"Ouch, mother, why are you here, sit down." When Changde saw her, he hurriedly came over and stretched out his hand.

Ruoyun didn't catch up, but only asked coldly: "Father-in-law Chang, this prince's wedding, does the emperor have any other arrangements?" ”

"Huh?" Changde was obviously stunned.

Before he could think of how to answer, Ruoyun already knew it in his heart, and walked in with a smile.

There are two concubines on the back side of the main seat, Concubine Luo Yiran is dressed in a heavy embroidered golden phoenix, wearing a peony dark red dress, wearing a falling moon crown, accompanied by the palace maid to sit in the chief, seeing her coming, she only glanced at her and continued to sit upright, Mo Zhaoyi did not come.

Ruoyun approached Concubine De's side, and before she could speak, she only heard her say in a very low voice in a cold voice: "Sister Concubine Xian, I haven't seen you in this palace for a long time." ”

Concubine De said, did not look at her, but clasped her hands on her knees, but glanced away.

Ruoyun pulled out a smile, saluted slightly, leaned in front of her, and said in a voice that only she heard: "The emperor is busy with government affairs, and he has no time to pay attention to me recently, and I have never been in good health, so I can't be favored by Long En, so please let my sister relax." After that, seeing that Concubine De didn't answer, she sat down.

Concubine De's mood seemed to be better, she glanced at her, hooked the corners of her mouth and sat up again.

Ruoyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Concubine De obviously just minded that the emperor hadn't been to Tongyue Palace recently, and she could see the emperor often, no matter what, it was not easy for Concubine De to govern the Hou/Palace, and she had never pursued Xia Nuanju's affairs too much, and she was not embarrassed to see her last time, and she didn't want to destroy this peaceful scene.

Ruoyun thought about it, looked through the right position, and saw Princess Rong Yuyun sitting on the other side. I couldn't bear the weight of the hairpin ring on my head, and my thin body sat staggering, but I still struggled to find something on the guest seat.

Ruoyun followed her gaze. But it is the seat of the royal house with a different surname.

Among the four princes with different surnames, only King Yu who has been transferred and King Huai, who does not ask about world affairs, are now in Beijing, only the two of them sit at the deserted table, and only Cheng Qinghe, Cheng Qingwen and Bai Cheng, who have not seen each other for a long time, sit at the other table.

Cheng Qing and Fang Cai made a fuss, and there was no sound at the moment, but Bai Chengzheng was staring at the children of the same age.

Ruoyun looked at the opposite side in surprise, Concubine De's father, Lord Luo, was in the chief. He didn't talk to anyone, but closed his eyes to recuperate, and then he pouted at Bai Cheng and grimaced as a chubby boy. Sit beside Lord Hu.

Ruoyun immediately understood, this child is afraid that he is the baby son of Lord Hu, I heard that he is stubborn and abnormal, and he has a "hatred" with Bai Cheng.

She's funny. looked at Bai Cheng with a look of refusal to admit defeat. If it weren't for Cheng Qingwen holding him, he was afraid that he would not be so peaceful.

Bai Ze was wearing a white brocade robe, and the murderous aura on his clean face was incompatible with the festive scene, and he smiled at her naturally when he met her gaze, and stretched out his hand and waved.

Chang De coughed lightly, and then said loudly: "The emperor has arrived." ”

Rong Jinhuan strode in from the inner door, and the pearl and white jade on the jade crown all shone dazzlingly under the approaching light, and looked at Ruoyun and then at Concubine De. Gladly sat down in the main seat.

The ministers in the front hall all stood up and knelt down, in the sound of "see the emperor". Ruoyun tried her best to capture Rong Jinhuan's expression, but his calm appearance made her suspect that she was worried before.

was laughing at himself, the door of the hall was opened, the drums sounded, the horn sounded, the fire trees and silver flowers bloomed on the platform at the same time, and the end of the red silk on the ground Rong Yixuan put on a high crown and high boots, wearing a red brocade robe with a golden eagle, and a crimson gauze robe on it, holding one end of the concentric knot and slowly entering with the newly canonized princess.

Rong Yixuan followed Shuyan by his side, and his usual sword was replaced by jade Ruyi at his waist, and he came with a mascot in both hands.

Princess Hu Yuer was carried in by the girl, the bead curtain and phoenix crown on her head were ingenious, the red wedding dress was finely made, and the peony pattern on her heart was vivid.

Hu Shu'er was a daughter, but she didn't sit early, she was looking at her and Concubine De from a distance, pretending to accompany her slowly behind Hu Yuer's team.

The palace people behind him followed the procession in, holding the palace lamp, carrying the wedding gift, holding the coral plate and the green jade wine bottle, stepping on the red silk spread a few miles outside the palace, so not magnificent.

Ding Shufang was accompanied by Ding Yifang to enter from the side road, and the position was the last seat of the prince's family, Ding Shufang's forced smile was obviously reluctant and self-pitying.

Rong Ying's head was full of beads and makeup, and Xiao Cui accompanied her to the royal family, and when she saw Rong Yixuan coming, she sighed imperceptibly.

Rong Jinhuan smiled, suddenly turned his head slightly, and asked softly to Concubine De: "Concubine De, do you see that this prince and princess are the same women in the palace, but they are compared?" ”

Concubine De's dignified smile froze on her face, and she suddenly felt like she was on pins and needles, not knowing how to answer.

Rong Jinhuan looked at her, and continued: "It is said that Yixuan has a concubine, this concubine has a slight resignation, there are many people in the palace, and it is your credit to be safe and sound." ”

Concubine De was surprised and delighted, and was busy thanking her, how could she still have half a shadow of Ruoyun's mustard look?

Concubine De was still happy, but Rong Jinhuan was already sitting upright, Rong Yixuan and Hu Yuer slowly stepped forward to pay respects, and the main marriage was Hu Yuer's father, Master Hu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Xue Yuanche, the new waiter of the Ministry of Rites.

Ruoyun knew for the first time that the royal wedding of the Dao Dao had such complicated etiquette, and it was already a sacrifice in the morning, and now a kneeling bow is not over, and he has to kneel to listen to the waiter of the Ministry of Rites read the scroll in his hand.

Hu Yuer got up and bowed to her father and brother again, Lord Hu only knelt in return, and this time, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites changed to a longer scroll to unfold.

Ruoyun looked at Rong Yixuan's once incomparably clear and close resolute side face, and always felt that there was not so much joy in his polite smile, listening to the unchanging way of reading the text of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, Ruoyun felt that the red clothes on his body were like cinnabar ink, which made her eyes constantly patterned, sleepy and almost yawned.

Rong Yixuan raised his head slightly in the sound of reading aloud without frustration, glanced at Ruoyun's seat, his deep gaze gently swept over her tired face, and immediately lowered his head.

Ruoyun saw it in her eyes, and suddenly felt sleepy, and hurriedly turned her head to meet Rong Jinhuan's cold phoenix eyes, and thought in horror that she was obviously innocent, and she was panicked, so she raised her eyes and glared back to show her innocence.

Rong Jinhuan stretched his brows, a smile returned to his face, and with a wave of his big hand, he said to the bottom: "Okay, okay, these sacrifices to the heavens, High Priest Zhao Wuyang has already read it, retreat." ”

Ruoyun's face changed instantly, how could she forget that there was still a Zhao Wuyang, but why didn't she see Zhao Wuyang's shadow after looking at it, could it be that he stayed obediently in the Taishi Division?

Without waiting for Lord Hu to raise objections, Rong Jinhuan immediately gave the waiter of the Ministry of Rites a look, Xue Yuanche did not dare to offend, and immediately lowered his head and handed the scroll to the waiter, let the newcomer worship the throne and bow to him, and took scissors to cut off the hair of the two and tied it with a red rope and sealed it.

Master Gu Yan comprehended, and hurriedly picked up the wine glass to congratulate: "Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to the prince." Suddenly, the people in the guest table stood up and congratulated.

The smile climbed up to Lord Hu's cheeks again, after all, it was his daughter who married the princess, the Hu family had a glorious face, and while the courtiers congratulated him, he was full of red light, hugged his fists and returned the salute, so embarrassed, he didn't even raise any objections to the emperor's saving steps.

At the suggestion of Rong Jinhuan, Rong Yixuan introduced the princess, Hu Yuer stepped forward to kneel down to worship the emperor and his wife, and Rong Jinhuan rewarded him with jewelry, cloth, and gave Rong Wangfu good land and servants to congratulate.

Concubine De prepared a good jade Ruyi, and Ruoyun sent a gold peony pendant covered with a red cloth, although the size of a palm was lifelike, the silk cloth was lifted for a moment, and the people who saw it were amazed.

It stands to reason that she has never had such a luxurious hobby, and she can't give the emperor a reward in person, but fortunately, there are too many hanging on the coral tree in Baize, and the workmanship materials are all produced by Fusu, and any one can be used as a gift.

Hu Yuer was busy thanking her, and Rong Ying, who had not spoken for a long time, got up, and shouted "Imperial Sister-in-law" expressionlessly and sat down again. Ding Shufang hurriedly stepped forward to give a big salute to the concubine, and as soon as she knelt down, she was stopped by the eunuch and palace maid, saying that it was unnecessary, and then shrank back.

When Hu Yuer was helped in, the side door of the front hall opened at the same time, on one side is the rested landscape garden, and on the other side is the newly decorated outer court.

The beauty and scenery are infinite, Rong Yixuan toasts calmly, and the guests congratulate one after another.

Rong Jinhuan saw his brother coming with a cup, picked up the wine glass and said, "Yixuan, you are getting married today, and you are very happy to be the emperor's brother." Today, you don't need to follow the courtesy of the king, just drink and have fun. ”

As he spoke, Rong Jinhuan drank it all, Rong Yixuan hurriedly responded, and also raised his head to drink, and Shuyan carried a wine jug on the side to pour it for him.

"I wish Prince Rong and the princess their love and white head." Concubine De smiled lightly and took a sip lightly, "This palace is not strong enough to drink." Rong Yixuan nodded, still toasting.

After he held the wine glass, he was smiling and staring at Ruoyun, but Rong Yixuan hesitated unabashedly, his eyes only fell on her complicated and dazzling coat, and sighed: "Concubine Xian Niangniang gave her treasures, and Yixuan thanked Yu'er on behalf of her." ”

Ruoyun was slightly surprised, seeing that he didn't wait for her to speak, he had already raised his head and drank the third cup.

She looked down at the clear wine and was stunned, she didn't know how much to drink, Rong Yixuan suddenly stretched out, put her fingers together and clicked Ruoyun's wine glass, and said to Rong Jinhuan, "I heard that Concubine Xian Niangniang has just recovered from a serious illness, and it is better not to drink." ”

Ruoyun was shocked, hurriedly drew his hand and dipped his lips with wine, and smiled at Rong Jinhuan and said: "The prince is married, how can there be any reason not to drink?" As he spoke, he bowed to Rong Yixuan again and sat down.

Rong Yixuan nodded yes, and had to turn around and plunge into the banquet.

Silk and bamboo ceremonial music, warbler song and swallow dance, full of crimson tent silk satin, fireworks everywhere, gongs and drums noisy, Chang'an Street is as hot as day, and the capital is not night because of the prince's wedding.

Ruoyun always looked around nervously, until the banquet was over and nothing unusual happened when the cups and plates were exhausted, and the hanging heart was also put down. (To be continued......)