The Imperial Palace of the Northern Underworld

Bei Minghao was drinking tea and chatting with Xue Guifei, when a little eunuch suddenly ran up and said, "Your Majesty, there is news from Nan Yan that Princess Qingwan insists on making peace with the regent. ”

Bei Minghao's originally smiling expression suddenly changed: "What! ”

Xue Guifei's bone-chilling voice sounded and pulled back his thoughts: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with this?" This is the regent's backing, but if he treats the princess badly...... Let's find another chance to ...... her."

Bei Minghao obviously thought of it as well: "Xue'er is right. ”

He said to the little eunuch who had passed the message: "Tell the envoy, and let the regent make peace with Princess Naqingwan." ”

When the envoys in the Southern Dead Kingdom received the news, they immediately reported to the Southern Emperor and returned to the Northern Underworld.

Qingwan Palace and the Regent's Mansion received the holy decree at the same time.

"Princess Qingwan will go to Beiming to make peace ten days later, hoping that the princess can enhance the friendship between the two countries."

"The regent will marry Princess Qingwan as the regent ten days later."

Both of them accepted the order without any waves.

Ten days later, the southern kingdom was destroyed.

Emperor Nanyan, the queen and the crown prince were all in front of the palace, and they couldn't help but feel a little sour when they saw their little princess from childhood to adulthood get on the wedding sedan chair.

At this time, Princess Qingwan was Mo Qingyou, she was dressed in red, which became the most beautiful scenery of the palace, with a white jade mask given to her by her father during the ceremony, and the jade whistle on the other side. Mo Qingyou, who had never experienced family affection, looked at the family in front of her for some reason, and her heart was reluctant, and her eyes didn't know how to feel red.

She slowly knelt down, saluted her parents, and stepped into the wedding sedan chair, followed by a group of maids and guards, including the escort on the other side.

In the sedan chair, Mo Qingyou closed her eyes slightly, and said to Mo Qingwan in her heart: "When you arrive in Beiming, you will complete the wedding ceremony, and when you arrive at the Regent's Mansion, I will solve it for you." ”

"Okay."

Yucheng in the Northern Netherworld

A group of ministers anxiously prepared to greet them at the entrance of the city, seeing the red sedan chair and a group of people getting closer and closer in the distance, their hearts became more and more anxious: "It is said that this regent should go out of the city to greet him in person, but he has not seen him so far, how can this be good?" ”

"According to my customs in the Northern Underworld, after the bride's wedding sedan enters Yucheng, she will be greeted by the groom's wedding sedan chair."

Everyone was talking, and the person sent to call the regent had not returned, but Princess Qingwan's palanquin was getting closer and closer.

The wedding sedan chair arrived at the gate of Yucheng, grew up with Mo Qingwan, and the incomparably intimate little palace maid Su Yan has long been familiar with the customs of the Northern Underworld, and naturally understands the wedding customs.

Su Yan quickly understood, and said to Mo Qingwan in the sedan chair: "Princess, they are too bullying, on the day of the wedding, the regent did not come to greet him in person. ”

Mo Qingwan didn't know the customs of the north, and asked, "What?" ”

Su Yan knew that her princess had not seen the customs of the Northern Underworld, and explained: "Every time there is a day of harmony in the Northern Underworld, the groom should personally go out to greet him, and the bride should get off the wedding sedan chair in her country and sit in the Northern ** sedan chair, so as to prove her sincerity to the friendship between the two countries." ”

"But now, the regent did not greet him personally, which shows that he was rude." Su Yan said angrily.

Mo Qingwan was silent for a while, and said softly, "It's okay." ”

Before Su Yan could say anything, Mo Qingwan heard Mo Qingyou's voice: "Wan'er, let me deal with it." ”

"Okay.".

Mo Qingwan closed her eyes gently, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already Mo Qingyu who appeared.