Daze's Wind City is built on the waterfront, and the Yansui River passes through the city and flows into the vast West Sea.

Outside the castle tower to the west, countless huge sea ships are moored, and small boats come and go, carrying goods from all over the world to different destinations. The bustling harbor stretches north and south along the city walls, like a lively long street built on the seaside, and is bustling with people all year round.

Since ancient times, it has been the place where the Baili clan lived.

And today, Emperor Chaoyan, who married from Lingxiao City, will enter this sea city that has stood for thousands of years from the Yansui River and become the future hostess of the Baili clan.

For the first time in hundreds of years, the magnificent and tall Yansui Gate, built across the river in the east of the city, was opened, and dozens of lightweight, decorated boats neatly sailed out, full of fragrant and fragrant flowers. The young girl selected from the clan, wearing a soft and flowing gauze skirt, stood on the bow of the boat with a light and graceful figure, and threw the flowers in the flower basket into the Yansui River.

It is said that the Emperor Ji of Chaoyan, who married from afar, liked the color red and loved roses, so the floating in the river was full of red petals, which were reflected in the blue water color, which was particularly dazzling.

On both sides of the riverbank, people stood watching the ceremony, holding the waterside bluebells in their hands to welcome them, and looking at the direction of the imperial palace in the distance.

Qing Ling got down on the riverbank outside the city, and slowly walked up to a pontoon bridge full of bluebells under the guidance of the female officer.

She was wearing a luxurious golden and red wedding dress, and the beaded curtain hanging from her head covered her face, and her movement was quite inconvenient.

The female official whispered: "Your Highness, be careful, walk slowly, this process of welcoming the relatives is not the slightest mistake!" ”

Qing Ling crossed the swaying bead curtain in front of him, looked at the wide and quiet blue river and the densely packed human heads on both banks, and suddenly became a little timid.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Mu Chen on the shore, but saw that he was looking in the direction of the city gate, and his expression was cold and melancholy.

The crowd erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

The maidens smiled and moved the boat to the side of the river, leaving a central passageway. The passage is close to the city gate, and a tall double-decker colorful boat slowly sails out, accompanied by the music of silk bamboo sheng drums, and the wind is fluttering.

There was a man standing at the bow of the boat, with a shadow and flowing clouds, and a luster in his glass eyes, which was better than the splendor of the blue waves and the sun at this time.

Qing Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at it again.

Luo Yao jumped off the bow of the boat amid the laughter of the onlookers, and landed on the river in a dashing manner.

Where he touched his feet, the surface of the water immediately condensed into ice like a lotus blooming, and quickly spread out, and further on, the river continued to condense again.

He smiled slightly, and slowly walked towards the green spirit on the pontoon, and the river under his feet gradually formed a frozen channel, diffusing the mist of ethereal water.

Qing Ling was in a daze, feeling that the female official handed her hand to Luo Yao's warm palm, and whispered again: "Your Highness must go slowly, don't fall......"

She was at a loss in her mind, and walked off the pontoon bridge with vague steps, followed Luo Yao, and slowly walked on the ice road to the Yingqin color boat under Yan Suimen.

The people on both sides of the river bank threw the flowers in their hands into the river, paving a sea of bright blue flowers, which reflected each other with the red roses condensed in the ice, like a splendid splendid splendor.

Qingling remembered in a trance that the female officer said that Daze was still blue because of his proximity to water.

The female official also said that the Yansui Gate would only be opened when the patriarch of the Baili clan or the heir of the patriarch married. The last time it was turned on was hundreds of years ago.

The female officer seemed to have said many other things, but at this moment, she almost didn't remember anything anymore......

Luo Yao had been holding Qing Ling's hand tightly and carefully leading her forward. His hands were warm and strong, so that she could still maintain her sobriety in the midst of her disorganized thoughts, dragging the heavy and gorgeous tail of her skirt, and walking on the ice in a dignified manner.

Before he arrived at the colorful boat, Luo Yao leaned over and picked up Qing Ling horizontally, jumped onto the deck, and attracted cheers from both sides of the strait.

Baili Ningyan, who was rarely dressed in a bright outfit, stepped forward to support Qing Ling, commanded the maid to arrange the skirt and crown for her, and greeted softly: "Emperor." ”

Qing Ling came back to her senses slightly, and bowed politely behind the bead curtain, "Miss Baili." ”

There was an extroverted female family member of the clan next to him who laughed at Zhang Luo and said, "Let's quickly turn around and go home!" After the salute, the two sisters-in-law will have to change their words! ”

Qing Ling and Luo Yao stood side by side on the bow of the boat, and slowly turned around and sailed into the Yansui Gate amid the sound of music and laughter of everyone.

After entering the Imperial Mansion, there were already the master of ceremonies of the Hou Mansion and the elders of the Baili clan waiting here, leading the newlyweds to the ancestral hall to worship first, and then turned to the main hall to salute.

The royal marquis Baili was in the main position, and smiled kindly and elegantly. Mu Chen, who is also the marriage envoy, sat beside Baili Yu as the bride's brother, and he also held the corners of his lips shallowly, and he had already controlled his emotions and expressions very appropriately.

After worshipping the ancestral hall, Qingling put on a new set of clothes, removed the crown hanging from the beaded curtain, and revealed a face with exquisite makeup. The eyes are like water, the lips are like Danzhu, and there is a unique temperament between the eyebrows that seems to be shy and condensed.

Under the guidance of the female official, she finished worshipping and bowing with Luo Yao in front of the guests step by step, and her eyes were always slightly lowered, not looking at anyone in the hall.

The guests who watched the ceremony saw that the bride and groom were both outstanding and very compatible, and they couldn't help but be overjoyed and secretly shouted in their hearts.

The Baili clan lives in a corner all the year round and does not have much contact with other families in the Central Plains, so most of the guests invited are relatives of their own clan or local friends in the city of the wind.

Many people in the clan originally sweated for this family matter, thinking that Emperor Chaoyan was born noble, and most of her temperament would be more arrogant and arrogant, but now I saw that although Qingling was a little shy and alienated, there was no arrogance and arrogance, and they were all relieved.

On the contrary, Qing Ling listened to the discussions and praises of the people around him at the moment, and only felt that the buzzing sound was echoing in his head, and he didn't know what to do, and his heart was uncontrollably raising higher and higher......

After the ceremony, the newlyweds moved into another hall with a drinking table.

Qing Ling changed into a slightly lighter wedding dress, followed behind Luo Yao, and toasted the guests one by one.

Luo Yao has always been calm and generous in life, and he can talk about the scene easily, and when he was chatting and laughing with all the uncles and brothers, he did not forget to help Qingling properly relieve the siege.

Qing Ling didn't want to accept his affection, but he didn't know what to say, so after toasting with a smiling face, he silently bowed his head and drank, avoiding the colorful lights and candles.

Ning Yan came over with a few women of the same clan and toasted to Qingling, "Sister-in-law, I wish you and your brother eternal marriage and grow old together!" ”

Qing Ling took the wine one by one, raised his head and drank it down, and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

The smell of wine surged, the heat rushed to the corners of the throat and eyes, and consciousness recovered slightly, only to realize that all this was not a dream.

Luo Yao raised his glass and walked up to Mu Chen, "Thank you, eldest prince, for sending the emperor to Pingfeng City." ”

There was a person who drank too much next to him and coaxed: "Shizi, you don't have to see the outside like this, right?" The emperor is now your daughter-in-law, you should change your name to the eldest prince 'Brother Wang'!" ”

Luo Yao and Mu Chen's eyes met in mid-air for a moment, and each had a fleeting and complicated look.

Mu Chen took the wine glass from Luo Yao's hand, drank it, and said indifferently: "Please ask the prince to take care of Qingling." ”

Luo Yao smiled, "Of course." ”

After three rounds of drinking, everyone took their seats in the hall, waiting for the last procedure of the wedding, the high sacrificial dance.

The sacrificial dance of Gao, intended to seek children, is a traditional custom of weddings in the Daze area. Because its dancing posture is more than the harmony of yin and yang, primitive and unrestrained, often make the audience red-faced, early in the morning, there are maids in front of the guest table to hang the ruyi cloud pattern gauze curtain, the dancer and the distinguished guests in the hall separated.

It's just that the ice silk gauze curtain is as thin as a cicada's wings, although the streamer is shining and the moire is darkly printed, everyone behind the curtain can still see the plump female dancer, except for a cloth covering her waist, there is nothing on her body. She wore a long braid with a tinkling brass bell at the end of her braid, her hands held high, and she walked to the beat of the music, while chanting words in her mouth, praying for the newlyweds to have an heir. A muscular male dancer next to him dressed in the same costume, waving his arms and moving in circles to gradually move closer to the female dancer, intertwining with her body and making various bold gestures.

According to custom, there is no curtain hanging in front of the couple sitting high in the center.

Soon, Qing Ling's face began to burn.

She stretched out her sweaty hand to grasp the wine glass on the table, only to find that the glass had been empty for a long time.

Seeing this, the female official next to her quickly picked up the wine jug, added wine to the bride, and smiled with the corners of her mouth and said in a low voice: "The slave maid said before that this ceremony of asking for a child is a blessing. If you are really embarrassed to look at the emperor, you just care about eating and drinking with your head bowed. ”

Qing Ling lowered his head and sipped wine, and when his mind was in a state of confusion, he felt that he was a little ridiculous in his cowardice.

Having come to this point, isn't it all your own choice?

She put down the wine glass, her fingertips were still trembling uncontrollably, and before she could retract her sleeve, she was suddenly held by Luo Yao beside her.

His fingers were slender and strong, and with a familiar warmth, they rubbed gently against the back of her hand.

But she didn't dare to look sideways at him, and she didn't have the courage to resist, so she could only let him hold her hand and continue to sit in silence.

A cool night breeze came, blowing through the moire curtain in front of everyone's eyes, stirring up ripple-like ups and downs.

The thin veil in front of the chief case in the lower left also rose with the wind, revealing half of Mu Chen's figure after the case.

Qing Ling hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but raise his eyes.

After a quick glance, I didn't have time to see his expression clearly, only to see that his body was stiff, his hand was clutching a wine glass, and his knuckles were slightly white.

The dancers in the hall were still writhing violently.

The drumbeat of the dance music seemed to get louder and louder, and it all hit her heart at once, striking wave after wave of pain, rippling with sourness, and making her mind begin to become trance-like.

She couldn't remember when life began to become so ridiculous......