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Those not-so-good pasts, those things she once cared about and disappointed her, she thought she would leave behind without caring when she left, at this time, they all came up like a tide to form a whirlpool of sadness, gradually engulfing her.

"Mother!" Hu Shanxiang couldn't cry.

The sixth and seventh sisters, who are usually close to Hu Shanxiang, saw her crying sadly, and also pulled her sleeves and choked.

In the flower hall, the women who were easily moved sobbed quietly, and the cries were endless.

For a while, it was like a heart-rending parting.

Mrs. Quanfu, who was afraid of missing the auspicious time, hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe Hu Shanxiang's tears, and said with a smile: "The imperial concubine is really a mother and a daughter, don't be reluctant, this is to marry to the heavenly family." The auspicious time has arrived, it's time for the newlyweds to get on the sedan chair, don't cry! ”

Everyone gradually stopped crying.

Hu Rong called Juan, "Don't carry your third sister to the sedan chair!" ”

Mrs. Marriage covered Hu Shanxiang with the hijab of the big red pendant beads and jewels, and led Hu Shanxiang to her brother's back with the female officials, and took a few steps back.

Juan was about to raise his feet and walk out, Hu Shanxiang said that her brother stopped, she lifted her hijab a little, looked at Hu Rong and whispered: "I hope that my father will treat my mother well from now on, and don't do the thing of spoiling concubines and killing his wife." ”

The voice was very small, so small that only Hu Rong, Juan and herself could hear it, but the father and son were shocked.

When did this daughter (sister) say that it had such a majesty?

When Hu Shanxiang went out, he took one last look at the home where he was born and raised, and put down the red hijab embroidered with gold and beads.

The outdoor blue sky is like washing, cloudless, the osmanthus tree in the yard is just right, the osmanthus is orange and red, like the sunset like a cloud, a gust of wind blows, the dense orange and red petals are scattered on the face of the head and face, like a red felt, like every step is penetrated to the splendid world, there is a kind of strong sorrow, the beauty of returning to the light.

Hu Shanxiang put down her hijab, tears rolled down her eyelashes, and the red Luo Yi was smudged away, like red osmanthus flowers blooming on her chest.

As soon as the auspicious time arrives, the public will start driving. The dowry box cage of the large team of people and the bride passed through the front door, along the royal road, through the Daming Gate, into the Chengtian Gate, the end gate, to the noon gate, the bells and drums on the city tower rang in unison, and then entered the palace from the middle of the noon gate, through the door, to the Qianqing gate, after the imperial concubine ceremonial guard entered the Qianqing gate, there were eunuchs and palace maids lined up to welcome the road.

The sedan chair is carried into the palace from the middle gate of the five gates - Daming Gate, Chengtian Gate, Duanmen, Wumen, and Taihe Gate, which is a respect that only the queen, the crown princess and the princess who will become the queen in the future can enjoy.

Under the Danqi, the greeting messenger also returned to life. In the sound of drums, the officials of the Ministry of Rites handed over the gold books and treasures of the imperial concubine to the female officials who were in charge and displayed them in the Jiaotai Hall behind the Qianqing Palace.

Hu Shanxiang sat on the courtesy, led by the lady, female officials, and palace maids, supported and escorted all the way to the East Palace to worship heaven and earth, and make a big salute.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Hu Shanxiang on the other end of the red silk silently, his slender neck was covered by the heavy manman's Luo clothes, and he felt a feeling of being weak, but the red wedding dress made him feel unhappy, because of the appearance of this person, Qingyang couldn't wear a red wedding dress.

Although he knew that it was not Hu Shanxiang's fault, his heart still tingled, and he didn't even notice that he had stopped.

Hu Shanxiang on the other end of the red silk also stopped, quietly waiting for him to lift his feet.

It seemed that a long time had passed, and Zhu Zhanji's voice seemed to come from the sky, "Raise your feet slowly, this step is slipping." ”

Just like this, Hu Shanxiang felt that the breath in her chest that was about to be broken continued, and she could breathe again.

At the time of unitary, Zhu Zhanji, the imperial grandson, and Hu Shanxiang, the imperial grandson, sat opposite each other and lit the longevity lamp. The female officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and others congratulated themselves on the joint banquet.

On the banquet, pork, mutton, gold and silver wine, gold and silver meal, shredded meat, etc., drink a cup of wine, eat dumplings (dumplings) and longevity noodles. After the banquet, the banquet table is withdrawn, and the banquet ceremony is completed.

On the dragon and phoenix wedding bed with many sons and many blessings, Hu Shanxiang sat on the edge of the bed in the middle of the bed with jewels, gold and silver, rice grains and other treasure bottles that symbolized wealth and wealth and grain.

After the guests came back from the toast, Zhu Zhanji gently picked off the red hijab, and then he really met her.

They were silent for a while, and after a while, Zhu Zhanji said: "I'll ask the maids to serve you to change your clothes, this phoenix crown looks good, and it's heavy." ”

Hu Shanxiang didn't expect him to think so much about himself, and he was a little surprised.

Zhu Zhanji had already called her personal maids Zhihe and Ruolian in, and she avoided in the east room.

Remembering that two days ago, Sun Qingyang told him that he should serve Hu Shanxiang well, and the day he got married was an extraordinary day for every woman, so please don't leave any painful memories for Hu Shanxiang on this day.

Thinking of Sun Qingyang's little face, he admonished him so calmly, as if it was not the woman who robbed her position that she was going to marry him, but the sister she had been with since childhood.

How could she be so calm, not resentful, not jealous, and willingly bless herself for the sake of another woman?

Zhu Zhanji didn't understand.

He boasted that he had been good at understanding people's hearts since he was a child, and he could see the emotions latent in the depths through people's words and deeds.

However, he couldn't see through Sun Qingyang.

Qingyang is free and easy, clear, and empathetic, even if the fate is twists and turns, and the situation is bad, but she never says anything discouraged, Zhu Zhanji and her every time they get along is extremely pleasant, but what woman encounters such a thing, and can be as unexpected as her.

She didn't even pretend to be generous, she wasn't calm on the surface and unwilling in her heart, when Zhu Zhanji wanted to confide in her before the wedding, she calmly admonished him to be good to another woman and not let the bride leave regrets.

Seeing the look of surprise and emotion in Hu Shanxiang's eyes, Zhu Zhanji suddenly understood.

Qingyang is because she herself will eventually be shaken, and she will be shaken, so she asked him not to live up to the heart of another woman to be married, not to bear this legacy with one more person, not to sacrifice the happiness of the third person in what should have been the tragedy of two people.

Qingyang, because he feels that Shanxiang is innocent, does not want to impose his hatred on her, so that another woman will also suffer because of this matter.

Qingyang, you are so kind!

I will definitely take back everything that belongs to you and give it back to you, you believe in me, you wait for me. Zhu Zhanji silently swore in his heart.

Because everything this woman has today will be lost one day, Zhu Zhanji decided to treat her well and respect her as Sun Qingyang said, however, Qin Se and Ming, raising his eyebrows, he really can't do it against his will.

Although he knew very well that if he didn't join Hu Shanxiang tonight, and Yuan Pa Chengshang, who didn't fall red tomorrow morning, not only would Hu Shanxiang become an abandoned woman and be talked about, but he, and even Sun Qingyang, who he wanted to protect, would be drowned by the spittle of the official.

Although he knew this, he was worried about Sun Qingyang in his heart, and he couldn't get over this hurdle.

If it weren't for Sun Qingyang's previous persuasion to treat the imperial concubine well and give her the respect and decency that a woman deserves; If it weren't for Hu Shanxiang's shy eyes in surprise just now, he was shocked to see how much longing and expectation there were in those eyes; If there were no eight palace maids.

Zhu Zhanji really didn't know how he would spend this night!

He changed into a royal blue robe that he usually wears, and went out from the east room, and was waited by the maids to take a bath in the clean room before coming out.

When he came out, Zhihe and Ruolian had already finished grooming Hu Shanxiang, she was loosely holding her hair in a bun, because she had just gone to the clean room to take a bath, Hongluo's light clothes were a little wet, and it just so happened that she was raising her hand to cover her mouth and yawning, the wide sleeves of brocade hung down, revealing a snow-white crystal elbow and wrist, her eyes were a little worried during the day, and her lips were full and ruddy when she was hot and wet, as sweet as a cherry.

Seeing Zhu Zhanji come out, the two maids hurriedly bent over and saluted, and Hu Shanxiang, who was sitting at the table, also bowed, put a bowl of chicken soup that had been served in front of Zhu Zhanji, and greeted softly, "I'm afraid that His Royal Highness didn't eat well just now, and the mother concubine asked someone to prepare some food and send it over, can you drink a bowl of chicken soup first?" ”

After drinking a bowl of chicken soup and picking up his favorite dishes and eating a small half bowl of rice, Zhu Zhanji put down the bowl, and a maid quickly came in and cleaned up the remnants of the table and went out.

Then a bunch of people came in, two of them were Xi Niang, who stepped forward and bowed and said, "His Royal Highness, it's time to bow the knot." ”

Zhu Zhanji was stunned, looked at Hu Shanxiang, who was sitting at the table and bowed his head silently, and said with some reluctance, "Then salute." ”

After the two bridesmaids stepped forward to confess, they carefully cut a small strand of hair from Zhu Zhanji and Hu Shanxiang's heads with scissors, tied them together, and held them and stuffed them under the pomegranate red pillow embroidered with hundreds of sons and grandchildren.

The female officer who came in with the bride saw the ceremony, hurriedly and quietly signaled to the maid in the house, and retreated lightly and closed the door.

The red wedding candle shines all over the room, and the golden beast small incense burner next to the screen is full of sandalwood, vigorous, rolling clouds into the air, and the half of Hu Shanxiang's body after the smoke is shrouded as if it is trapped, only to feel that the black hair is like a cloud, and the skin is as white as fat, Zhu Zhanji swallowed his saliva silently, opened the red Luo Xi tent with force, and pushed Hu Shanxiang down on the bed.

Hu Shanxiang lay sideways, closed his eyes tightly, and was nervous to death, but he couldn't see the next move for a long time, and couldn't help but be startled, turned around and looked at Zhu Zhanji in shock.

Zhu Zhanji's robe had been untied, and he was standing in front of the bed with his solid chest half-open, the candlelight was blocked by his back, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, only the black hair scattered on his forehead was still dripping with water droplets.

Hu Shanxiang took a deep breath, raised his head to meet Zhu Zhanji's eyes, touched a sweat towel in his hand, and said gently: "Your Highness, sit down, I'll wipe the water on that head for you." ”

Zhu Zhanji sat silently in front of the bed, his undulating chest showing that he was trying to suppress his emotions.

Hu Shanxiang gently wrapped his hair with a sweat towel and wiped it slowly.

The fragrance of the virgin reached Zhu Zhanji's snort, and he let out a low roar and pushed Hu Shanxiang down again.