Among all those wishes, there must also be a small soul that has already entered the six realms of reincarnation.

The corners of Cheng Huan's mouth hooked up a shallow and quiet smile, and the whispering wishes of the surrounding people kept pouring into his ears.

After all, Ouyang Gurong's hard work over the years was not in vain, and in the eyes of the people, Prince Rong was also a Ming Monarch and Holy Lord of the dynasty.

The sedan chair paused slightly, and Cheng Huan's mind wandered back from the conversation of the surrounding people.

Up and down, the eight sedan chairs have arrived in front of the forbidden Rongwang Mansion.

After the sedan chair steadily crossed the brazier and entered the courtyard, Ouyang Gurong stood in court with a golden bow in his hand, and shot three red arrows at the sedan chair according to the system, taking the intention of breaking the evil and driving away evil spirits.

Listening to the enthusiastic cheers outside, Cheng Huan's heart still jumped a few beats for no reason.

Xi Paozhen's heart swayed slightly, and a touch of crimson silently climbed up Cheng Huan's cheeks, adding a few charms to her beautiful character appearance, reflecting the brightness and gentleness of Xipa, and the brightness was incomprehensible.

Suddenly, the sedan body trembled, and it was Ouyang Gurong who kicked the sedan door.

Cheng Huan looked down at the tassel on the veil, and suddenly saw a slender and powerful hand stretched out under Xipa.

These big hands, once when Cheng Huan was unable to support it, couldn't help but hold her slender waist, or just beat her up horizontally, so domineering that no one could question it.

It is also such a pair of big hands that will take Chenghuan through a long and quiet period from now on.

Cheng Huan secretly took a deep breath and gently put one of his soft jade hands into Ouyang Gurong's hand.

The moment the palm touched, one of Cheng Huan's small hands was immediately held, and with a slight and gentle belt, the warm force helped her to step steadily on the sedan chair and get off the sedan chair.

In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Gurong was already standing by Cheng Huan's side.

At this moment, Cheng Huan seemed to hear Ouyang Gurong whispering a smile in his ear, and the familiar breath blew Xipa lightly, and there was a warm heat that almost immediately lingered in his ears through Xipa, which made Zeng Huan's cheeks fly, and brought great stability in his shame.

Cheng Huan was led by Ouyang Gurong, although he couldn't see the front, he was relieved to step towards the threshold.

The trembling filigree on the embroidered shoes crossed the colorful saddle, and the whole man pulled the saddle off.

The martyr does not marry a second husband, and a good horse does not deserve a double saddle, such a slight action is a metaphor for the beauty of such a non-dual heart, and makes a wish for the safety of the family.

I could vaguely hear the congratulations of the princes and courtiers, but Cheng Huan didn't pay much attention to it.

At this moment, Cheng Huan was full of only one person by his side, his fingers were interlocked, and the hustle and bustle in the house seemed to have faded away, and only he was by his side.

Then there is the complicated worship of heaven and earth, after experiencing the worship of heaven and earth in the previous cottage, Cheng Huan thought it was not difficult.

However, many rules and regulations in the royal family are not as light as Cheng Huan thought.

Both of them must really raise their hands and eyebrows, bow and bow.

With great piety and perseverance, every worship is made with a white head to accompany the oath, and the three serious and unrepentant three bows are engraved in each other's lives, one life for a lifetime, and the next life and the next.

The master of ceremonies sang: Enter the cave room! Cheng Huan breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and walked forward with the brilliant red silk.

In the early morning of the next day, Cheng Huan opened his sleepy eyes in a slight sound of clothes.

Fortunately, over the years, Cheng Huan has long been accustomed to this pair of ears with excellent hearing, otherwise I am afraid that for more than ten years, he will rarely get a good night's sleep.

When he was in Tianyu Villa, Feng Mingxuan chose a more secluded courtyard to build.

Now in the forbidden Rongwang Mansion, it is naturally not as good as the quiet courtyards before.

"I wanted you to sleep a little longer, why did you wake up?" Seeing Cheng Huan open his eyes, Ouyang Gurong, who was dressing, also leaned over and asked softly.

Cheng Huan stretched his waist lazily, but his sleepy eyes were already clear.

"Aren't you going to enter the palace today to thank you?" Cheng Huan also got up.

"It's not too late to enter the palace again, it's still early." Ouyang Gurong glanced at the still dim sky, and replied softly.

That being said, in fact, it was just that Ouyang Gurong felt distressed that Chenghuan's physique was weak and couldn't withstand the cool breeze in the morning and evening.

Although Cheng Huan didn't say anything a while ago, Ouyang Gurong could clearly see that Cheng Huan's pale face without a trace of blood was precisely because of overwork.

After returning to the capital from the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang, Cheng Huan was even more tired than when he was in Northern Xinjiang.

Not only do you have to receive orthodox training in princess etiquette, but you also need to thank Cheng Huan personally every day every day in each palace.

After three days of going back and forth, Cheng Huan was even thinner than when he was in northern Xinjiang.

"I'm fine, I'm willing to do these things for you." Knowing that it was Ouyang Gurong who took pity on his body, Cheng Huan did not delay any longer, and even sat in front of the mirror and called the maidservant to dress her up.

If there is anything in this dynasty that Cheng Huan can't learn, thinking about pulling a bun should be one of them.

The hair bun that looks beautiful and prosperous is supposed to take half an hour to complete.

Gong E's skillful hands, coupled with exquisite jewels and ornaments, were so pressed that Cheng Huan couldn't lift his head.

"Qiao'er, enough is enough." Seeing that Gong E was still adding headdresses one by one, Cheng Huan helplessly stopped it.

Presumably, Cheng Huan's hairstyle was enough for a silver hairpin before, but now Cheng Huan looked at the gold and jade jewelry on his head, and he felt like he no longer knew himself.

"Crown Princess, the bride should not be too plain, now it can't be less." Seeing Cheng Huan remove some hair accessories by herself, Qiao'er said at the risk of being punished.

In the past two days, Qiao'er was dressing up for Cheng Huan, and intuitively Cheng Huan was not a difficult master.

It's just that it was not yet married, and Chenghuan had never tied his hair.

Today, if you want to enter the palace to thank you, it is no longer possible to wear your hair loosely, and you have to pull your hair in a bun no matter what.

Hearing Qiaoyun's voice to stop, Cheng Huan paused the movements in his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief helplessly.

I really don't know how those women in the imperial city walked with such a heavy bun every day.

"The slave knows that she is wrong, and she asks the mother to punish her!" Hearing Cheng Huan sigh, Qiao'er would be mistaken and mistakenly think that Cheng Huan was angry with her.

"What are you doing, you're right, why do I want to punish you." Looking at Qiao'er with a panicked face, Cheng Huan couldn't cry or laugh.

It turned out that being under such glory was enough to make his subordinates tremble.

Even if it's just a slight sigh, it will attract inexplicable suspicion.

"Which palace are you from?" Standing in the jade hand to help Qiao'er, Cheng Huanfu asked again.

Because of the big wedding in Rongwangfu in the past two days, many palace ladies in Rongwangfu were seconded from other palaces, so Chenghuan asked this question.

"The slave maid is the maidservant in the palace of the Yi Imperial Princess." Qiao'er replied tremblingly.

Cheng Huan smiled after hearing this, turned around and said to Ouyang Gurong, who was quietly looking at this qiē behind him: "Rong, Qiao'er is well-behaved and sensible, you ordered someone to ask Concubine Yi to come to the mansion." ”

"Qiaoyun, you can stay in Rongwang's Mansion with peace of mind, no one will beat you in the future." Seeing Ouyang Gurong nodding gently, Cheng Huan turned to Qiao'er and said.

Just when Fang Caiqiao'er knelt down, Cheng Huan had already seen the purple marks on her arms.

Those were apparently the marks of the long whipping that had been beaten day by day.

Hearing Cheng Huan's warm words, Qiao'er burst into tears, but she didn't expect Cheng Huan's mind to be so delicate, and she was also extremely sympathetic.

Seeing that the hour was not early, Cheng Huan told Qiao'er a few words, then changed into the red clothes that had been prepared before and left.

If it weren't for the wedding days, the rules in the palace could not wear white, and Cheng Huan would not be willing to give up his white clothes and wear this kind of color that only matches the color worn by Suzaku.

When I arrived at the Chengqian Palace, the sky showed the appearance of dawn, and the golden sunlight shone in from behind the palace walls, giving people a thin warmth.

The so-called thanksgiving for entering the palace is actually like the morning tea of ordinary people's families, where the daughter-in-law personally serves a cup of sweet tea to her father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"The crown prince and the crown princess have arrived." The chamberlain passed down from the palace gate to the floor.

Cheng Huan followed Ouyang Gurong's side, but she was dressed in red at this time, but she had already removed her white veil and entered the palace with her true face to thank her.

When he got married in the cottage before, Su Mu also gave him an ice and snow lotus, and Cheng Huan was still hesitant to use it.

After all, no matter how her foreign trade is, it will not have the slightest impact in Ouyang Gurong's heart, and holding the white veil during the day is just to prevent everyone from having more rights and wrongs.

But now that she has become the crown princess, with the restriction of her identity, Chenghuan is no more free than before.

Therefore, in order to prevent Ouyang Gurong from falling into the name of an "ugly woman", Cheng Huan had to use the priceless ice and snow lotus.

Before the wedding the night before, the pink scars on Cheng Huan's face had disappeared.

"See Father, Queen, Mother." Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong made a big salute together.

The Empress and Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty were already sitting in the center of the hall at this time, waiting for Cheng Huan's cup of morning tea.

Fortunately, in the previous three days of teaching, Cheng Huan was also familiar with the rules of the palace.

Therefore, just turning around slightly, I have already found that the palace maid has already prepared two tea bowls and presented them respectfully.

"The daughter-in-law served tea to the father and the queen mother." Cheng Huan said calmly.

Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty obviously admired Cheng Huan's daughter-in-law very much, and as soon as Cheng Huan's tea was served, Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty took it with a smile and did not embarrass Cheng Huan.

And Emperor Xuan's move also affected the queen who was cold-mannered.

The queen thought that Cheng Huan was really as rumored to be, with an ugly scar on her cheek and an ugly woman.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Huan removed the veil today, not only did there be no sign of half a scar on her cheeks, but a stunning face was even more extraordinary, as if the ten years of ruthless years had not left any traces on her face.