"What kind of character is this Lin Wen? Is there her in history? Murdering so many people in a row, it should be recorded in history. Nangong Ran muttered to herself, she couldn't remember that there was a person like Lin Wen in the history books.

"No matter how much he does, she can't beat me anyway, if she really fights, she will die, what can she do to me?"

Listening to the discussion outside the car, it was almost none herself or Lin Wen, but she wanted to quickly see where this Lin Wen was sacred, was it as vicious as they said?

The palace gate is in front of you, beyond the palace gate, there are no noisy sounds, there are two rows of palace maids standing neatly on the side of the road, they bow their heads, their heads are pressed very low, according to the rules of Chenguo, it should be so, the palace maids can not be at eye level with the people in the palace, they must bow their heads. Each person had a basket in his hand, and he didn't know what was in it.

Waiting for Nangong Ran's sedan chair to pass them, they opened the basket in order, and scattered the things in the basket like the air.

Peach blossom is Nangong Ran's favorite flower, is it a coincidence? Or was it deliberately arranged?

Qin Leng watched the sedan chair slowly enter the palace from the upstairs not far away, and his heart was full of joy and expectation.

"Your Majesty, the marriage certificate has been prepared, please take a look." The eunuch presented the marriage letter that had just been prepared.

"Here, changed." Qin Leng pointed to a line of words in the marriage book, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this is inappropriate......" "If the widow asks you to change it, you will change it." "Yes......

Who called the family the emperor, since it wants to change, then it can only obey orders, the eunuch trembled, for fear that this marriage book will be read out and will lead to the dissatisfaction of the Manchu Dynasty, and even afraid that the lady who will marry into the palace will take his life. After all, the Nangong family is not easy to mess with, Nangong Ran's aunt, but Linguo is the queen mother, and her cousin is Li Yan, the emperor of the dynasty.

The eunuch trembled a little and went down to change the marriage book, Qin Leng glanced outside again, the sedan chair was almost here, "Zhao Heng, it's almost time to go down." "Yes, Your Majesty." Zhao Heng's voice is a mother, in fact, he is not a eunuch, he became a eunuch because he made a mistake.

But one thing is for sure, Zhao Heng has bad intentions, and Qin Leng kept him by his side just to control him.

Qin Leng went downstairs slowly, walking unhurriedly, Zhao Heng followed, afraid that if he accidentally made a mistake again, he would lose his life before he took revenge, after all, now the Zhao family no longer recognized him as a son, and he had no backer.

Nangong Ran's sedan chair arrived at Lanying Palace, the sedan chair drivers carefully put down the sedan chair, a few steps away, the palace maid who had been waiting there early in the morning came forward and helped Nangong Ran get off the sedan chair, "Niangniang, in the future, the slave maid will be your personal maidservant, and the slave maid's name is Sui Sui." ”

The age is very well-behaved, and it doesn't look like he is sixteen or seventeen years old like Nangong Ran.

Nangong Ran put down the fan covering her face in her hand, and covered her with a red hijab.

Sui Sui slowly supported Nangong Ran, who was covered with a red hijab, afraid that if she couldn't see the road and fell, then she would be a capital crime. Nangong Ran was blocked by the red hijab and couldn't see clearly, so she could only look at the ground under her feet, and there were peach blossom petals blown by the wind on the ground.

The skirt of the wedding dress dragged on very long, and two palace maids were also arranged behind to drag the skirt, followed by about twenty people, who held the incense burner in their hands, and the incense burner exuded the familiar sandalwood.

This sandalwood reminded Nangong Ran of Qin Leng again.

Sui Sui helped Nangong Ran up one step after another. Always staring at the ground, there was an extra pair of black shoes. It's Qin Leng.

Qin Leng's wedding dress was black, while Nangong Ran's was red, in the dynasty at that time, black was the color that only emperors could wear, and it was a capital crime for others to wear it. And Nangong Ran usually likes to wear red, so to put it simply, there is not much difference between the two of them and what they usually wear.

Nangong Ran still lowered her head, looking at the shoes, graceful and luxurious, and she didn't know what the owner of the shoes looked like.

Qin Leng took Nangong Ran by the hand, and then walked forward, while Sui Sui retreated, all the way to the ranks of other palace maids, after all, according to the rules, the subordinates are not qualified to go to the altar.

An older man on the side began to read the marriage book: "Today, there is Nangong's daughter, Ran, virtuous, virtuous, gentle and obedient......" Nangong Ran listened expressionlessly, hehe, which neuropathy wrote these words, aren't you afraid of talking nonsense.

"When I met this beloved, I was named a beauty."

When I heard the ranks, everyone was shocked. Only Nangong Ran doesn't care about this.

This is a marriage between the two countries, Lin is a strong country, and this prime minister is an existence in Lin country, this beauty is too low, right?

Even though the ministers thought it was inappropriate, none of them dared to oppose it.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

This marriage was presided over by the prime minister of Chenguo, and with a kind and somewhat old voice, the two knelt down facing the altar and kowtowed.

The whole ceremony is full of sacredness and **.

Because of the hijab, Nangong Ran didn't see what that Qin Leng looked like until the end of the ceremony.

As soon as the ceremony ended, Sui Sui helped Nangong Ran to the Qingyuan Palace.

There is some distance from the Lilan Ying Hall of the Qingyuan Palace.

"Years old, what kind of person is the emperor?" Nangong Ran finally asked this question.

"Niangniang, the slave doesn't dare to talk about the emperor."

Nangong Ran: "? In this palace, don't you even dare to discuss it in private? "The slave doesn't dare to ......," Sui Sui replied cautiously. I'll lose it, this Qin Leng's palace rules are too strict.