Chapter 68: The Red Silk Jacket

The third prince woke up, and he didn't mention a word about Yao Jinfeng from beginning to end.

It started so abruptly and ended so quietly.

As if Yao Jinfeng had never existed in the world, no one mentioned her anymore, and no one mentioned that the third prince was injured in an accident.

Xiao Dong never saw her again.

She only heard King An say that Yao Jinfeng was not dead.

How happened to her and where she went, Xiaodong didn't know.

King An's Mansion suddenly became empty, Yao Jinfeng was not there, Shen Qiang was sent back to Hedong, and even Qin Lie left. Xiao Dong didn't even know what day he left, and he didn't know why he left. Maybe it's to avoid trouble, maybe it's for some other reason.

But he ...... He didn't even say a word of goodbye.

In the autumn of the second year, the second prince got married, went out of the palace and branched out, and his mansion was also in Anlefang. In the previous dynasty, this place was once called the Ten Princes' Mansion, and now most of the people living in it are clan nobles.

After half a year, the three princes got married.

On the day he got married, Xiaodong also went, and there was a noisy red, red silk, red light, red clothes, and red carpet everywhere...... There were also explosive firecracker debris, fluttering and falling to the ground.

The sound of firecrackers at first glance makes people feel fierce that there is nowhere to hide, and Xiao Dong covers his ears and turns his head not to look.

No matter how long the firecrackers are, when they are finished, the air is filled with a thick smell of gunsmoke, and the newcomer is dragged by a red ribbon and walks into the door.

The third prince doesn't look like Xiao Dong when he first met him.

At that time, he was a handsome and heroic young man.

He grew taller and thinner, and the lines of his face appeared sharp and stiff. Before he knew it, he was already like a grown man. He had a smile on his face, perhaps all the time, so the smile was a little stiff.

Zhao Lu stretched out his hand diagonally to pull Xiao Dong, afraid that someone would squeeze her down.

"Sister, there's nothing to see here, come."

Xiao Dong followed him through the crowd, and Zhao Zhi and the others were smiling, wearing bright clothes and pink makeup. Zhao Lu brought Xiao Dong over, and Zhao Zhi greeted him and said, "Brother Lu? I haven't seen you before, and I thought you weren't here today. ”

"I just accompanied the third prince to greet my relatives."

"No wonder, you are the best brother in the world, if you don't see you for a while, there must be a reason." Zhao Zhi pulled Xiaodong: "Let's go, let's go and take a look." I'd like to see what the bride looks like, and look at the pomp and circumstance today, tsk......"

Zhao Zhi didn't hide her blush at all.

Born as Zhao women, they are undoubtedly a group of proud daughters of the heavenly family, in terms of identity, others can't compare with them, and look down on other playmates of the same age.

But they will always get married one day, and at that time, the halo on their bodies will be naturally erased, although they are still descendants of the Zhao family, they have become women of other people's families.

And a folk woman, marrying into the royal family, that identity immediately rises, and it is immediately different. The objects that used to look down have become characters that need to be looked upat, which makes the princesses and county lords unable to balance their minds. Yesterday she would have curtsied to you, and tomorrow you will have to show her the other hand—

Maybe all the sisters-in-law in the world have a kind of hostility towards the sister-in-law who marries in.

They were born and raised here, and this is their home, their relatives, their status, their houses, their gardens, their clothes, their jewelry, their servants, the flattery of others...... And the sister-in-law is the one who came to occupy the Nestle, everything she has becomes hers, she is the head of the house, but she will become a person with a foreign surname.

A group of girls laughed and joked with each other, many of them were sour in their hearts, maybe they wanted to drag others to feel uncomfortable with themselves, so someone asked Xiaodong: "Your brother is going to marry in two years, right?" At that time, he will not take care of his daughter-in-law and sister. ”

Xiao Dong only pretended not to hear, but Zhao Zhi fought back sharply for her: "Yes, you already have three sisters-in-law in your family, and we don't know any of these things." She pulled Xiaodong: "Let's go and see what the bride looks like, the front will finish worshipping immediately, and the back should be lively." ”

Xiao Dong was also a little curious.

As for the reason for the curiosity...... She couldn't tell.

Maybe she is holding grievances for Yao Jinfeng? But the third prince also paid the price for his youthful frivolity.

Maybe she was just just curious about Wu's daughter.

There didn't seem to be any happy events around her before—maybe there were, but she didn't see it. First, she is young, and second, she has not yet reached her mother's filial piety for three years.

When the second prince got married, she didn't see it, and she didn't expect that in this world, what she witnessed and participated in was the happy event of the third prince.

It's red everywhere, and it's blindingly red. I've been watching it for too long, and I don't feel anything other than visual fatigue.

Even she wore a red robe on her body, and she wore gold beads and red velvet flowers on her head.

She didn't want to wear it, but Hu said: "It's okay not to wear it on the next day, today is a happy event, how can you not wear it?" ”

But deep in Xiao Dong's heart, she faintly felt that she could wear it any day, but today, she didn't want to wear it.

It seemed to be the first time she had worn such bright clothes. I used to be plain and elegant, and I didn't wear a red jacket even during the New Year.

The new house was crowded with people, mostly some peers, and I don't know whose children were squeezing around, laughing and making trouble, carrying candy, cakes, gadgets, red paper and so on in their pockets were spilled everywhere.

Zhao Zhi's eyes slipped all over the bride's body, the bride was indeed not short, and her shoulders were not narrow. As for the big hands and feet...... Her hands were in her sleeves and she couldn't see them, and her shoes weren't visible under her skirt for her to take a closer look.

Zhao Zhi pulled Xiao Dong to squeeze forward, and the bride said a string of auspicious words, and handed a gold-inlaid and colorful wedding scale wrapped in red silk to the third prince.

A room full of people suddenly clamoured.

"Pick and pick!"

"Look at the bride!"

The third prince took the wedding scale, seemed to lose his mind for a moment, and stood there motionless. But it was short, and he took half a step forward, leaned down slightly, and picked up the bride's red hijab.

Zhao Zhi couldn't help but be disappointed.

It's not that the bride looks too far from what she expected, but she can't see the appearance of the bride at all. The bride's face is painted porcelain white, her cheeks are lit with red, and her lips are only a little red up and down with a round rod.

Xiao Dong was also very surprised, it was the first time she saw the bride's makeup, and the red on her lips was ...... If you want to say that it is a small bite of cherries, then the cherries have to cry, and it is almost the same as a small bite of red beans.

Watching the lively people was quiet for a while, and then under the leadership of the caring people, everyone's praise came endlessly, what a talented woman, a match made in heaven, a good couple, and some people praised the bride for being quiet and graceful. Which chastity is quiet? Just because she sits still? The bride in the world can't move at this time, and all the women in the world are chaste and graceful?

Zhao Zhi was disappointed and came out of the house with Xiaodong. There were so many people in that room, it didn't smell good.

"I can't see anything about this." Zhao Zhi touched her face: "Does everyone have to be like that?" ”

"Maybe."

Xiao Dong didn't feel joy at all.

I don't know why, from the moment the third prince led the bride into the door with silk until he picked up the hijab just now, Xiao Dong's chest was pressed by something, and it was heavy.

When she came out of the house, she seemed to understand.

She felt ...... It didn't seem like it was a wedding when I came to attend.

It's a funeral.

Something, it's over, it's buried.

Childish, naïve, romantic, love...... These lovely and precious things may have been tied up a long time ago, but today, they were stabbed down, and a boundless red color flowed out.

Xiao Dong raised his head, and on the palace wall was a boxy sky.

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The first volume of red silk jackets ends

Revised once, the first volume is over.

I don't know how to divide the volume...... So I don't know how to divide the article into one, two, three volumes~~ Which pro can teach me?

I still owe you two more, one is 120 plus more, and the other is a long comment, which will be made up tomorrow.