Concubine Wu died, Emperor Yuanjia was still very sad, and he stopped the dynasty for five days, and the city mourned.

From now on, the capital is full of moon is not allowed to feast, drink, amusement, marry, all the shops and households hang white flags, wear plain clothes, hundreds of officials also wear plain clothes, all women who have a decree are hairpins and white flowers, and they can be removed after seven days.

As for the other provinces, only feasting, drinking and recreation are prohibited for one month, and the rest will remain the same.

In addition, all the regulations of Concubine Wu's funeral are compared with the Queen Mother, except for a few slight differences. However, compared with these differences, the title of the concubine and the burial of the imperial mausoleum, the mourning after her death is prosperous and prosperous.

On the day when the concubine's coffin entered the imperial mausoleum, Emperor Yuanjia personally wrote a memorial text, the whole text called Concubine Wu "mother", and when reciting, she shed tears several times and choked up and couldn't speak.

Empress Dowager Xiao, who was confined to Changxi Palace, also wrote a mourning memorial and entrusted Empress Situ to forward it to Emperor Yuanjia. Although the queen mother never showed up, her deep affection for her former sisters was also praised by the people of the city.

Unconsciously, spring is coming to an end, at the end of March, a heavy rain washed the capital of the Great Chu Dynasty, and also replaced the city with snow.

The streamer is like water passing, the sorrow and grief of the national mourning, as well as the peerless elegance and legendary stories, all go far away, and when you turn your head, it is the grass that grows and the warbler flies, the peach blossoms bloom all over, and the green willows are like smoke.

On a warm afternoon in late spring, Chen Ying took a red luan sedan chair and left Chen's mansion amid joy and the sound of firecrackers.

Li's reddish eyes, Luo's mother's tears of relief and joy, and Chen Shao's slightly moved face all disappeared after the red sedan curtain fell.

Chen Ying sat in the sedan chair, with laughter along the street in her ears and a warm red light in front of her.

In her two lives, there have also been such moments, when the sedan chair rises and falls, but it is just from one cage to another.

And today, she no longer has the worries, uneasiness and worries of that time, only a trace of trance that lingers in her heart.

Subconsciously, she began to distinguish Pei Shu's voice outside the sedan chair, as if it was the only way to confirm that this was not a dream.

The deep and clear voice can always jump into her ears first in thousands of sounds.

She suddenly remembered that the day they first met, the wind was warm and the wind was light, and her deepest impression of him was the high bridge of his nose.

Then, his voice fit into her dream, and to this day, it has become a fetter in her life.

When you think about it, it was only three years ago, and when I look back, it suddenly feels like a dream.

"Puffing and fluttering", the east wind is suddenly sick, and the peach blossoms that float from nowhere come with the wind and fall on Chen Ying's skirt corner.

Through the gap under the big red hijab, she stared at the peach blossom, inexplicably, feeling a little melancholy.

She got married.

From now on, she is no longer Miss Chen, but Mrs. Weiyuanhou, and before her surname, she will be given her husband's surname.

Pei Chen.

Very unfamiliar name.

Chen Ying curled her lips under the hijab and reached into her sleeve.

There was a slight grinding sound of the paper in the sleeve, but after a few breaths, it was drowned out by the earth-shattering sound of firecrackers.

The sedan chair fell, the sedan curtain was lifted, and the bride held her arm, stepped on the long red felt, and stepped into the door of the Weiyuan Marquis's mansion.

At that moment, she heard Pei Shu's laughter.

Hearty, joyful, heartfelt laughter, like that bright smiling face, has come into view.

So, Chen Ying also smiled.

She married the man she loved.

And it just so happened that the person she loved was also in love with him.

Probably nothing could be luckier, she thought.

Love and be loved, with marriage and vows, to marry eternally.

Worship in the church, spread tents, drink wine, and raise hijabs......

It wasn't until Pei Shu drove away many of his subordinates who were watching the ceremony by force, and was dragged out by Lang Tingyu and He Tingzheng to eat and drink, that the room was really quiet.

"Girl...... Madame, do you want to take off your coat? Xun Zhen asked in a low voice.

The phoenix crown is really not light, I heard that there was a bride who crooked her neck in the past, she was afraid that Chen Ying would be tired.

"Then take it off, and the Xia Phi will be solved first." Chen Ying said with a smile.

This is really nothing, but she has no masochistic tendencies, it is good to be more relaxed, and then instructed: "Bring the fragrant pancreas, and wash your face first." ”

The bride's makeup is really a thousand people, the powder is three feet thick, and the red lips are like blood, in short, the makeup of people can not distinguish the beauty and ugliness, it is considered a success. Compared with the phoenix crown, the heavy makeup on the face is even more uncomfortable.

Looking for the truth and knowing the truth and busy going to Zhang Luo, after cleaning up for a while, Chen Ying pulled a simple bun, still wearing a big red wedding dress, and sat in front of the couch and ate a few pieces of snacks.

There was a ready-made meal on the table, but she was not hungry, and she should not eat much at night, so she took a little cushion, and then picked a book and read it carefully.

An hour later, Pei Shu finally returned.

He is also wearing a big red robe, with a big red brocade belt on his forehead, which is inlaid with a piece of jade, because he has drunk a lot of wine, the pupils in his eyes are not as clear as usual, slightly hazy, lined with long eyebrows, nose augmentation, black hair like lacquer, particularly heroic and compelling.

"Have you eaten well?" Chen Ying stood up to greet him.

Pei Shu grinned at her, and immediately made a "silence" gesture to her, turned his feet, walked to the window, and stretched out his hand to push.

"Open-minded", the window sash opened, and the warm spring breeze and a burst of men's laughter instantly rushed into the room.

"I know you're here." Pei Shu picked up the pastries on the table and threw them out, threatening: "Dare to listen to Ben Hou's corner and wait for Ming'er to be whipped." ”

There was a sudden ghost crying wolf howl under the window, strange laughter and cries of pain continued, and a voice sounded out unknowingly: "Hou Yete is unreasonable, let's listen to the corner of the wall to ask for good luck, where can we drive people out." ”

As soon as this voice came out, a dwarf bear-like figure appeared in Chen Ying's mind.

It seems that Lang Tingyu will not be able to escape this whip tomorrow.

Sure enough, Pei Shu sneered: "Lang Tingyu, I see that you have itchy skin, don't think that I can't recognize you if you wear a personal leather mask." As he spoke, he smashed another snack.

Lang Tingyu wailed: "Don't bring this, Master Hou, you can't just stare at one of your subordinates, Lao He is also ......."

Before he finished his words, he was obviously gagged by his companion, and then, He Tingzheng's serious voice sounded: "Master Hou, my subordinates will take this guy down, and Master Hou will do what he has to do." ”

"Boom", there was another burst of laughter outside the window, mixed with a few whistles.

Pei Shu's face was red to the root of his ears all of a sudden, but fortunately he had the light on his back, and the lantern under the porch was not very bright, but no one saw the shy appearance of the little marquis.

He Ting was talking, and soon took everyone away, and it was quiet outside the window.

However, Pei Shu stood by the window, not saying anything or moving, not even looking back, as if frozen.