The day rose to the top of the head, and the greeting procession came to the door of the general's mansion in a grand manner. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Liu Xiang got down from the horse at the front of the line, and led the team to welcome the queen to the palace.

But according to the etiquette, it was not so easy, and he was embarrassed at the door by some handkerchiefs of Gao Siluo, and it took some tossing to let him in, and after entering, a bunch of girls blocked the door, making it difficult for him one by one. In order to be able to receive Gao Siluo, Liu Xiang almost passed five levels and killed six generals, and was tossed enough, so he arrived at the door of Gao Siluo's boudoir.

When all the people brought by Liu Xiang arrived, Xi Po picked up Gao Siluo and stepped out of the boudoir. At this time, the bride's feet cannot touch the ground until she gets on the sedan chair. Liu Xiang protected Gao Siluo, and the group slowly moved towards the door of the General's Mansion.

Gao Siluo's vision was obscured by the red hijab, and she could only see the bluestone slabs on the soles of her feet constantly receding and disappearing one by one. Tears suddenly appeared in her eyes, the palace walls were deep, and she didn't know when she would be able to return to the mansion and see these people and things that accompanied her to grow up. At this moment, even the grass and trees in the house, and even the bluestone slab under her feet, made her sad inexplicably. It is out of place with the festive atmosphere around it.

Because there are no elders in the house, the ritual of farewell that was originally required is also omitted. Xi Po directly carried Gao Siluo on her back and got into the chariot.

"Get on the road." Liu Xiang let out a low shout, and he flew on his horse and took the lead towards the ancestral temple. Jiang Zuming had already bathed and purified himself in the ancestral temple, waiting for Gao Siluo.

In the ancestral temple, there is a solemn atmosphere. The civil and military officials stood solemnly at the foot of the steps, and Jiang Zuming was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, standing in front of a giant ding, which was the priest of the heavens. Before Gao Siluo officially became the queen and entered the royal family tree, she still needed to sacrifice to the sky and be recognized by God.

To put it simply, the actual ritual of worshipping the heavens is extremely cumbersome. After Gao Siluo arrived, it took two hours to complete the whole ceremony. Gao Siluo's name, this can be regarded as officially entering the royal genealogy.

Jiang Zuming was a little tired and rubbed his eyebrows with his fingertips. From the end of the sacrifice to the heavens, he got into the chariot where Gao Siluo was sitting, and marched towards the imperial city together.

The sun has set in the west, and with the afterglow of the setting sun, the huge team is like a dragon, slowly returning home.

Knowing that the person she liked was sitting less than a foot away from her, Gao Siluo was so nervous that she even slowed down her breathing. Sitting in the same chariot, even though her head was covered with a hijab, she seemed to feel Jiang Zuming's gaze. The fair-skinned face gradually turned red, revealing a touch of seductive style, and the earlobes seemed to be on fire, making her overwhelmed. The handkerchief in her hand was even more squeezed by her hands, and the tension in her heart could not be relieved.

Jiang Zuming was indeed looking at Gao Siluo. But unlike what she thought, if she could see Jiang Zuming's eyes at this time, she would definitely not be so emotional. His eyes were as cold as a sword, as if he wanted to pierce Gao Siluo's head through the hijab. Although he couldn't see Gao Siluo's face, he also knew that she must be shy at this time. Not to mention, her graceful posture trembled unconsciously in this tense atmosphere.

Jiang Zuming's eyes were full of mockery. Because of Gao Hongxuan's status, it is impossible for him to really love Gao Siluo. This woman is really pitiful and sad to be moved by her true feelings.