Chapter 237: Fengqi Wutong 17 (End)

On the ninth day of the first month of February, Daying's emperor and queen got married, and the whole world celebrated.

On New Year's Day, I was woken up by my grandmother early in the morning, and sat in front of the dressing mirror and was tossed by the palace maid and a few grandmothers.

"Niangniang, this hairpin ......" An old lady noticed the extra jade-colored hairpin in the jewelry box, and couldn't help but wonder if she was puzzled.

This jewelry box contains all the jewelry needed for the wedding day, and she specially checked it yesterday.

Why is there an extra hairpin today?

Hearing this, New Year's Day lifted his eyelids lightly and wrote lightly: "Oh, it was sent by His Majesty." ”

Mama didn't dare to ask anything more now.

Thinking that Xiao Changqi came to her through the window last night, just to send a hairpin, New Year's Day was funny and a little hot at the same time.

The man's deep voice seemed to ring in his ears: "I'll pick you up tomorrow." ”

From ancient times to the present, due to the emperor's noble status, he has always sent a minister with children and daughters as a representative to greet his relatives, and there has never been an example of the emperor personally going to greet his relatives.

It took more than an hour just to dress up.

On New Year's Day, she changed into a wedding dress, and the phoenix outlined with gold thread occupied almost half of the wedding dress, and the pearl hairpin swayed with the woman's movements.

After everything was taken care of, the palace maid and the grandmother said some auspicious words.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"The auspicious time has come."

An older grandmother looked at the hour, and it seemed that there was still some time before the auspicious time.

So, the grandmother opened the door and went out, and asked the celebrant in a low voice, "Did my father-in-law remember the wrong time?" The auspicious time has not yet arrived. ”

The celebrant looked left and right, and also lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty is here." ”

The Ninety-Five Emperor came to greet his relatives in person, and it was not good to let the king of a country wait outside.

"But this ......," Mama hesitated, "the ceremony cannot be abolished." ”

The celebrant shook his head, and when he wanted to say something more, he heard a shout: "Your Majesty has arrived!" ”

Outside the courtyard of Zhuli, a person suddenly knelt on the ground.

Xiao Changqi, who was also dressed in a red wedding dress, bowed his head lightly and motioned for everyone to get up.

Then he walked to the door and knocked on it.

According to the rules, the bride should be carried out by her brother, but Xiao Changqi didn't want anyone to touch his queen, so he came to pick up New Year's Day in person.

The door opened, and before the red hijab was put on on New Year's Day, when he looked up, he met a pair of smiling eyes.

The man stared at her intently and said, "I'm here to pick you up." ”

The beautiful eyes of the woman dressed in a phoenix crown are full of light, and there is a light smile between her red lips.

The people in the house hurriedly saluted, and then hurriedly put the hijab on New Year's Day.

Xiao Changqi walked into the house unhurriedly, and squatted down in front of everyone: "I'll carry you." ”

Through the red hijab, New Year's Day couldn't see the expressions of other people clearly, but he could see the broad back in front of him.

New Year's Day thought for a while: "What about my brother?" ”

Yuan Qing standing outside the house: "......"

What could he do?

He's also helpless.

"I'll carry you." Xiao Changqi repeated again.

New Year's Day smiled silently, and no longer formal, leaning over the man's back.

Xiao Changqi carried his queen steadily, a happy smile on the corner of his lips.

The guard of honor and the drum band were in front of the welcoming procession, and the emperor's sedan chair was in the center, followed by the welcoming officials, eunuchs, and guards.

Listening to the people on both sides of the street congratulating the emperor and queen on her wedding, the heartbeat on New Year's Day was a little fast, and even the palms of my hands were sweating.

In the next second, a slightly cool hand wrapped her fingers and gently rubbed the back of her hand.

After waiting for the sedan chair, the man still didn't let go.

She was led by Xiao Changqi and walked up the long stairs on the red carpet, and the palace maid followed behind her to help her carry her skirt.

After worshipping the ancestors and burning incense, they held the ends of the red silk and bowed down in the loud voice of the celebrant.

"Worship heaven and earthβ€”"

"The Second Worship Hallβ€”"

On New Year's Day, my heart was beating like a drum, my eyes were a little sour, and at the moment I bent down, I finally fell a small water stain.

"Husband and wife worship each other-".

The unfulfilled long-cherished wish in the past life is over in this life.