At this time, Zhang Liao was dressed in a solemn groom's dress, wearing a knight's head, resembling a crown of Wuyu, wearing a dark shirt, red in black, symbolizing the sky, a red bottom, symbolizing the ground, and a black edge of the bottom, which is a metaphor for the harmony of yin and yang. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info waist with a large black belt, brown and red knees with a suit, feet bare.

His appearance is not bad, and when he wears this dress, he shows his heroic spirit, which makes everyone in the audience admire, and the beautiful eyes of Su Wu and other women in the crowd are full of brilliance.

Zhang Liao looked at the bride who came out of the West Chamber, the bride's wedding dress and his groom's clothes are in general style, only the color of the dress is different, a dark dark dress, together with the knee covering, head shoes, and big belts are all dark color, symbolizing single-mindedness, and the edge of the dress is red, symbolizing the harmony of yin and yang, and the green silk on the head is curled up, and there are no other accessories, simple and clean.

The bride's outfit is elegant and dignified, but compared to the bride herself, it is very inferior.

When Zhang Liao saw her for the first time, he had always been as careful and calm as him, but he couldn't help but blow his head, only to feel that his throat was a little dry.

What a woman this is!

The eyebrows are as hazy as the distant mountains, the face is like a hibiscus out of the water, at the moment when she raised her eyes, Zhang Liao saw her bright eyes like stars, she is very beautiful, but her gentle and elegant temperament is particularly beautiful, different from Yin's Chu Chu moving, different from Su Wan's charm and generosity, her beauty is the national color and fragrance, dignified and elegant, even her step by step posture is also graceful and elegant.

No wonder Li Ru was complacent and full of praise in front of him, no wonder Zuo Ci was also full of praise.

Even though Zhang Liao had never seen such a woman in his two lifetimes, he couldn't believe that this was a fourteen-year-old woman. Seeing her walk step by step with the support of his wife Zhang, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows, mother, how could he have the illusion of being ashamed and helpless?

He strode up to meet it, and reached out to pull the bride's white hand, the bride's slender hand trembled, and subconsciously hid in the sleeve of her back.

Zhang, the senior wife on the side, stretched out her hand to open Zhang Liao's hand and teased: "What is the monkey anxious about?" ”

Zhang Liao realized that he was a little out of shape, smiled wryly, got closer, and saw the bride's head hanging slightly, revealing a slender neck as white as jade. It's just that although he lowered his head, Zhang Liao seemed to notice her faint melancholy mood.

The master of ceremonies had already taught him etiquette in advance, and he bowed to Jia Xu three times first, while Zhang took the bride's hand, sent her to the carriage, and put on a black plain gauze dress to protect her from wind and dust.

Then Zhang Liao got into another carriage, and Zhang and Li Ru, who came with Zhang Liao as the wedding messenger, also had their own carriages to accompany them.

At this time, it is dusk, dusk is the time of day and night, and it is also the time to reconcile yin and yang.

The sunset on the horizon, quiet and serene, this is the wedding since the Qin and Han dynasties, following the Zhou system, simple and clean, no vocal music, no banquet, no noisy and noisy, Zhang and Li Ru and other people accompanying them are wearing Xuan Guan, Xuan Yi, the whole wedding is dignified and atmospheric.

Picked up the bride, the carriage returned, the distance was not far, and soon arrived in front of Zhang Liao's house, the servants and maids in the house were all dressed in Xuanyi, and the green house had already been set up in the house, which was very quiet and beautiful under the reflection of the sunset.

Under the auspices of Li Ru, the two worshipped heaven and earth under the Qinglu, and first bowed to the same prison, and the two sat and ate together, symbolizing the unity and dignity of humility. Then there is the merger ceremony, the first two times with the jue, the last time with the scoop, that is, the scoop that is cut into the two, the couple each hold a piece and drink, drink a sip and exchange with each other, meaning that the two are one, the two are bitter, the wine is sweet, and it means that the two of them will share the joys and sorrows together, and make fun in the bitterness.

When the last sunset of the day dissipated, Li Ru, Zhang's and other marriage envoys and marriagemen all left, and the husband and wife entered the cave room hand in hand to make a gift.

In the cave room, the red candle was over, the two sat in front of the couch, seeing the bride's pale face, biting her lips, a little nervous, sitting far away from herself, Zhang Liao naturally knew the reason, and threw the matchmaker over the wall, secretly scolded Dong Zhuo and Li Ru, smiled helplessly, took the scissors, gently cut a strand of the bride's hair, and approached the bride a little, and handed the scissors to the bride.

It's just that the bride's plain hand took the scissors, but she trembled a little, glanced at him, lowered her head, and refused to stretch out her plain hand, as if she didn't know where to cut it.

Zhang Liao was a little helpless, she had already married once, hadn't she ever done a knot? He didn't know that the Tang clan had really never performed a hair ceremony, and had not even had a wedding, because the late King Hongnong was not an adult, and he had to wait until he was fifteen years old before he could perform the big wedding ceremony, and officially canonized the Tang clan as the queen, but he did not wait for that day, and became a victim of Dong Zhuo's struggle with the Kwantung princes.

Zhang Liao reluctantly pulled his hair over, grabbed Tang's hand and cut a strand of it, and handed the hair of the two and a red envelope to Tang, as long as the hair of the two was knotted and wrapped in a red cloth bag, it meant that the two would be married from now on, and they would never abandon it.

Under the reflection of the red candle, Tang lowered his head, his two white hands trembled and knotted his hair, but the tears had fallen at some point, and a drop hit the red cloth bag, soaking the red cloth bag.

Seeing this, Zhang Liao was dumbfounded, what should I do?

He can be invincible on the battlefield, full of pride, can deal with the enemy unceremoniously, fight, can deal with the boss skillfully pat the back and alleviate the crisis, but who can tell him how to deal with a woman crying?

Seeing that Tang began to cry softly, and then choked, the tears couldn't be stopped like a waterline, Zhang Liao was a little restless, and hurriedly took a silk handkerchief and handed it to Tang.

Tang took it, but he still cried.

"This ...... Can you stop crying? Zhang Liao touched his nose.

Tang ignored him, still crying, as if he had some infinite grievances in his heart.

In fact, she was forced by Dong Zhuo to remarry Zhang Liao in order to destroy the Tang clan, and she did have some sadness and humiliation in her heart, as well as endless fear for the future, after all, she was still a fourteen-year-old girl, she was sent to the palace by her father in ignorance, and was elected as a nobleman in less than two months, and then the Son of Heaven was abolished, she became a princess, and was detained by Dong Zhuo in the North Palace, and it was rare to see her titular husband Liu Wei a few times. She had seen many palace maids and old concubines being pulled out by Dong Zhuo and never coming back, and the cowardice and panic of Liu Wei, the king of Hongnong, made her feel helpless in her heart, isolated and at a loss. And Liu Wei was poisoned, which made her even more frightened and uneasy, not knowing what her fate was.

Now that she is forced to marry another man, she is even more terrified. Death is not terrible, the unknown fate is terrible, this is a portrayal of her current situation, not to mention that she can't even die, otherwise it will affect the Tang family, perhaps, the only thing that makes her a little glad in her heart is that this husband is not those terrible Hu people under Dong Zhuo, and he doesn't look so fierce and rude.

"Don't worry, I'll treat you well!" Zhang Liao patted his chest.

Tang is still crying, although she is not very old, but after all, she is from everyone, she knows her special identity, and her husband also said before the temporary time, "The princess of the king is no longer the wife of the people", but now she has become the wife of the people, she doesn't know what kind of conspiracy there is? What will happen to the husband who remarries, maybe he will even be involved with this man.

Suddenly, her body stiffened, but Zhang Liao hugged her whole person into his arms.