, afraid of foreign invasion, afraid that one day, the gate of the city of worry-free will finally open...

"The ancestors have manifested, Fairy Qionghua has appeared, and Wuyou City has been saved..." An old minister could not help but burst into tears, and raised his head to the sky and roared loudly.

Driven by his emotions, all the officials around him were excited, with tears in their eyes.Seeing the woman being carried into the palace by Ouyang Chen, they all looked grateful and delighted.

There has always been a clear regulation in Wuyou City that when the city lord gets married, all ministers must wear black official uniforms, and the daughters of all ministers must wear red dresses.

Therefore, looking at the whole square at a glance, red and black are intertwined, just like the bright red three-life lotus blooming by the dark Santu River.Heavy and dark, yet thick and glaring.

Baili Qiutan stood in the crowd, even if the crowd was uniform, it could not conceal his unique temperament and beauty.His eyes were quiet, staring at the woman who disappeared behind the palace gate.The fingers on the side are slightly bent.

And Baili Qiurong, who was standing beside him, had been staring blankly at the grand scene just now.Waiting for the handsome man to carry the equally handsome woman into the altar that no one has stepped into for a hundred years, into the most sacred place in the city of worry-free except for the temple, his eyes are slightly moist.She covered her lips, trying not to cry out.

Zhao Xinyue, who was guarding the entrance of the hall, stared quietly, watching the man who looked like a god walk into the hall of the altar holding the woman who was as beautiful as a night goblin.There was a gloomy look in his eyes, but a perfect smile was slightly raised at the corner of his mouth.

His wish finally came true.

Holding his breath, he walked in with Mu Yan.

Different from the altar hall in Ling Xihan's imagination, I originally thought that places like altars were always dark and gloomy.In fact, it is not the case, the altar of the Ouyang family is bright and bright, resplendent and resplendent like a palace hall.

The spacious and bright hall is very luxuriously decorated.The huge night pearl hangs on the top of the plate, and the colorful phoenix blood mark is looming under the faint cloud cover.Ling Xihan knew that it was another phantom of the blood phoenix.Dense dougongs are placed under the eaves, and colored paintings of Hexi seals are decorated on the indoor and outdoor beams.The upper part of the door and window is inlaid with diamond pattern, the lower part is embossed with cloud and dragon patterns, and the joints are equipped with gilt copper leaves engraved with dragon patterns.The floor of the hall is paved with gold bricks, but the gold bricks are not made of gold, but specially made bricks in Suzhou.Its surface is light black, oily, bright, not astringent or slippery.Surrounded by bell-like flowers, the calyx is white and translucent like bone china, and the top of the petals is a circle of lavender in different shades, as if dyed by nature.The two phoenixes on the eaves, with sparkling golden feathers, are vivid and seem to want to fly away.There is a golden tablet in the Ming Dynasty, which is the tablet of the lords of Wuyou City in the past.

At this time, Ouyang Chen had already put her down and unlocked the acupuncture points.

If it was the past, she would definitely resist and try her best to escape.It's just that since she stepped into this hall, a familiar feeling crossed her mind, which made her forget to run away.

She has never been here before, but why does she feel familiar with this hall?In particular, there is a sculptural man standing in the very center.He was dressed in black ink, his eyebrows were picturesque, and his outline was [-]% similar to Ouyang Chen.It's just that the sharpness between the eyebrows rarely appeared on Ouyang Chen's face.He stood with one hand behind his back, holding a sword in the other hand, his brows were frowning coldly, and the hem of his clothes fluttered and danced with the movement of swinging the sword, with a majestic appearance.

It was also the first time for Ouyang Chen to step into this altar that had been built for a hundred years. Every time someone in the Ouyang family died, that person's spirit card would appear on the altar.Therefore, even if the altar is closed for a hundred years, it will have little effect on the hereditary title of the Lord of Worriless City.

His eyes were also fixed on the statue, and only a faint color was painted on his bland eyes.

"Then, it's the ancestor of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Min." His elegant voice rang in Ling Xihan's ear, answering her doubts.

Ling Xihan didn't speak, his eyes moved slowly, and looked at the white-haired old man who was sitting in front of the pailing of the ancestors of Ouyang's family.They are all white-clothed and white-haired, and they look at least 100 years old, and they keep their eyes tightly closed.Even after they walked in, they didn't see the slightest movement.

"They..." Ling Xihan frowned slightly, wondering if these old people had run out of breath.

As soon as this thought crossed my mind, I heard a voice that seemed to come from afar.

"You're finally here." The voice seemed heavy and feathery, floating in Ling Xihan's ears with vicissitudes of life, shaking her whole body.

Looking up, I saw the old man sitting in the middle opened his eyes.Those eyes were as deep as ancient Tan, and Ling Xihan couldn't help trembling in his heart, as if he could look into the past and present.

In particular, the gloomy light that appeared in her eyes made her feel uneasy.

Ouyang Chen seemed to feel her uneasiness, he held her little hand tightly with warm hands, and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid."

Ling Xihan raised her eyes, met his smiling eyes, and frowned unconsciously, but did not break free.

Why!The old man sighed again, "City Master, this woman is your destiny, you..."

"Senior brother, why don't you talk to this witch, just kill her." As soon as the old man with cold brows and rude words fell, his figure floated over like a ghost.Clenching both hands together, the murderous intent is fully revealed.

Ling Xihan's eyes turned cold, she clenched her fists secretly, and was about to attack, but Ouyang Chen had already pulled her behind him, and greeted her with palms.Zhao Xinyue and Mu Yan also shot at the same time, protecting Ling Xihan behind them, with doubts in their calm eyes.

(End of this chapter)