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The ladies of the palace walked to the mirror with their heavy wedding dresses.

The red robe is embroidered with golden phoenixes and peonies, and is decorated with pearls and precious stones. The dazzling red made Ling Caiwei have to close her eyes.

Yueshang and Yilian helped her to her feet, and the palace maids put their clothes on her.

This is the second time she has put on her wedding dress.

For the first time, in order to take revenge, she married a legendary waste for Princess Yishu.

She thought that the only purpose of living after that was to avenge her blood hatred.

It was an accident to fall in love with Nam Youngyeol. She had always thought it was an added bonus in her life.

However, today, it seems that the deeper the love, the more painful the heart.

This is both a reward and a punishment.

Qin Wuya was the bamboo horse in her heart at the beginning. She loved him and hated him. And now, it's all gone. She only treated him as a friend.

The most helpless feeling in the world is in the face of those who love you, you don't love him, but you don't hate him. Like an ancient well, calm and waveless.

She wore a heavy phoenix crown, and the woman in the mirror was wrapped in festive red, and her eyebrows were like Yuandai, depicting a trace of unyielding and stubbornness. The foggy phoenix eyes are as clear as a stream, and the stream is shallow, but it can't wash away the moss thoughts in her heart.

Her cherry mouth was bright red, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, pursing all the emotions that could not be known to outsiders.

"The bride is ready to cover her head, and she will cover her head until it is white. Xi Niang sang again, Ling Caiwei's eyes were dark, and a big red hijab was on top of her head.

A raucous drum beat rang in her ears.

It was all around with a cacophony of human language.

She was like a puppet, led and supported by them, walked for a while, and suddenly stopped.

"I'll carry it!"

It's Gu Tao who comes.

He whispered in her ear: "I'll carry you to the sedan chair!"

Xi Niang seems to be saying something unruly.

Gu Taolai insisted on carrying it, otherwise he would not marry.

Ling Caiwei listened to the dispute outside the hijab in a daze, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

Uncle Zu Yusuo spoke, and it is feasible for brothers to carry their sisters on the sedan chair.

Seeing the princess's elders expressing their attitude, Xi Niang was afraid that such a stalemate would delay the time, so she had to turn a blind eye and agree.

"Come, come up!" Gu Taolai leaned over and half-squatted in front of Ling Caiwei.

Ling Caiwei knelt on his back on her knees and put her hands on his shoulders.

Gu Taolai's eyes were red, and he said softly: "Hold it steady." He stood up and walked towards Feng Yuan step by step.

The red hijab dangled on Ling Caiwei's head, the long tassel swayed on her chest, she looked at Gu Taolai's back, the dark purple fabric was wet with teardrops one after another.

Gu Taolai's pace slowed down, and then walked forward.

If he knew what would happen in the future, he would definitely not send her to the sedan chair.

This road is so short, Ling Caiwei sat on the phoenix, feeling that she had not finished recalling the scene of meeting Nan Ronglie at the beginning of Zhuxuan, and had already arrived at the Qin Palace.

Qin Wuya greeted him outside the palace gate early.

Emperor Qin's special approval of King Mengliang's wedding was held in Yong'an Palace.

Qin Wuya stood under the palace gate in a big red wedding robe and a long jade body, quietly watching the woman who was walking towards him.

He couldn't see her face, so he didn't need to know if she was happy or sad at the moment.

He just wanted to quietly enjoy this moment of pleasure, his own pleasure.

In this life, whether she loves him or not is just her business, and it has nothing to do with him.

He will remember this moment. She is his bride, and she is the only bond in his heart.

A piece of red silk was handed to him, and the other end was held in Ling Caiwei's hand.

He took the red silk, held it tightly in his hand, and pulled her step by step towards the happy hall of the Yong'an Palace.

The layout of the Yong'an Hall has been slightly adjusted, and many guests have gathered together.

The important ministers of the Qin State were all listed as guests, and Yue Daoru also came, sitting at the head of a group of ministers, his eyes looking at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

The emperor and the queen sat on the dragon chair, and two noble concubines sat on both sides to accompany each other.

Ling Caiwei could only see her feet and the shadowy road under her feet.

A hand reached over and took her cold little hand.

Qin Wuya comforted her: "Don't be afraid, it'll be over in a while!"

"I'll give you back your freedom!"

She followed Qin Wuya to kneel, get up, kneel again, and get up again.

Suddenly, I froze when I heard his words.

Qin Wuya held her hand tightly and didn't let her lift her head.

She asked, "What did you say?"

Qin Wuya: "After worshipping heaven and earth quietly with me, I will tell you when the ceremony is completed!"

This was his only request. Courtesy.

He suddenly stopped and picked her up. Startled, she threw her arms around his neck.

"Send it to the cave room. Xi Niang's shout did not fall, but she heard a deep and loud voice outside the Yong'an Palace, like a thunderclap, which made everyone stand up one after another.

"Let her go!

Everyone's eyes looked at the palace gate, the sun hit him, outlining a golden halo, Nan Ronglie stood there tall and tall, a pair of eyes as bright as stars looked at Ling Caiwei in a happy robe affectionately.

Back then, she was also dressed in a wedding robe and stood beside him.

At that time, she was just a cute and interesting girl to him. And he was just a stranger to her.

She had no joy, and he could feel that her every bow was neither humble nor arrogant.

Because she has hatred in her heart, even deceiving him, she is a proud gesture, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

And today, when she gets married, what kind of mood does she have? Will she miss him a little? Will she have the idea of running away?

Ling Caiwei heard the voice of longing for a long time, and her body suddenly froze.

Her hand holding Qin Wuya's neck slowly slid down, and he could feel that she was trembling, no, she was crying.

Heh, she finally waited for him.

"Do you want to go with him?" Qin Wuya asked her sadly.

Do you want to go with him? Do you want to go with him?

Ling Caiwei's heart felt like someone was stuffed with chaos, and she couldn't figure it out. She didn't know what she was going to do? She had no idea!

Why did he come? Didn't he go to the north to pick up Princess Yishu?

Did he rush back when he got the news? However, he was even more embarrassed when he came back!

Why come back?

She wasn't expecting him to appear, but when he did, she was overwhelmed!

Qin Wuya was still holding her, the sound of silk and bamboo in the hall stopped, and the quiet air seemed to freeze.

He whispered in her ear, "Will you go with him, or will you stay?"

Qin Wuya wanted to hear her say: I'll stay.

Although this violated his agreement with Nan Ronglie, as long as she was willing to say that she would stay, at this moment, he was willing to give up everything in front of him and compete with Nan Ronglie.

It was his wedding. She was his bride.

He's crazy. For the sake of imperial power, Ken agreed to Nam Rongyeol's request.

He must be crazy.

Ling Caiwei's heart was in her throat, and her throat was dry, and she couldn't speak.

She pursed her lips several times, trying to speak, but she couldn't make any sound.

(To be continued.) )