A tree in front of the court is a weeping begonia, the flowers bloom and fall, fall and bloom. Time flies, and time does not wait for others.

Just after the beginning of summer, the mango seed has not arrived. There was already a faint smell of stuffiness in the air.

In Xiaoxiang Garden, green bamboos are planted all over the front of the court, and the green trees and green vines on the courtyard wall are swayed and embellished, and the unevenness is draped. A gust of wind blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled, and there was an indescribable refreshing pleasure, as if the heat in the air was gone, only cool. There is a pool of clear water in the center of the courtyard, the sun is through, and a few fish in the pool are like empty swimming and nowhere to go, or they do not move, or they pass away, and they come and go, adding a bit of agility.

Under the cloister, the bamboo curtains are lightly rolled, and the sunlight and shadows are projected in, sprinkling mottled light and shadow on the ground. Inside the house, a woman in white held a pen in her hand, standing in front of the desk, concentrating and calmly drawing a picture of a mountain stream and bamboo forest. Thick, light, broken, splashed, stained, scorched, stayed, every stroke is the ultimate intention. In the painting, the ethereal and illusory feeling seems to be there and nothing, the fog is miasma, the smoke is ethereal, hazy, the scene is in the scene, and there are mountains outside the mountain, like a dream.

"Miss, miss." Outside the courtyard, a little girl in pink pulled her skirt and hurriedly ran towards the house, or ran in a hurry because of the hot weather, her face was red and fluttering, and she was a little sweaty.

Hearing this, Hanyue stopped the pen in his hand and rested on the pen shelf. The three-year scene has made the cold moon rise and fall more and more beautiful and graceful. The face that was originally a little childish faded away from childishness, and became more delicate and refined, and the gentle temperament around her body was natural, like a goddess of the nine heavens.

"What's the reason for this rush?" Han Yue raised her eyes and asked the little girl with a gentle smile on her lips.

"The master instructed the slave maid to inform the young lady that there is a distinguished guest in the front hall, please pack up and hurry over." The little girl replied respectfully.

"Okay, I see, you go down first. Zi Mo, serve me to change clothes. Han Yue waved her hand, and the little girl retreated. Zi Mo then turned around and entered the inner room.

After a while, Han Yue carried Zi Mo to the front hall. I saw that Hanyue combed Lingyun bun, a dotted emerald pearl pear blossom Huasheng inserted in the bun, a golden silk jasper step on the right hairpin, a hollow carved crystal hanging on the forehead, wearing white jade dripping earrings, wearing a smoke-blue pleated Ruyi pattern skirt, the waist of the snow-colored long beads and jewels dragged the ground, noble and elegant, showing the meaning of clear water hibiscus.

Han Yue stepped into the threshold, but saw that her father and mother were there, and said, "My daughter has seen her father and mother." I saw that there was another person next to him who seemed to be dressed as a palace attendant. I couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in my heart, and I was secretly thinking about what was going on, so I heard my father say, "Come and see the prince in front of the palace." ”

Han Yue moved the lotus step lightly, walked in front of the prince, blessed the body, and said, "Han Yue has seen the prince. The demeanor is dignified and elegant, without twisting, without losing everyone's demeanor.

The prince looked at Han Yue, smiled kindly and nodded, then turned his head and said, "Lord Shangshu, since the young lady has arrived, the old slave will announce the decree." As he spoke, he took out a scroll of bright yellow holy decrees embroidered with dragon patterns.

The people in the front hall bowed their heads and knelt down, respectfully receiving the holy decree.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said:

My fourth son, King Jing Nangong Jing, has a valuable character, filial piety, and equal emphasis on civil and military affairs. Today, there is the daughter of Xiao Rin, the head of the household, who is worth the year of the house, dignified in appearance, and shows off her wisdom, so I decreed that she was the concubine of the four princes and chose an auspicious day to complete the marriage.

Chin this! ”

Rajah? Concubine? Marriage?

The moment he heard the holy decree, Hanyue only felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his mind was in chaos. Feelings of astonishment, surprise, and disbelief came over her like a tidal wave.

For a long time, Han Yue's whole person was still in extreme shock, dizzy, and he didn't even know how to spend it with his thanks.

Hanyue didn't know how to react, although she was familiar with poetry and books since she was a child, and she was also involved in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she was far from being famous. In appearance, she is not a famous beauty. How could the current saint think of marrying himself to the fourth prince, Nangong Jing, as a princess? It's really puzzling.

"Daddy, what the hell is going on? Why did the emperor suddenly give marriage? Han Yue's face was still full of confusion and surprise, her hands unconsciously clenched Xiao Rin's wide sleeves, and asked anxiously.

"Yes, sir! It is said that once you enter the Hou Gate, it is as deep as the sea, and Yue'er's temperament is not suitable for entering the palace! What's more......" Mrs. Xiao, who had been standing silently on the side, also said busily, and the worry on her face was clearly visible.

"Alas...... I don't know! It's just that the emperor's marriage can be easily refused? Before Mrs. Xiao could finish speaking, Xiao Rin interrupted with a sigh, and he was also sad when he had always been calm.

"However, these four princes are both civil and military, and they are indeed a rare talent. Besides, he is kind and kind, presumably we Yue'er will not suffer any grievances when she marries into the palace. Speaking of this, Xiao Rin's face softened slightly, "Perhaps, it is unknown if this will be a good fate, madam!" ”

When Mrs. Xiao heard Xiao Rin's words, she stopped talking. It's just that I still can't let go of this heart.

Then, Xiao Rin turned his gaze to the cold moon, his eyes were deep, but he couldn't hide the affection he revealed. "Our Yue'er has grown up, and it's time to get married......" He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, patted Han Yue's shoulder, and sighed, as if there were faint tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

Han Yue returned to his house without reluctance, sitting on the rosewood carved collapse and looking at a pot of moon by the window in a daze, "I wish to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated." She muttered to herself.

"Miss, miss, what are you talking about? Stunned, the slaves and maids have called you several times. Zi Mo walked over to Han Yue with a cup of hot tea in his hand.

Han Yue stretched out her hand to take it, and she watched as the tips of Junshan's clouds and mist rose and fell in the blue-glazed double-petaled lotus porcelain cup.

"Zi Mo, what happened today still doesn't feel real to me. I have always hoped to be like my father and mother, to find a person who is single-minded about me, raise my eyebrows, love each other, and grow old together. But now, I'm going to marry into the royal palace. When I think about it, I only feel that creation makes people. Han Yue's voice was melancholy, and her pretty eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her face was full of sadness.

"Fate is destined. Miss, the lord also said just now, the fourth prince is a very good person, I think he must be your wishful husband. So, miss, don't think about it. According to me, our young lady looks so beautiful and beautiful, this prince will definitely be very good-looking, a talent. Zi Mo was relieved on the side, and Han Yue, who was still a little worried, couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

Soon, Qin Tianjian chose an auspicious day for marriage, April 18.

About a month, the white horse passed by.

With a complicated mood, Hanyue spent this time that was not long or short. Thinking selfishly, this will be the last time she will stay in Xiao Mansion. I can't help but have mixed feelings.

The white clouds in the sky were rolling and comfortable, and the wind in front of the court did not know how much it had blown by. Before I knew it, it was the day before the wedding.

On this day, the woman has to carry out the opening ceremony, the ancient saying "good day with red yarn, dress up the girl to marry a good family", this opening has been one of the wedding customs since the Sui Dynasty. Mrs. Xiao specially invited Mrs. Song, who has both children and daughters and is highly respected, to come and open the face for the cold moon. Han Yue sat upright, with two pots of lush evergreen beside him, both of which were wrapped with red paper and red rope to take the meaning of auspiciousness. I saw Mrs. Song holding three thin red threads, twisting them, and slowly moving them to the side of Han Yue's cheeks, one loosening and one tight, opening and closing, Han Yue's skin became more delicate and moving under the red line of opening and closing, and her face was like a bright face. At the beginning of the meeting, Mrs. Song sang in her mouth: the left plays the first line to give birth to a noble son, the right plays the first line to give birth to a delicate man, and the third line talks steadily, and the young lady gives birth to a unicorn.

Outside the window of the hollow carved wooden lattice of the Sitsubishi flower, a gust of wind blew off, blowing off the petals of the hibiscus, sprinkled and fluttering all over the sky, like a reddish-pink rain in the sky, and the petals fluttered with the wind, rotated, and finally fell gently. From a distance, it is as beautiful as a fairyland of Yaochi.

Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and the whole house was full of joy, even the faces of the servants and maids were full of joy, and the air was full of beauty.