Chapter 145: King Xing's Wedding

"We also think it's strange," Miss Feng peeked at Ma Cong, lowered her delicate little face again, and frowned slightly, "She seems to have some deep hatred with that group of thieves, and she takes people's lives without mercy." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Then she looked at me and just said, 'No, no. Then he brushed his sleeves and departed. We didn't even have time to say thank you, and we didn't dare to say it. Her sword was covered in blood, and it was terrible. ā€

Isn't it, it's not?

Zhu Youzhu shook his head, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

Zhu Youzhu and Ma Cong questioned the case, and the eight points were all emotional. But Mu Bin remained sober and maintained the instinct of Jinyiwei, and stepped forward and only asked: "Why don't you report to the official when such a big case happens?"

"Ouch, my lord," Master Feng hurriedly said good words, "If people know that the little girl has been taken captive by thieves, the innocence of the little girl will be ruined!" We are just peddlers in business, how dare we care about the death and injury of this battle between bandits and bandits? At that time, I only wanted to redeem the little girl with money, but I didn't expect a chivalrous girl to rescue her, could it be that we still went to the official to arrest the benefactor? ā€

Mu Bin was about to say more, but Ma Cong stopped him and said, "Let's go, Bin, it seems that he is not the person we are looking for."

Strong in martial arts and ruthless, where would she be?

When you come out, the lantern festival at the night market is still bustling.

Zhu Youzhu held a lantern tightly in his hand and walked slowly ahead.

Passing by the gate of Jiang's Mansion on the way, Zhu Youzhu stopped, turned around and asked King Xing: "Ji'er, did you do what I asked you to do?"

King Xing looked up at the plaque of the Jiang Mansion, with a smile in his eyes, and replied when he heard the words: "Yes, I have already ordered it to go down."

"Okay," Zhu Youzhu said with relief, "Four days later, King Xing will marry Jiang Yi, the daughter of Jiang Xu, the commander of the soldiers and horses in the Jinyi Guard, and I will personally officiate at the wedding." ā€

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The twentieth day of the first month of the fifth year of Hongji.

Xingwang Zhu Youqi greeted Concubine Jiang in person.

The flag gong opens the way, and the guard of honor is mighty. King Xing's float is currently moving slowly, and Jiang Yifeng's sedan chair is following behind.

The noise outside the car was endless. The surging crowd seemed to be about to crash into it in the next moment.

Jiang Yi's heart was half nervous, half joy.

The day passed half tired, half panicked.

After entering the palace and going to the Fengtian Palace, it was already dusk when he returned to the Pavilion of the Kings.

Jiang Yi was so tired that he was about to fall apart. Ben was full of shyness and anxiety about marrying a woman, and at this moment he had already been worn away by the red tape of the whole day.

I just want to take off the heavy phoenix crown and xia veil, so that I can take a breath and drink a sip of water.

How did she know that the real ritual had just begun.

When the hijab was removed, her tired face just caught King Xing's eyes.

It made him purse his lips and snicker.

Jiang Yi was about to have a seizure, but he glanced at the female official beside him, and she was still sitting in the right seat.

Why did the emperor come to see them in person?

Jiang Yi had no choice but to hold back the discomfort all over his body, and saluted obediently under the guidance of praise.

Husbands and wives worship each other. Drink a combination of wine.

The shape of the jade cup is peculiar, with two cups to confront each other, and the middle passes together, so that the wine passes each other. Between the two cups, there is a mighty phoenix, and the phoenix stands on top of the squatting beast.

The glass touches lightly.

Jiang Yi's tiredness suddenly vanished, and eight words suddenly came to mind in his heart.

Share weal and woe, weal and woe.

From now on, with the handsome boy in front of him.

When they first met, the two argued over a lantern. When they met again, she was surrounded by them to inquire about things. When they met three times, he sheltered her from the wind and rain.

But it's just three sides.

How could you have thought that you would marry him today?

If she were someone else, she would not be willing.

It's just that when I think of a chance meeting with him, I will inevitably think of her master. The figure that was once so alive. Jiang Yi never let go of this past in his heart, and the more festive the moment, it was inevitable that he would regret it and secretly said: Master, you can't see such a fate.

The liquor went into her throat, burning her chest with a dull ache.

With Jiang Yi being sent to a new house in the backyard, King Xing changed out of a serious leather jacket, and then went out to the hall to feast guests.

When he was about to go out, he looked back at Jiang Yi, but he stopped talking and turned to leave.

Jiang Yi knew the rules and didn't talk to him for half a word. And finally sat down, only to find that after the day's rituals, I was already so hungry that my chest was close to my back, so my eyes couldn't help but stare straight at the food on the table.

However, a female deacon in the room still followed her every step of the way, taught her to be restless and not to be impatient, and waited for the guests to return to the room after King Xing's banquet.

When will this have to wait?

Jiang Yi stood up suddenly.

The deacons hurriedly came to pull, but before she could get in front of her, she suddenly fainted with a muffled grunt.

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King Xing came to the hall, and the hall was already full of friends. The hall was decorated with great festivity. The floor was covered with a thick carpet inlaid with gold wire, and the beams were covered with delicately painted palace lamps and bright red silk flowers. On the one-person-high carved silk silver candlestick, a red candle with the thickness of an arm was lit early, and the candle was mixed with spices, and the fragrance was overflowing when burned.

Such a festive scene, but the protagonist doesn't seem to appreciate it.

King Xing hurriedly bypassed the crowd full of congratulatory people, came to the welcome place at the entrance of the palace, whispered a few words to the porter, and hurriedly squeezed back to the main table.

Zhu Youzhu was beside him.

"Brother Huang, she still hasn't appeared." After speaking, King Xing raised his eyes and looked towards the door again, for fear of missing any familiar or unfamiliar face.

Zhu Youzhu raised the wine glass in his hand, put it down again, and said in a low voice: "I don't believe she won't come." Wait, maybe she's still trying to figure out how to get in. Have you sent people to guard the other small gates? ā€

"Yes, wherever there is a door, the courtiers have sent people." King Xing turned his head to look at him, and then looked at all the guests around him, "The guard at the gate is my personal guard, who has a sharp temperament and recognizes her. If she had entered through the gate, she would not have escaped his sight. But now that the banquet is about to start, she hasn't come yet, is she really so ruthless that she won't even come to see my wedding? ā€

On his right hand side was Qian Fu and other big tables of old people, and they all shook their heads and sighed when they heard this.

With her temperament, Mu Bin married and sent a congratulatory message, and now that her Xingwang brother is married, how can she not move at all?

Could it be that there was really something wrong, and it would be more than three months without a trace, like evaporation from the world?

Thinking of this, everyone's faces were a little unpleasant.

Ma Cong was even more so, and the wine in the wine cup almost shook out. He stared at King Xing's red clothes for a while, if Mu'er was here...... If Mu'er is here...... He suddenly came to his senses, got up and raised his glass and said, "Lord Wang, today is your big day, you should be happy." I don't know if she came, whether she will come, but I know her temperament, and I will honor the prince for this glass of wine. ā€

None of them expected that these words would come from the mouth of the horse who was most worried about her and couldn't let go of her.

How can you not raise a glass and drink it?

Zhu Youzhu also stood up, touched his wine glass with King Xing, and said with a faint smile: "Let's start the banquet." (To be continued.) )