Prince Chun's convoy left Shengjing in a mighty way and embarked on the road to the country of Boto.

And Shengjing City was full of lights, and a grand wedding kicked off.

Feng Chencheng has been looking forward to this day for more than ten years! Since she was sensible, she has been waiting for this day, looking forward to this day!

This is what she has ordained, and no one can replace it!

The shiny bronze mirror reflects her beautiful face, and she is dressed in a colorful embroidered dragon and phoenix red dress, which makes her skin white and red.

Her eyes are full of longing and expectation for a happy life in the future, and she is also full of shyness and eagerness to try to become a woman.

The phoenix crown and the big red Xipa, wrapped all her beautiful clothes and delivered them to her husband step by step.

Her eyes were full of sweetness, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed, making everyone who saw it feel happy.

However, Yongsheng was expressionless, like a puppet.

According to the etiquette process, it is like a dry well without any waves.

After receiving the golden book and golden treasure, everyone knelt down and came to Kunning Palace surrounded by the lady, female officials and palace maids.

After drinking wine and making trouble, it should be a good time for the newlywed duo to grind their ears and temples.

However, Yongsheng ignored the queen who was sitting on the happy bed covered with good intentions, and asked his father-in-law Desheng to accompany him for a walk under the pretext of dispersing alcohol.

Passing through the Imperial Garden, I unconsciously walked to the front of the Cold Palace.

The guards of the cold palace were all "drinking happy wine", but they didn't expect the groom and the official to come here, and they were so scared that the three souls were gone.

However, Yongsheng didn't care, he just looked at the gate of the cold palace, and his mind was full of Leng Yi Yan's cold face.

obviously has such a face, but it is a fiery temper, and it is so awkward to be sick.

Why didn't you come to see her more at that time? If she had told her that she was a saint at that time, would she have treated him differently?

If she knew at that time that he had instructed everyone to take care of her, would she care more about herself?

But if these things don't make any sense, she doesn't have him in her heart, and even the weight of the guard Hu Si in her heart is a little heavier than that of herself, the emperor!

Regret it! Regret!

If you miss it, you'll never come back.

He remembered the way she called her a scoundrel, and he remembered her heroic posture of dancing a sword on the stage.

She is so beautiful, simple, innocent, without scheming, and even a little stupid! But it's also ingenious.

He stretched out his hand and touched the gate of the cold palace, if he knew that time would be so short, he would not have so many worries.

It's a pity that he can't predict the prophet, those times that he couldn't grasp are now all wounds in his heart, and just looking at them can make him so painful that he can't breathe.

"Your Majesty, today is your day of great joy, go back...... Otherwise, how should I explain to the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother tomorrow? Father-in-law Desheng knew his pain, but he had to persuade him.

Yongsheng waved his hand and said coldly: "If you say one more word, I will let you go to guard the imperial mausoleum!" ”

Desheng sighed secretly and bowed silently, not daring to say another word.

Standing in front of the cold palace for a long time, Yongsheng turned to the imperial garden again.

He walked slowly, as if the tremors of each step would make him feel distressed.

Looking up at the lanterns in the garden, his mind flew back to that day's garden party.

That jade pendant, after all, was handed over to her for Prince Chun.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh again.

Looking up at the sky, the moon seems to turn into a fur ball.

Suddenly, a drop of rain fell on his face, and he couldn't help but feel a sudden tightening.

Is it raining? That's right, I'm the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven is unhappy, and the sky is crying, isn't this the situation?

I still remember that day, I took shelter from the rain in the imperial garden, and met mountain peaches and aquatic plants in the gazebo.

Now, the two of them have also followed her out of the palace, I don't know if they have taken good care of her?

Thinking of this, Yongsheng raised his feet and walked to the gazebo.

(End of chapter)