Chapter 242: The Big Wedding Forcing the Palace!
It's finally the wedding day.
The whole palace is lit up, and as soon as the east reveals a little fish belly white, the solemn and elegant Chinese music has begun to play, and the palace is full of excitement.
Yiyang Palace is especially lively.
In the treasure hall, the ladies of the family came to add makeup and congratulations.
Nan Baoyi was squeezed into the corner.
She held the flower table and quietly looked in the direction of the makeup table.
The girl sitting in front of the makeup mirror table, with bright eyes and bright teeth, cold and dazzling, wearing a red wedding dress with a phoenix and a peony, she is more beautiful than flowers, and she is the best looking one among all the girls.
She was holding a golden silk fan, covering half of her face with a smile, and was tilting her head to talk to other girls.
Wei Chuchu can be regarded as raising his eyebrows.
She squeezed beside Xiao Qingyang and chattered and laughed: "Today is a good day, my sister-in-law will marry my family, and she will definitely be able to grow old with my brother!" My brother has a deep affection for his sister-in-law, and I can't find a second one in the worldβ"
When she said energetically, I don't know who pushed Nan Baoyi.
Nan Baoyi's half body suddenly leaned forward.
She bumped into the flower table, and the valuable vase on the flower table immediately fell to the ground and shattered.
The huge movement interrupted Wei Chuchu's boastful talk and also attracted the attention of others.
The vase has the meaning of "peace".
On the day of the wedding, breaking the vase is naturally not a good omen.
The palace grandmother sent by Empress Shen immediately shook the veil and shouted: "Amitabha, broken and safe, safe every year!" It's a good sign, it's a good sign! β
Nan Baoyi's face flushed in embarrassment.
She looked back, but there were crowds of people, and there were palace maids walking around, and she couldn't tell who had just hit her.
She was about to apologize, but Xiao Qingyang scolded indifferently: "Clumsy. β
"Isn't it?"
Wei Chuchu smiled and agreed.
She holds a grudge against Nan Baoyi.
She walked up to Nan Baoyi, looked at her a few times, and suddenly gave her a slap.
She said viciously: "In the end, the little family is not angry, and on a good day, something has to be done!" Sister-in-law, you should punish her severely! β
Nan Baoyi covered half of his reddened face and glared at Wei Chuchu viciously.
The girl was born delicate and moving, and after being slapped, she was more like a hibiscus flower trembling in the wind and rain, and she was even more beautiful and delicate.
Wei Chuchu saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but think of the fox spirit in Shen Yijue's courtyard.
Since these days, the husband has run to Shen Yiju's courtyard when he has nothing to do.
Although he said that he was going to visit his brother, Wei Chuchu felt that he was just going to see the fox spirit.
Facing the vixen's good friend, she was even more angry: "You still dare to stare at me? What are you, don't you have any points in your heart? How dare you stare at me! β
She was jealous and hateful, because Shen Yi would never allow her to trouble the fox spirit, so she simply poured her anger on Nan Bao's head and gave her another slap.
Seeing that she was still going to fight, Xiao Qingyang said expressionlessly: "It's really hateful to disrupt the wedding of the palace." Nan Baoyi, this palace will punish you to get out of Yiyang Palace, and you are not allowed to participate in today's wedding, can you be convinced? ! β
Nan Baoyi gritted her teeth.
Of course she wasn't convinced!
She could sense that Emperor Ji seemed to be trying to get her out of today's affairs.
Then the palace maid who deliberately pushed her just now is also the confidant of the emperor.
But she didn't want to leave, she wanted to accompany Xiao Qingyang.
These girls from the Yanyan family are not friends of the emperor, they can only compliment and flatter, they don't understand how lonely and sad the emperor is.
She wants to be with her......
Until the last moment.
She said firmly, "I don't want toβ"
"Someone." Emperor Ji interrupted her coldly, "Drag her out and let her guard at the gate of the palace." Bengong wants her to see with her own eyes, how Bengong is getting married! β
Immediately, a palace maid stepped forward, regardless of Nan Baoyi's opposition and struggle, and dragged her out mercilessly.
"Your Highness!"
Nan Baoyi was about to cry in a hurry.
Wei Chuchu was proud: "If my sister-in-law is punished well, she should break her mind of climbing the dragon and attaching the phoenix!" β
Xiao Qingyang disagreed.
She smacked her sideburns at the rhombic bronze mirror, held the golden silk fan, and said slowly: "The auspicious time is coming, it's time to go to the mother's harem and say goodbye to her." β
She smiled delicately.
However, the girl of the family did not hear anything wrong, and happily surrounded her and went to Yikun Palace together. boundless
Behind the ladies were forty-seven palace maids.
They were dressed in neat red palace clothes, holding palm fans, palace lamps, gourds and other things, and walked through the palace alleys happily.
Nan Baoyi was left at the gate of Yiyang Palace and sent them away.
She knew that Di Ji was different from her second brother.
What the emperor decided, no one could persuade him to move.
She chose this day to force the palace to rebel, and she must have planned to burn all her life.
She twisted her eyebrows in a tangled manner, and walked in the direction of the palace gate at a loss.
When I passed through the white marble square, I happened to meet Xiao Yi riding a horse.
He was followed by a team, which seemed to be a team of relatives dressed in red and color, but Nan Baoyi recognized it at a glance, many of them were Tianshu's top elite assassins.
When a daughter marries, she should be sent by the elder brother of the clan.
Nan Baoyi understood that the second brother was using the excuse of sending his relatives to bring his own people into the palace.
Xiao Yi urged the horse to come, and his gaze fell first on her cheeks full of red fingerprints.
He grabbed the reins: "Who struck?" β
Nan Baoyi shook her head.
It's all at this time, how can she still have the heart to pursue Wei Chuchu.
She reminded worriedly: "Your Highness, she is on her way to Yikun Palace." β
Xiao Yi was expressionless: "Was it Wei Chuchu?" I know. β
He took the men and horses and went straight to the Yikun Palace.
Nan Baoyi supports his forehead.
Did this guy figure out the point!
β¦β¦
At this time, the main hall of Yikun Palace.
Shen Jiang sat lazily on the phoenix chair, staring at the girls who were rushing in.
Her daughter's wedding dress was bright red and grand, holding a golden silk fan, like a peony blooming to the top.
The ladies of the family gathered around her, followed by dozens of red-clothed palace maids, all smiling like flowers, as if they were happy for their master's marriage.
She hooked her lips.
Xiao Qingyang walked to the hall and stood still.
She lifted her eyes.
The treasure hall is spacious and luxurious.
On both sides of the main hall, there are noblewomen from families who come to watch the ceremony.
They racked their brains, using various words to praise her appearance and bearing, and how compatible she and Wei Shaoqian's marriage was.
Mrs. Wei was also among them, her white fat face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and before she made a big salute, she took a bite of my bride and a bite of our Qingyang, as if they were so close to her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, which really made her sick.
And the woman codenamed "Mother" calmly sat on the phoenix chair on a high place.
After so many years, she is still graceful and luxurious, and she is high.
Xiao Qingyang chuckled.
She stared at Shen Jiang calmly: "When I was young, every time I came to Yikun Palace to say goodbye, Qingyang wanted to be hugged by you." But the royal steps under the phoenix chair are so high, Qingyang can't climb the steps, and he can't touch the corners of your sleeves. Now that you have grown up, you and Qingyang are more like monarchs. The corners of the sleeves that I couldn't touch when I was a child, now Qingyang doesn't want to touch them anymore. β
Many noble ladies and ladies in the hall looked at each other.
These words sound like a bride's farewell to A-Niang, and it is clearly more like a farewell.
The hall was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.
In the weird atmosphere, Xiao Qingyang stretched out his sleeves and bowed deeply.
She shouted: "Qingyang, say goodbye to the queen mother today!" β
The moment of worshipβ
The golden silk fan was discarded to the ground, and the red wedding dress was torn in half.
The girl jumped to her feet.
She was dressed in white, and the Qingfeng Sword refracted a cold light, carrying the momentum of thunder, and suddenly attacked Shen Jiang!
The forty-seven palace maids who accompanied her immediately ripped off the complicated and delicate red palace skirts!
They were all dressed in white suits and had swords hidden at their waists!
"I am willing to follow His Highness and treat death as home!"
The angry and resolute voice resounded through the Yikun Palace.
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