That day, he explained some matters to Zheng Yu again, and asked Yaxiang to send him out. When she returned, it was already dark, and she sat quietly after passing the meal.

"Yaxiang, Wei Quan came here just now." Lu Fuling suddenly spoke, "I sent a set of wedding dresses." ”

Ya Xiang snorted disdainfully from her nose: "In vain, I almost thought he was a promising person, but now the girl is about to risk herself, but he doesn't even show his face!" Ya Xiang glanced at the Nanmu clothes box on the table, and the more she looked at it, the more angry she became: "It's a wedding dress again, what does this little emperor mean, I gave one and another one." ”

Seeing her angry look, Lu Lingling suddenly wanted to laugh. The old man often said that Hui Yi died, but he also said that it was rare to be confused. He is the king of a country, and since he has chosen him, he has to accept these helplessness. Wei Quan is right, as long as this person understands that you love you, it is enough. But...... Why is this inexplicable uneasiness? Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, he thought of Ya Xiang's question again, so he said: "This piece is from the Neisi Embroidery Workshop according to the ritual system, and I will wear this one for tomorrow's wedding ceremony." ”

What about the fire phoenix wedding dress that was put away early in the luggage? Yaxiang opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

Lu Fuling slept lightly, and opened her eyes at dawn on the second day, staring at the top of the bed tent. Zhong Lingyuan was full of footsteps, and the sound of conversation was very low. I think the female officer of the Department of Ceremonies has arrived. She has been weak since she was a child, and it is a question whether she can survive the age of drooping, and she never imagined that she would marry one day, and twice. What the people have passed on to her, she can guess seven or eight points in her heart. She only hopes that the plan will go smoothly now, so that her disaster will not really harm the country.

"Girl, it's time to get up." Yaxiang came in lightly, "The people from the Department of Ceremonies have arrived. ”

After that, there was a dark busyness, Lu Lingling was dressed one after another like a marionette, the female official who combed her hair seemed to be trying to erect a palace on her head, and several other female officials smeared her face and hands with stitches. Lu Fuling let them toss with a sigh of relief, and only spoke after a while: "How can I be more exaggerated than when I entered the palace, is this in line with etiquette?" ”

"Hui Niangniang, this is what His Majesty ordered." The female official who was standing on the side with Ya Xiang spoke unhurriedly, "Dakang has never had a precedent for concubines and relatives, and the etiquette is to marry a princess." His Majesty said that Niangniang has always liked golden things, so she deliberately made people rush to work. ”

"......" Lu Fuling rolled her eyes, this little emperor must have hated himself for deliberately pretending to be ugly to avoid entering the palace at the banquet in Wanfangyuan, and announced his personal vendetta.

It wasn't until dawn that the car was dressed up. Lu Fuling sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at herself with grace and grace, a little strange. But soon she was put on a beaded curtain hair crown, and a hand stretched out by her side, and Lu Fuling let her help her walk out.

After getting into the car of Luan Yiwei, he went all the way to the Xuantan, and after passing a rather solemn glazed wall, he needed to get off the sedan chair and walk. This is the second time that Lu Fuling has walked on this divine path, and she knows that person is standing at the end of this road, dressed in gorgeous clothes, wearing an imperial crown, and he is full of spirit and elegance.

Walking to the altar and standing still, a man came to her side. He took her hand and turned to face the hundred officials, and the salute officer began to chant the words in his ear. are all clichés praying for the peace of the country and the people, and Lu Fuling has no intention of listening to them.

At this time, a sentence suddenly came out of my ear: "The concubine is very good, I like it very much." ”

Lu Fuling squinted at him, but was blocked by the bead curtain, and angrily suppressed his voice and snorted at him: "Song Kai!" ”

"What did the concubine say?" The little emperor didn't squint, and kindly leaned down in the direction of Lu Ling.

"......" Lu Lingling sighed helplessly, "I said, you have to take care." The hands of the two were covered by the wide sleeves of their coats, and Lu Lingling struggled for a moment, turned in a direction and clasped his fingers tightly.

It's a pity that Lu Fuling's angle can't see the expression of the little emperor. He was frowning, but when he heard this, he looked down at Lu Fuling's expression, with pity and distress, and even more tenderness: "I'll wait for you to come back." ”