"Prince Dajing, Li Fan."

Li Fan was born to the current queen, and he is also regarded as the eldest son-in-law, and he still occupies the eldest son.

If you want the position of prince, there is nothing wrong with it.

But he shouldn't have done anything to her.

Ning Yu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then motioned for Mu to go down.

Mu Zuo arched his hand and said yes, turned around and pressed his sword out of the camp.

Zhao Ping looked at Mu Zuo's figure thoughtfully.

Ning Yu glanced at Zhao Ping and opened the book casually, "What are you thinking?" ”

Zhao Ping's gaze was a little deep, "It's nothing." ”

Rest for the night, and continue the hurried journey the next day.

Two days later, they entered the boundary of Dajingdi.

Li Run, the second prince of Da Jiang, led the officials and soldiers to wait at the Jing border.

Seeing the convoy approaching, Li Yan led the officials and generals to dismount and wait.

The suona drum is loud.

Everyone in the convoy had red silk tied around their waists, even the horses' necks, but Zhao Ping's waist was empty.

The convoy stopped, and Li Yan led people to salute.

Ning Nan, as the elder brother of the family, led everyone to return the gift.

Li Yun smiled and said, "I have been waiting for An and Wang Ji here for a long time. ”

Ning Nan also smiled, "Your Highness, is this complaining about us?" ”

Li Yun: "Don't dare." ”

Inside the car, Qingyue's female voice sounded, "I was assassinated on the road, and I was delayed for a few days." It is not our right to keep the prince waiting. ”

Assassination?

Li Yun hurriedly raised his eyes to look.

The carriage was obscured by a red curtain painted with gold, and nothing could be seen.

Li Yan said: "Is Wang Ji injured?" ”

Ning Yu: "Fortunately, he didn't die. ”

Is this on the bar?

But that's also true.

Li Yan was silent for a moment and said, "Does Wang Ji know who carried out the assassination?" ”

Ning Yu seemed to smile, "I don't know." However, the killer caught it. ”

Li Run: "......"

How does this make him pick up?

Ning Yu obviously didn't plan to wait for him to pick up, "Your Highness, let's go, don't miss the wedding date." ”

Li Yan led people to avoid it.

The city gates are wide open, and the wedding car goes first.

It stands to reason that now that he has entered Jingdi and is guarded by Prince Jing, Zhao Ping can go back, but he refuses, so he has to send Wang Ji to Jingwang City safely.

He was not included in the dowry, and his name was not on the register. Yasukuni officials are also very helpless, but with Ning Yu's connivance, they can only let him.

The assassination was indeed true.

The killers were tortured and groggy, but they were still being carried.

The military general who greeted the relatives this time is named Xiao Tong, and his attainments in martial arts sergeants seem to be very high. came and went, but Zhao Ping and Zhao Ping had some feelings of sympathy and hatred for each other.

In the sedan chair, Ning Yu would always hear the two of them talking from time to time, which was nothing more than what kind of arrangement of troops was arranged.

It can be seen that Zhao Ping is really happy.

The eyebrows are full of brazenness and wantonness, and the eyes are clear, which can capture the light of the sun and the moon......

Ning Yu put his hand on his chin and looked at him wantonly through the crack in the curtain raised by the breeze, and unconsciously bent the corners of his lips.

"Wang Ji, don't be stupid." Phantom Colors lay in Ning Yu's ear and whispered back to her thoughts.

Ning Yu retracted his gaze.

Phantom grinned and winked at her.

Ning Yu: "......"

Ning Yu reached out and picked up the tea cup on the table and poured it down.

After half a moon, he finally arrived at King Jing's city.

The group settled in a post near the royal city.

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On the second day, Ning Yu sat in the wedding sedan chair prepared by Yasukuni, and the procession blew and blew and went to King Jing's City.

"Finally arrived at King Jing City!"

Outside the sedan car, Phantom sighed excitedly, "It seems like I've been walking for a long time......"

muttered again: "I feel that Jingwangcheng is not as rich as our Jiangwangcheng at all." ”

"Shh Lu Ruo hurriedly stopped Phantom, "When you come to Dajing, don't mention how Da Jiang is." ”

Phantom pouted, "oh", and soon smiled again.

Ning Yu picked up the Xipa with one hand and looked out of the gap in the curtain of the wedding sedan.

I saw hundreds of people rushing at the gate of the royal city, vying to watch. The soldiers were separated by spears, but they did not look too chaotic.

Slowly, the wedding sedan chair was carried under the castle tower.

"It's Da Jiang's An and Wang Ji!"

"I heard that An and Wang Ji Bodhisattva have a heart and a fairy posture!"

"An and Wang Ji really married our Dajing!"

"In the past, I thought what kind of woman could be worthy of our wise and martial His Royal Highness the Prince, and only a woman like An and Wang Ji could be worthy of our Royal Highness the Prince!"

In the end, a thousand words were condensed into one sentence-

"Welcome to Ann and Wang Ji!"

As soon as he entered King Jing City, Ning Yu was still startled by this majestic voice.

The people of the city, the soldiers of the city, shouted to each other. Voices came from all directions, almost drowning the small wedding sedan chair in it.

In the glow, it was Li Mo who came on a white horse. Dressed in a fiery red wedding dress, he is more and more handsome and uncast, like a god......

Through the big red curtain that was raised freely, Ning Yu looked at the man who came on a white horse in a daze. In a trance, I thought that if it weren't for Zhao Ping, maybe she would really like him.

After receiving the wedding sedan chair, Li Mo turned the horse's head and led the wedding sedan chair to the direction of Jinggong.

Along the way, the shouting of the people did not stop.

Most of them are praises to Li Mo, as well as wedding blessings.

Li Mo smiled and nodded to them in thanks.

After walking through a few streets and pavilions, I finally arrived at the Jingwang Palace.

The wedding sedan chair stopped, and the sound of suona gongs and drums shook the sky.

After the ceremonial officer sang a prayer and recited the congratulatory message, Li Mo dismounted and kicked the sedan door with an arrow.

Ning Yu got off the sedan chair and was helped by Xi Po across the brazier.

"Here we are."

Li Mo took Ning Yu's hand from Xi Po's hand.

His voice was very soft, almost out of breath, even through Xipa, it made Ning Yu's ears itch.

Ning Yu nodded lightly and let him lead him forward.

A band was also arranged in the East Palace.

The closer you get, the clearer the music becomes.

Xipa covered his face, and Ning Yu could only see the toes. She was led by Li Mo and slowly stepped steadily across the threshold of the East Palace.

The marriage between the two countries is not trivial.

King Jing and his queen were seated in the hall of the East Palace.

"Ahh

Before entering the hall, a sharp and panicked female voice came.

Frightened, Ning Yu took half a step back, and was firmly embraced by Li Mo.

Ning Yu raised Xipa to look, but saw that Zhao Ping, who was originally behind her, was like a gust of wind whirling, and steadily caught the shadow that fell from a high place.

In a few turns, all the force has been unloaded.

Zhao Ping took the girl and landed firmly on the ground.

For a moment, the music stopped, and all eyes were on the two people.

After landing on the ground, Zhao Ping let go of the girl, and his gaze slid towards Ning Yu as if he was nothing.

The girl's eyes were straight and stunned, as if she was still immersed in the fear of falling from the sky.

Ning Yu met Zhao Ping's gaze, and somehow, a fire was held in his chest, and he brushed the ground and put down Xipa.

When did Zhao Ping become so nosy!

This is the Dajing Palace, and there are many masters, so he can't make a move!

"Qin'er?" A majestic voice came from under the porch.

It's King Jing.

The woman rescued by Zhao Ping was Li Xiaqin, the king of Dajing.

Li Xiaqin hurriedly bowed and saluted, and shouted timidly: "Father...... Father......