"Captured the emperor's heart." As soon as Wanrong heard the words that E-Niang said, she covered her face and ran back to her room in shame.

"The bride is the most beautiful, and this queen bride must be the most beautiful." A little girl's childish and envious voice reached her ears, interrupting her happy recollections. Yes, if at this moment, sitting on this queen Fengyu is someone else, then she will definitely be envious, jealous and hateful.

"Wow, it smells so good." It's still the girl's scream.

Yes, she is a fragrant woman, yesterday, Wanrong took out the treasured roses, Wanrong is very willing to enjoy the moment of putting the petals into the wooden bathtub. Stretching out her hand to sprinkle the petals into the bathtub, the fragrance is entangled, the fragrance of the particularly good kiss makes people feel intoxicated, she bathes with rose petals every day, just to have a soul-stirring fragrance all over the body, just to achieve the beauty of body and mind.

White porcelain-like skin, transparent and distinct, Wanrong walked into the wooden bath, and the tender white skin of the whole body was covered with pieces of vivid red petals, yes, Wanrong thought about the moment when the wedding arrived tomorrow, she closed her eyes tightly, she didn't dare to think about how she spent that night as a bride, although her mother had whispered to teach her about things in the room.

When I listened to it, I felt that the heart in my chest was about to jump out, and in the dead of night tomorrow night, in the face of everything about him, Wanrong was ashamed to pounce on herself with the petals in the water, and the rose petals on her face were so perfectly attached to her face. Waiting is a kind of happiness, but also a kind of suffering.

On her 16th birthday, Wanrong spent the most glorious birthday in the whole family, on this day, the family was full of friends, Ama and Brother Runliang and younger brother Runqi dressed in costumes and knelt at the gate early to welcome the holy decree.

On October 21, 1922, it happened to be the 16th year that Wanrong came to this world, and the emperor Puyi sent the principal and deputy envoys with nearly 1,000 honor guards and gifts carried by more than 100 people, and rushed to Wanrong's home in Waimaoer Hutong, Di'an, Beijing, to send a bride price to his father Rongyuan, the first ceremony of the emperor's wedding, "the bride price", along the way this luxurious formation made passers-by breathtaking. Then it was the emperor who sent someone to Wanrong's house to inform the wedding date of the "big ceremony", the reward gifts were more expensive, some of the gifts were more grand, and then the big wedding was held on November 30 "canonization ceremony", the gift giving team is also a luxurious lineup, but this time the gold book, gold seal and the festival that symbolizes the emperor's power all belong to the queen's dowry. After these supreme glory and complicated etiquette, there is today's big wedding day.

Everything is so hard-won!

"Long live the queen of Shengming and Xiande, long live long live! Happy birthday to you in the Year of Jasper, Wanfu Jin'an! The graceful Ama led hundreds of people from the entire family to kneel in front of the still shy Wanrong.

Wanrong didn't know what to do for a while, these were the elders and playmates she should bow to, and now they all knelt respectfully to themselves, Wanrong was so excited that she couldn't control herself, and the childish 16-year-old Wanrong didn't know what to do, until the voice swallowed out of her throat like a mosquito, and the hundreds of people in the entire family dared to get up.

"Good luck to everyone!" She replied shyly. Looking back now, Wanrong still has an incredible feeling.

The Rongyuan family is proud of this, and the relatives who have touched the festival have come to congratulate them, and the family is full of laughter, every day for several months, Wanrong In addition to saying hello with etiquette, she rarely goes out, she would rather stay quietly alone in the boudoir, rubbing with roses piece by piece, until it becomes bright red water, and then add cherry blossom powder, Wanrong herself will make a suitable rouge powder for herself, lip red powder.

The night is the most suitable time for contemplation and nostalgia, when you can't sleep, you pick up the roses and think about your future, it must be a beautiful day for two people, you and me......

In the season of flowers, it is only roses that draw her eyes and touch her soul. Gorgeous, flamboyant, seductive, eye-catching, just like a mature woman who is always domineering.

"Of all women, I am like a rose, forever gorgeous." Wanrong muttered to herself.

Everything was realized in this way, at this moment Wanrong was wearing a red dragon and phoenix robe, wearing a crown of xia, and sitting in a sedan chair.

The sound of firecrackers was deafening again, and with her feelings, Wanrong guessed that she was going to enter the Forbidden City, where her long-awaited husband was waiting for her, happiness and shyness on her eyebrows.

"Get off the sedan car!" The propagandist shouted.

The 22-person palanquin bearers were carried outside the Qianqing Palace by the eunuchs in the palace, and the national army, the palace honor guard and attendants were not allowed to enter the Qianqing Palace.

Step by step, Wanrong closed her eyes tightly, only to feel more and more panicked and happy from her heart.

"The auspicious time has come, the queen has entered the palace!" The propagandist shouted. It was very quiet at the moment, and suddenly she heard a burst of footsteps exiting in an orderly and overwhelming manner, and Wanrong knew that it must be the ministers, princes and nobles, Fujin and maids who greeted her. I saw the door in front of the Qianqing Palace closing crisply, Wanrong's heart tightened, she held her breath, and swallowed it gently.

The wedding team was cleared one by one. Only the eunuch and the maid accompanied her.