I don't know how many doors I passed, but I only heard the sound of chains coming from me.

The crowd had long been isolated from the Xuanwu Gate, and there seemed to be only the chirping of cicadas in the dark night and the lonely sound of chains.

The sedan chair walked in the palace for a long time, constantly passing by one door after another, and it was dark and quiet all around.

The procession was as if it had come to a forest, a sea of trees, and only this long procession was walking.

Finally, just as a particularly loud chain sounded, there was a commotion.

The lights in front are bright, and countless lanterns and torches are hung around, reflecting a bright light, and there is finally a little atmosphere of marriage.

It's as if you have passed through a door and returned to the world from hell.

"The bride has arrived!" The father-in-law's voice came from outside the sedan chair, still clear in the noisy environment, but the person who spoke was obviously not the one just now.

It was quieter all around, and everyone's attention shifted to the sedan chair. Qingxuan leaned in from outside the sedan chair and handed Qingji a long red tassel. "Miss, the groom is already waiting in the front hall."

"Hmm." Qingji took the red tassel with both hands and nodded.

The Qin State is still martial, and there is a custom in the Qin State to get married, that is, when the bride arrives, she can only sit in the sedan chair, and the groom will lead her into the front hall with a red thread. During the process, onlookers can cut the red line with their swords, and the groom must dodge the red line with one hand.

If someone breaks the red line, then that person will have a lot of luck in the next year. And if the red line in the front hall is not broken, then it means that the husband and wife are made in heaven and have been together for a hundred years.

But obviously, here, the red tassel is just for pretense. After all, who would dare to draw a sword at the emperor's wedding banquet, unless he didn't want to live.

"Please ladies and gentlemen, come forward and pray for the bride." The father-in-law's voice came again, and it was extremely loud. Obviously, he is the marriage official of Qingji.

When everyone heard this, they stepped forward one after another, poured the wine in their hands on the tassel, and slowly infiltrated the land through the tassel.

This is local wine, which is a way of praying for newlyweds or married people in the Qin State.

Dijiu Dijiu is exactly the meaning of "Dijiu".

The wine of the crowd was quickly poured out, and they retreated one after another, and hundreds of glasses of wine were poured on it, so that the whole tassel became heavy, and there was a slight drop of wine.

The wine evaporated into the air, and the sky was filled with a mellow aroma.

Just as everyone had just retreated, the tassel in Qingji's hand suddenly tightened, and a steady force came from the other end of the tassel.

It's Yingzheng who is pulling the tassel.

Qingji felt the pull, stood up obediently, and stretched out his hand to let Qingxuan support him. Qingxuan hurriedly greeted him and carefully lifted Qingji down from the sedan chair.

Qingji staggered to his feet, nodded slightly at Qingxuan, turned around, and walked in the direction where the force came from. The crowd consciously moved to both sides, quietly watching the future queen slowly walk towards the emperor.

Qingji is a little nervous now, because now on the other side of the tassel is the man who is about to become her husband, and he must be her husband for the rest of her life. Although it is the father's fate, after all, it is at least a nominal lifelong partner, and it is inevitable that he will be very nervous after all.

But there was no way, the girl had to hold on to the tassel tightly, for fear that something would happen.

But the person on the other side seemed to be very impatient, and increased his strength several times in succession, and Qingscar almost failed to stand firm several times. After being pulled for the fifth time, Qingji stood still and shook his body a little embarrassed, and finally got angry, raised his other hand to grab the tassel, and pulled it violently.

The children of the Prime Minister's Mansion all have to practice martial arts, even if they are women, they must practice at least a few basic self-defense skills. And Qingji was born to be an embryo who practiced martial arts, from elementary school to adulthood, and she learned nothing worse than her brothers, so her strength is really not small, and this pull is even more tenten. Unexpectedly, the other side was not moving, and even the traces of afterburner were difficult to detect. However, it seems that he has accepted the dissatisfaction of Qingji, and he has quieted down.

"Didn't you say that this Yingzheng was weak and sickly?" Qingji wondered.

Since the other side no longer pulls the tassel, the clear mark has also walked a lot more steadily. After walking slowly for about ten meters, Qingji felt as if he had entered the room. The light next to it turned into candlelight, and the whispers around them became much quieter.

Qingji stood in the doorway and stopped, recognized the direction, and silently turned around, walking in the opposite direction to the force on the tassel.

Sure enough, after walking two steps, I came across a curtain. Qingji raised his hand, opened the curtain slightly, took two steps forward, and pestled at the door.

"Hello, Queen."

A voice came from ahead. It's very good, and the calm voice is softened by a few traces of the crisp voice of a teenager. The cold voice was very impatient.

Before the words were finished, Qingji's hijab was lifted suddenly, and the girl's shallow smile was revealed, and she raised her head to look at Yingzheng and spoke.

"Hello, Your Majesty."