The incense burner that collapsed before has also been cleaned and replaced.

Hazy smoke, with a light fragrance, has the effect of helping sleep.

Xiao Yue lowered her voice and tentatively called Qingli's name.

Qing Li fell into a deep sleep under the powerful pain.

Therefore, she did not respond to Satsuki.

Xiao Yue ordered the already weak lights to be extinguished, and he retreated outside the hall.

The moon hung high, emitting a silvery white light, and the silver-white light was too strong, suppressing the faint pale golden starlight, and somehow it had a slight unlucky taste.

The flowers and trees outside the hall were not as naughty as before, and they had been falling asleep with their heads down early this morning.

Even the most inconspicuous grass on the ground closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The noisy noise woke Qingli up, and she opened her eyes in annoyance.

Qingli propped up the bed with her arms and poured all her strength into her arms, but she still couldn't get up.

Xiao Yue, who was waiting by the bedside, heard the movement and hurriedly said, "Her Royal Highness is awake?"

Qing Li lightly: "Hmm." "Yes.

Xiao Yue said respectfully, "It's time for the princess lord to get up." ”

After the words fell, Xiaoyue opened Qingli's bed curtain and began to dress Qingli.

Qingli closed her eyes in a daze, pretending not to wake up yet, in order to hide her weakness.

Qingli got off the ground with the support of Xiaoyue, she slowly opened her hazy eyes, and looked at the red in the room and the red wedding dress on her body, she was stunned.

Only then did I remember that today was the day she got married.

I can't help but sigh that this day has come so soon.

In front, there is a palace maid wearing a pale pink palace maid's dress, with a double-ring bun on her head, and a delicate face gently smearing lipstick, thrush, and powder for Qingli.

The clear willow eyebrows were painted more thickly, and the rouge on the pale complexion had a healthy color.

The little star in the back is the bridal bun of Qingli, and the green silk of Qingli is divided into several strands and wrapped around the top of the head.

The head full of gold hairpins fell Qingli headache.

Qing Li frowned and said, "Take off a few vermilion hairpins, it's too much." ”

Xiao Xing narrowed his eyes and said respectfully, "Yes, princess." ”

After Qingli finished dressing up, Xiaoyue and Xiaoxing were amazed, it was so beautiful!

The red silk dress is as sweet as the peach blossoms in March, and the eyebrows are a little vermilion, which is really the most beautiful embellishment, and the skin that is lined with snow is even whiter and greasy.

The delicate facial features, after makeup, are even more deep and three-dimensional.

Xiao Yue came back to her senses, didn't dare to look at it anymore, and hurriedly covered Qingli with a red hijab.

Qingli walked through the brazier in front of the door and walked towards the sedan chair with the support of Xiaoyue.

Inside and outside the hall of Qingli, all the lights are colorful, and they are all red.

The joy was playing, and the red silk was spread on the ground, and a few sycamore leaves fell on the silk.

The curtain of the vermilion sedan chair was lifted by a little maid with her hair combed in a double bun, two red ribbons tied to her hair bun, and a red gauze robe.

The maid was full of joy and waited quietly for Qingli to get on the sedan chair.

The sedan car was followed by a group of people who beat gongs and drumpets and played the trumpet.

In front of that group of people was riding a high-headed horse, dressed in red, with a red brocade ribbon in his hair, a big red flower ball hanging on his chest, and the corners of his mouth and eyebrows were dyed with a smile.

The eyes of the dead were filled with affection that could not be dissolved, and he was deeply staring at Qingli, like a child who had won candy, and the joy on his face could not be stopped.

Qingli walked to the carriage with Xiaoyue's support, her heart ached, and a mouthful of mossy blood gushed up.

Qing Li stumbled and fell to the ground, Xiao Yue noticed it, and hurriedly used her strength to pull Qing Li.

Qing Li avoided falling to the ground.

Seeing it, the smile on his face was a little lowered, and he said worriedly: "Be careful, don't fall." ”

Qingli was in a trance, and she didn't know if she heard the words of the place of separation, in short, she didn't return to the funeral, but just hurriedly got on the sedan chair.

The little palace maid who teased the sedan door for Qingli put down the sedan curtain and said, "Get up the sedan chair." ”

Li Yan looked in the direction of the sedan chair, pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, and drove the horse forward slowly.

The sound of joy resounded in the sky, and the catkins in the air flew wildly, as if it knew that it was a happy day, and it also happily frolicked around the clear sedan chair.

Walking to the street, the roadside was full of people, all of whom came to congratulate Qingli.

The little girl shouted in the direction of the sedan chair: "Sister Princess." ”

Yaya's father stopped her and said to her: "Today is very important to Her Royal Highness the Princess, Yaya is obedient and don't disturb Her Royal Highness." ”

The girl pursed her lips and replied with an unhappy face, "Yes." ”

Many people who had received the grace of Qingli, like a girl, loudly said congratulatory messages in the direction of the sedan chair.

But they all consciously stood on both sides of the road and did not stand in the way of the greeting team.

Qingli may have heard it, but she didn't have the strength to go back.

She leaned against the wall of the car, the expression on her face was very painful, a blood-colored flower bloomed on the ground, and her lips under the red hijab were stained with undried drops of blood.

Her hand propped on the saddle to keep her from falling to the ground.

The sky, which had been clear, darkened in an instant, lightning streaked across the sky, and thunder rang out.

The sound of joy snapped abruptly. The face of the dead is also a little ugly.

In order to make the wedding go smoothly, I was very serious when I chose the day, I thought that today would be a cloudless good day, but who knew that there would be lightning and thunder without warning.

If it rains, they will definitely get wet, and he doesn't want to be drenched in soup on the day of marriage, and finally be ridiculed by Qingli.

The thunder sounded again, and Liyan was thinking about what to do, when the white sturdy horse let out a low roar, and the sideburns on its back were blown by the wind.

It stopped, and there was a glint in the horse's eyes, and it looked up, and the horse's eyes shot at the blue sky.

A little fairy hiding in the clouds hurriedly fled, leaving behind a pretty figure.

The sky cleared again, as if the lightning and thunder had just been a small episode.

Li Yan exhaled, although he was surprised by the impermanence of today's weather, but fortunately it was a false alarm.

He turned his head and said to the musicians who didn't know why, "Keep playing." ”

The festive music sounded again.

The welcoming team beat gongs and drums all the way, passed through the market, and walked to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The convoy stopped, dismounted, walked to the flaming red sedan chair, and opened the sedan curtain.

Qing Li used the greatest strength he could at this time, stood up, walked out of the sedan car, and hurriedly supported Qing Li.

The matchmaker brought a fiery red hydrangea tied with a red thread, and she handed one end of the hydrangea to Qing Li, and the other end to Liyan.

Liyan glanced at Qingli with a smile, and walked forward with Qingli, Qingli walked very slowly, so Liyan also slowed down and waited for Qingli.

Liwu thought that Qingli couldn't see the road clearly because of the red hijab, so he staggered.

Leaving the mourning and Qingli stepped over, hung with red lanterns, and pasted with red happy words.