Yue Ningxi was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, with a long red cloak dragged behind her, outlining the golden body of a colorful phoenix with colorful silk threads, standing in the sun and shining in the eyes.

"Sons say goodbye to their father, the queen mother." She knelt in front of the main hall of Qianxi Palace, and her voice sounded crisply, and she couldn't hear joy or sorrow.

A month ago, Feng Tianxi, the monarch of Fenglan Kingdom, sent an edict of begging for relatives to Yueqing Kingdom.

It is about to ask the prince Feng Xingchen to marry Princess Yueqing as his wife.

Among the princesses of Yueqing Kingdom, only the seventh princess Yue Ningxi is the only princess, so such a "good thing" naturally fell on her.

Because the two countries are friendly and have traveled thousands of miles, they have to set off in advance.

The front of Qianxi Palace was full of ministers, concubines, and emperors and queens, standing in the middle, wearing bright yellow costumes, which was very magnificent.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor edict said, the seventh princess of Yueqing Kingdom, Yue Ningxi, gentle and good-looking, today and Feng Xingchen, the prince of Fenglan Kingdom, are married, and the two countries are suitable for a hundred generations, admiring this." Xiao Lingzi read the holy decree in a shrill voice.

"Erchen received the order, long live my emperor, long live, long live." Yue Ningxi took the holy decree in Xiao Lingzi's hand with her fingers like jade and held it tightly in her hand.

"Xi'er, after all the years, the queen mother doesn't know when she will see you again, your father and I have prepared ten miles of red makeup for you, I wish you and your husband and wife are deeply in love and grow old together." The queen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a white handkerchief.

This queen is not Yueningxi's biological mother, Yueningxi's biological mother died when she was five years old, and this is the successor of her father.

"Xi'er thanked her mother." Yue Ningxi blessed the body.

The relationship between Yue Ningxi and this queen is not cold, and she can be regarded as passable in the palace, so in this palace, Yue Ningxi is reluctant, I am afraid that only her father is the emperor.

But thinking that her father loved her so much, but he was willing to marry her to a foreign country, his heart couldn't help but feel a little cold.

In this way, there is nothing to be reluctant to.

"Crown princess, please get on the sedan chair." The envoy of Fenglan Kingdom came over and saluted Yuetingjun, the monarch of Fenglan Kingdom, and made a gesture of invitation to Yueningxi.

"Sons say goodbye to their father, the queen mother." Yue Ningxi made another big salute, her snow-white forehead was heavily buckled on the cold ground, she stood up, took a deep breath, glanced at Yue Tingjun steadily, and turned to leave.

I'm afraid that all people never thought that the turn of the seventh princess of Yueqing Kingdom would be a lifetime.

Under the support of the maid, I got on the sedan chair, which was a sedan chair pulled by eight horses, the crystal tassels were sprinkled around the top of the car, there was a couch enough to accommodate two people in the carriage, and there was an 8 dark wood table rosewood table in front of the couch, two plates of delicate pastries were placed on the table, and a unicorn incense burner, which seemed to have white smoke and exuded a faint fragrance.

Yue Ningxi took off her long cloak and was now leaning on the couch looking at a picture book.

"Aren't you nervous, princess?" The little maid Purple Kite asked puzzled.

"Nervous about what?" Yue Ningxi stuffed the hibiscus cake in her hand into her mouth, then put the painting book on her face, and said sullenly: "Don't all women have to get married?" Who to marry is not to marry? ”

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Purple kites and Tsing Yi floated a few crows above their heads.

This purple kite and Tsing Yi are both the personal maids of Yuening Creek, the purple kite is lively and cute, and Tsing Yi is steady and well-behaved.

"Princess, slave maid, but I heard that this prince looks better than Pan An, and he is an immortal!" Purple Kite said with a look of adoration again.

"Then have you ever heard of the allusion that he was like a hell Shura on the battlefield, single-handedly fighting eight thousand soldiers, and bleeding like a river?" Yue Ningxi sneered.

"Ahh The purple kite covered her frightened little heart: "Oh my God, princess, you won't marry a tyrant, right?"

"It shouldn't be..."Yue Ningxi held her forehead and thought: "Martial arts are not necessarily violent, Tsing Yi's martial arts are also powerful, but they are also very gentle, right, Tsing Yi?" Yue Ningxi looked at Tsing Yi with a smile.

"That's right, the slave is super gentle." Tsing Yi looked at the purple kite and the moon stream with a smile.

"You man's wife don't want this kind of voice, it's disgusting." Purple Kite said with goosebumps.

Tsing Yi glanced at the purple kite, turned his head away, and stopped talking.

The purple kite also found that what she said was a little heavy, and opened her mouth to say something, but she didn't say it.

Seeing them like this, Yue Ningxi shook her head and continued to lean on the couch and read the script.

Purple Kite and Tsing Yi have always been noisy and bickering, but their feelings are very deep, and Yueningxi is not surprised that they are like this.