Ten days later, it was June 15.

It is advisable to marry, good luck.

When the genius was bright, the Zhaoyun Palace was already crowded with people, and the candles were bright.

After Zhaoyun bathed and changed clothes, he sat in front of the makeup mirror.

"One comb to the end, two combs to the white hair and eyebrows, three combs to the children and grandchildren, four combs to the four silver shoots are all marked." Mama Quanfu combed the black silk for Zhaoyun behind her, and read the greetings in a loud voice.

Zhaoyun pursed his lips, looked at the picturesque woman in the mirror, and raised his head with one hand to touch the Fu Lingsan hidden in his waist.

"Reward!" After the greetings were recited, as soon as the words fell, Mingcui stepped forward and handed the silver to Quanfu Mama.

The grandmother took it with a smile and hid the rewarded silver barley in her waist bag.

Then he took out a long piece of twine from his sleeve, smeared a little white flour on Zhaoyun's cheeks, and then bit one end of the rope with his mouth, pulled the rope tightly with both hands, and flew up and down to work.

First the chin, then the cheeks, and finally the forehead, little by little.

After twisting his face, Zhaoyun only felt a hot pain on his face. Although she has experienced it, she still has mixed feelings in her heart when she does it again.

Biluo took the white egg that had been peeled and rolled it on her face, and soon, the hot pain gradually disappeared. But the sense of complexity precipitated in my heart has never disappeared.

Then there was another rush of chaos. Ming Cui commanded everyone and methodically groomed Zhaoyun.

When Zhaoyun put on his headdress and finished sipping Danzhu lipstick, when Yingying got up, everyone was stunned.

The person in front of him was wearing a red wedding dress embroidered with mandarin duck and pomegranate patterns, covered with a magenta brocade scale golden cloud and a glow curtain. A string of waist seals hanging down the cloud crane pin gold twelve pieces of immortal skirts, the skirt is painted with the auspicious pattern of a hundred sons and hundreds of bats, and the waist is embellished with the shining jade pendant, which is even more slender and slender.

The three thousand black silks were all pulled up to the top of their heads, and the dark clouds were coiled into a bun like snow. Between the ends of the hair on both sides, there are long magpie beads and gold steps swaying obliquely. The tassels encrusted with red gems hang down thinly beside the bright cheeks, gently swaying.

And the big red wedding dress, full of brilliance, also reflects the delicate face.

Although it is not the appearance of not applying powder on weekdays, but the eyebrows are lightly dyed, the red lips are lightly touched, and then the rouge is lightly swept away, and the already fair and translucent complexion after twisting the face adds a layer of charming red.

And the little vermilion flower between the distant mountain daisies, the eyes are like a little lacquer, and it has become the first bloom of the mountain peach, which is beautiful and bright.

"Today's princess is so beautiful!" Mingcui stared without blinking, and sighed stupidly.

"Isn't it beautiful on weekdays?" Zhaoyun said angrily.

As everyone knows, in the eyes of others, the eye waves are flowing, but it is a different style.

As soon as the auspicious time arrived, Zhaoyun got on the shoulders raised by the four of them and went to the Dikun Palace to thank them.

When she arrived outside the Dikun Palace, with the support of Ming Cui, she stepped on the stool and carefully got off her shoulder. Entering the main hall, he knelt and said goodbye to Changde and Luo Ye, who were sitting in the right position.

The Empress Dowager Changde, who was sitting on a high seat, slowly admonished:

"Now you have reached the year of the plum, Yanyan is flying. May it be giving, humble and respectful. Positive color and exercise, to the husband and the master. Take softness as the use, take the weak as the beauty, and be quiet and chaste. Keep the festival neat, act shamefully, and move quietly. Extend the heirs, and grow old with the king. ”

Zhao Yun Yingying knelt down and thanked him.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor Zhao said."

"Today, there is the prince of the Western Wu Kingdom, the third son of Batur Huntaiji, Chengde for a year, and several times please make peace with the royal princess.

Now I have thought about it again and again, and in the spirit of friendship with the Xiwu generations, I agreed to ask for the performance, and the beloved daughter of the former emperor and Jingyi Yun Guifei, Princess Zhaoyun of the royal family of Yunqi Kingdom, will be the concubine of the prince of Xiwu.

Princess Zhaoyun is gentle and modest, virtuous and virtuous, virtuous and intelligent, respectful and cautious, and is specially named Princess Mingjing.

In order to show my emperor's will, I specially sent Princess Mingjing to Xiwu and Qin, and chose a day to form a good relationship with the three princes of Xiwu to form a good relationship between Qin and Jin, and forever consolidate the frontier ......"

As soon as the holy decree came out, Zhaoyun worshipped again.

The steps hanging on both sides collide with each other, and the clear sound of Ling Ling is like whose chaotic mind?

When he got up, he took the wine from the lacquer plate held by the celebrant and covered it with his big sleeves, and when he pretended to drink it all, he secretly poured it on the brocade handkerchief hidden in the cuffs.

After the ceremony.

Among the women standing on both sides of the hall to watch the ceremony, An Zhi was dressed in formal clothes, and looked coldly at Zhaoyun in the main hall, who was wearing scarlet formal clothes.

Although there are thousands of jealousies in her heart, she can only bite her silver teeth and hide them in her heart at this time. But the hatred that shot out from the pupils was like a poisonous snake, swimming around Zhaoyun.

But soon, the fists held between the wide sleeves of the formal dress were slowly released, and instead of the cold on his face, there was a strong killing intent.

For a while, Zhaoyun only felt a slight chill down his spine. Looking back, when she collided with An Zhi's eyes with murderous intent, Zhaoyun knew what she was thinking.

Want to take the opportunity to kill her? Hehe, let's give it a try!

The corners of his mouth rose slightly into an arc, and in An Zhi's eyes, it turned out to be a touch of provocation.

"The auspicious time has come, please get into the sedan chair in front of Princess Zhaoyun's Dikun Palace——"

The ceremonial official stood on the high platform outside the Dikun Palace, and the slender sound instantly fluttered around the Dikun Palace.

Zhaoyun in the Quanfu Mama support, did not look back to the outside of the Dikun Palace, on the four driving and driving, the neck is tied with a red silk jade horse, the top painted dragon and phoenix Xiang, the four corners of the red curtain green cover with silk tassels.

The women of the decree all went out of the temple in turn, lined up on both sides of the outside of the hall, and paid attention. An Zhi looked coldly at the vermilion back that was getting into the carriage, until it was covered and never seen again, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised and pulled out a trace of arc, cold, but with three points of pride.

For a while, the gongs and drums were noisy, and the firecrackers were ringing in unison.

The send-off procession was like flowing water, from the palace gate to the palace gate.

And the horse's hooves clattered against the ground, and the splashes of sand and mist were not in the sound of orderly footsteps.

After a stick of incense, the honor guard carried by the Xuanwu Festival envoy converged with the send-off team at the gate of the palace and drove out of the Zhumen wall of the Yunqi Palace.

Zhaoyun, who was sitting in the car, uncovered the big red Xipa, which was embroidered with mandarin ducks and tillians, on the top of his head.

She has finally left this long-bound place!

Someday, though, she will return.

Because the ghost that should have fallen into the hell of Ah Bi is still hidden in this land of right and wrong in all directions......

The green trees are blue, and the golden glow is long.

On both sides of the main road of Yunqi, there are drums and joy. Every other step, there was a soldier wearing armor and holding a spear, blocking the people behind who had sharpened their heads and wanted to see the princess.

But on all sides of the carriage, it was wrapped in expensive silk, and the openwork windows inlaid with gold ornaments were obscured by a curtain of vermilion crepe, so that outsiders could not peep into it.

On the side of the street and the attic on both sides, it is all bustling and crowded.

In the center of the main road, which stretches to the horizon, is a guard of honor for hundreds of miles. Behind the flying flags was a tall wooden box wrapped in red silk like a scorching glow on the horizon.

As everyone knows, the wooden box contains all rare treasures and jewels. sighed and praised, but he was even more curious about the princess in the carriage.

On the attic on the side, several heads crowded by the window, talking excitedly.

"I heard that the one sitting in the carriage is the daughter of the emperor - Princess Zhaoyun!"

"But isn't it, I heard that this princess is still the prince of Xiwu who personally asked His Majesty to marry today!"

"I heard that this is the emperor's favorite princess!"

"No matter how much you pamper you, don't you still become a princess who is kind!"

"Shut up!" A hoarse voice abruptly interrupted the snarky male voice.

"Who are you, you!" The roe-headed rat-eyed, outspoken, scholarly man looked at the visitor.

Qiusheng, who forcibly inserted a conversation between several people, pointed at the person and said indignantly.

"You sage books seem to have read all the dog's belly! If it weren't for Princess Zhaoyun's sacrifice of righteousness, how could my country have such a peaceful day now. Besides, even a little mentally handicapped woman knows the truth, but you don't know it, and you even insult it, it's really in vain to read the book of sages! ”

The scholar with the roe deer eye suddenly became angry and wanted to step forward to fight him, but was tightly held by the two people who were traveling with him.

The private room on the side, compared with the sound of boiling outside the window, seems deserted.

Su Zidui, who was sitting by the window, wore a dark brocade robe, and listened to the conversation of the people next door. Through the window, looking at the red curtain and green cover, his face was expressionless.

"Master, our men have laid an ambush, when will we start?" Yi Shu, who was standing aside, stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"It's three o'clock." Seeing the carriage walking away, Su Zidui coldly ordered: "As soon as the three quarters are over, start immediately, there must be no mistakes!" ”

"Yes!" Yishu clenched his fists and took his life.