The peach is dying, scorching its glory. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room.

The peach is dying, and there is a fact. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate.

The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.

On April 18, a round of bright sunlight peeked out of the eastern sky early. The sky on the top is as blue as washing, blue as clear, and blue as deep, blue as a piece of sky-colored glass, intoxicating.

The city is full of green and verdant, it is fresh and pleasant, the jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down. A few birds on the branches are "squeaking" and chirping, as if they are announcing good news.

The whole Xiao Mansion is full of joy, with lights everywhere, and red satin hanging at the door, which is very festive. The maids hold all kinds of plates and dishes, coming and going, in an endless stream.

Hanyue sat quietly in front of the dresser, letting the maids dress her up. At this moment, her heart can be said to be mixed, with joy and expectation, but also a little sadness. It's just that what she doesn't understand is why there is still a trace of uneasiness in her heart that slips quietly, perhaps, this is a normal mood before marriage, in this case, what woman would not be nervous? She comforted herself silently in her heart.

In the bronze mirror, the eyebrows of the two willow leaves are as light as the moon, the eyes under the eyebrows are like stars, and the cherry lips are slightly purse. The fair face is lightly stained with red rouge, and the eyebrows are decorated with delicate flowers, adding a little charm to the originally beautiful face, and the indescribable style.

A green silk is twisted into a high mustache and fairy bun, the hairpin is wrapped with a golden phoenix bead wrapped around the hosta, and a red sapphire gold dot is inserted obliquely on the right side of the silk sway, and a peony velvet flower is worn on the head, implying glory and wealth. The ears are purple jade, the neck is hung with a red gold plate inlaid with eastern pearls, and the hand is wearing a blue glazed pomegranate pattern hollow gold bead double buckle bracelet, and a Danfeng Chaoyang gold thread pick-up wedding dress, which is gorgeous and abnormal.

The auspicious time has arrived, and a red turban covers the beautiful face of the cold moon. With the support of Xi Po, Han Yue came to the front hall, said goodbye to her parents, and walked towards the sedan chair. The long skirt is on the ground, and the fine and complex phoenix wears the peony pattern embroidered on it, which is exquisite, and the lotus is born step by step. A place of smoke amazed the time.

The greeting procession stretches for several miles, the cannon is played, the sixteen maids who lead the way in front of the sedan chair hold the bamboo flower basket in their hands, and the flower basket is full of red and pink rose petals sprinkled into the air, sprinkled with foreign flowers, flying all over the sky, a picture of harmony and beauty.

When night falls, the lights are on, and the palace is still full of people, staggered, and lively.

On the corridor of Hanyuxuan, the red lanterns are hung high, and the house is full of festive red. On several cases, two big red plate golden dragon and phoenix candles are slowly burning, and the candles are faint. On the sandalwood carved bed, there is a red gauze embroidered pomegranate curtain, and the four corners are hung with colorful gold silk Suzhou embroidered bat sachets, and a seat of a hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren is a red brocade quilt, and the bed is sprinkled with peanuts, longan, and red dates, implying that the early birth of a noble son.

Hanyue wore a big red hijab and sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her hands were unconsciously clasped together, and the nervous feeling made her palms sweat a little, sticky and greasy. At this moment, the sound of laughter and footsteps came from far and near to the door, and the door was pushed open. Through the red scarf, Han Yue only faintly saw some figures, but no matter how specific it was, he couldn't see it clearly.

"Come on, come on, let me go, fourth brother come and sit down." The bride is probably in a hurry." "Hahaha, yes, fourth brother, you made the fourth sister-in-law wait for a long time." Han Yue only felt that there was a crowd in front of him, and there was a sound of laughter in his ears, and at this time, the fourth prince Nangong Jing was pushed to the new bed by everyone.

Today's Nangong Jing is dressed in a red and black-edged embroidered gold python brocade robe, with a gold embroidered Ruyi pattern hollow jade belt around his waist, and his ink-like hair is tied up with a purple gold jade crown.

He sat down on the right side of the cold moon, and everyone in the room held the grain beans and fruits and coins and scattered them to the bride and groom, and sprinkled them again, which is called scattering the tent, which can ward off evil spirits and wish harmony and beauty. At this point, the ceremony was over, and the crowd dispersed in an uproar.

There were Han Yue, Nangong Jing, and three maids left in the room.

"Please unveil the princess's face, and wish the princess and princess all the best, harmony and beauty." One of the maids stepped forward with a tray in her hand and said, the plate was spread with red silk, and there was a Ruyi scale rod placed above the red silk, Nangong Jing reached out and took it, and slowly uncovered the red veil covering her face in the cold moon.

Hanyue was shy, which added a touch of charm to her originally beautiful face. She slowly raised her head, and a delicate and handsome face like a sculpture met her eyes, a humble gentleman, as it was.

It's him! It turned out to be him! Han Yue was only amazed, and a stone suddenly stirred up a thousand waves in her heart.

The scenes of three years ago kept flashing in front of me, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a handsome nose, and good-looking lips, I don't know how many times this face appeared in the dream of the cold moon, I thought it was just a dream, I had no chance to see each other again in this life, but I never thought that it was the fourth prince Nangong Jing who saved him at the beginning, and he has now become his husband.

What is the world...... Joy, shock, and suddenly mixed feelings in his heart, for a while, Han Yue stared at Nangong Jing and was stupid.

"Ahem...... Nangong Jing was also a little uncomfortable under such a straightforward gaze, but he was also quite amused by Han Yue's direct action, and he pretended to cough lightly. Hearing the voice, Han Yue's thoughts were pulled back, Fang Jue felt his boldness and rudeness, besides, there were still a few maids in the room, Han Yue's face at the moment was like a red apple, red as if it could drip blood, Han Yue really felt embarrassed, and really wanted to bury his face.

Fortunately, the maids are all well-trained people, all of them look at the nose and the nose, and no one dares to make fun of the master.

At this time, another maid also stepped forward with a tray covered with red silk, with two sterling silver dragon and phoenix entwined branches and a wine glass on the plate, and said: "Please invite the princess and princess to join the wine, and wish the princess and princess to raise their eyebrows and grow old together." Han Yue and Nangong Jing both took wine glasses, and after the two drank a glass of wine, the maids all retreated, and only Han Yue and Nangong Jing were left in the room.

"Why did you look at me like that?" Nangong Jing spoke, breaking the silence at the moment. His voice was gentle and elegant, like a spring breeze in March.

Han Yue raised her eyes to look at him, her eyebrows were shy, and she said tenderly: "Have you ever remembered that three years ago in the East Street Market, there was a horse that was frightened and rampaged through the crowd, and you saved a woman who was about to be hit at the last moment?" ”

Nangong Jing never thought that she would ask this question, he thought for a moment and replied, "I vaguely remember that there was such a thing. ”

Han Yue's heart was overjoyed at this moment, she looked at Nangong Jing, and said with a bright smile: "Lord, the concubine is the woman who was rescued that day." ”

Han Yue was originally born beautiful, but her temperament was a little calmer, and now she smiled heartily, which instantly made her whole person radiant. This smile is so innocent, and there is a hint of charm in the innocence, like the first ray of warm sun breaking through the clouds in the cold winter wax moon, and like a clear spring in the scorching summer.

"It's you." Nangong Jing couldn't help but sigh, "The arrangement of fate is really interesting, I didn't expect that we had already met." Nangong Jing looked at Han Yue's eyes, thinking that no wonder he felt that these eyes were a little familiar just now, and he always felt that he had seen them somewhere, and it turned out to be because of this.

The dragon and phoenix candles have burned more than half, a bright moon outside the window is in the sky, a breeze blows, and the shadows of the trees are swaying. The candles in the room were faint, Han Yue lowered her head, her face was hazy in the candlelight, so beautiful that it was unreal. Nangong Jing looked at Han Yue, her eyes were deeply filled with emotion, and she couldn't help but kiss her soft cherry lips.

The cool breeze has letters, the spring moon is boundless, and the night is good.