Outside the hall, lightning and thunder roared.

In the splendid hall of the palace, the wedding hall is decorated with joy, and the word "Xi" is pasted everywhere.

However, the huge palace was not full of guests and friends, and there were no civil and military officials, rich businessmen and celebrities, but only the close family members and maids of the palace, and the sparse attendants around the happy hall, carefully waiting, so that the wedding of the palace was treacherous.

On the wedding hall, the master of ceremonies sang in a low voice:

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

"Two Worship Halls"

"Husband and wife ......"

The master of ceremonies stopped singing, and a cold melancholy and a terrifying sense of oppression came from the main seat, and his mouth trembled.

The master of ceremonies timidly glanced at the high seat, only to see the handsome prince with lowered eyes holding the princess's green onion and white softness, and whispered to comfort the princess who was sad in the corners of her eyes: "Don't worry, it will be fine!" ”

The master of ceremonies paused, added a distracting lip, quietly swallowed the uneasiness that surged up, stretched out his sleeve, and wiped the beads of sweat that oozed from his forehead at some point.

Turning his eyes, he glanced at the five grooms with different expressions, wearing red wedding robes, red belts, red cloud boots, and small red flowers on their chests. Jia Qi stood in front, followed by Xiang Yang, Yuan Ye, Shui Zhihan, and Cao Feng, and the five of them stood squirming and bowing to the sleeping county lord.

The master of ceremonies peeked at the prince who drooped his eyelids again, and the thick fingers of the prince who had held the sword all the year round were tightly clenched together, slowly released, gently patted the princess's softness, and raised his eyes to signal to continue.

The princess also grabbed the prince's hand tightly, and looked forward to it comfortingly: "It's going to be fine!" ”

The master of ceremonies walked up to Jia Qi and whispered a few words to him, and the young man nodded.

He turned his face to the other sons and said, "Let's get closer and worship the county lord!" He led a few sons to the red sandalwood carved hollow hammock, and the undulating and mournful eyes fell on the hammock, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

The small hammock was extremely luxuriously decorated, and the four golden pillars supported a pink veil, blocking the bright spring light, covering the naughty, willful, nonsense, and smart shadows in front of them in the past, and the quiet silence grabbed their hearts.

Hunting Qi's heart trembled, and she held the red flower in her right hand and rested on her chest for a while, and stretched out her slender left hand to pick up the pink veil.

The county lord lay quietly on the bed of the gorgeous brocade quilt. She looks very sweet, a small face carved in pink and jade hangs quietly, her lips are as delicate as dripping rosebuds are very beautiful, and her long and upturned eyelashes hang down weakly like two butterflies, covering her bright pupils, like a little fairy lost in the mortal world, throwing away the dust of the mortal world, lying quietly in the luxurious red brocade quilt, waiting for the destined Prince Charming to wake her up.

Xiang Yang, who was standing behind him, grabbed Hunt Qi's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "If Hunt Qi does this, will the county lord wake up?" Hunt Qi didn't raise his head, and responded softly: "Maybe." ”。

A pair of warm and anxious eyes were firmly locked on the county lord's beautiful sleeping face, and called softly: "County lord, open your eyes and see, we are all standing by your side, county lord, you have slept enough, wake up quickly!" ”

Yuan Ye raised his evil handsome face, and his eyes flashed with playfulness.

Shui Zhihan flashed with deep cold eyes: "Hmph! "Yes.

Cao Feng squinted at the county lord expressionlessly, and then looked away.

Joy quietly.

The family and the maid did not dare to come out, hoping that the county lord would wake up early and relieve the unbearable torture.

The princess wringed her hands and waited for a while, but there was no movement, she stood up nervously, and prepared to go over with her skirt, and the princess pressed the restless princess: "Wait a minute!" ”

Slightly raised his chin to signal the master of ceremonies to continue, the master of ceremonies had never held such a strange wedding, at this time he also ignored the etiquette, raised his wrist to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, and sang with the courage to sing: "Husband and wife worship each other." ”

A feeling of loneliness came to her heart, Hunt Qi couldn't help pinching the red flower in her hand, gently picked up the small hand stacked on the brocade quilt, stuffed the red flower into the county lord's hand, held the soft little hand tightly with both hands, and bowed three times, "Wei'er get up, we are husband and wife, I am your husband." ”

The other sons also put away their miscellaneous thoughts and bowed down like teenagers.

"Who? Who's calling me. ”

Do you remember that a son once played a game of worship with her?

I remember going back with my mother to Xiangguo Temple, and suddenly it rained heavily on the road, so I got off the chariot and ran to a temple to avoid the rain, she was the first to rush into the temple, and saw an eleven-year-old handsome boy and an eleven-year-old girl kneeling in the temple, she ran over curiously and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

The girl shyly said, "Let's play games and learn from the sister next door to get married." ”

"Hee-hee, it's fun, I want to play too, is that okay?" Ziwei squeezed over and bowed like a girl, but the boy glared at her, then took the girl's hand and stood up and walked out.

Her little face flushed, and she took a step forward to block their way, and she pointed to the boy and said, "You can't go, stay and play with me, and I will give you many good things." ”

The boy ignored her, took the little girl by the hand and rushed into the heavy rain.

She glared at him angrily and scolded fiercely: "I don't know what to do, slave, one day you will come back and beg me." ”

It didn't take long for the prince to enter her palace and become her husband.

She was happy, she played with Childe every day, and Childe tried his best to make the county lord happy.

One day, Childe took Crape Myrtle to a tree in the side courtyard, playing with pebbles, mud, and playing games.

Looking at the cat-like childe, Ziwei "giggled" and laughed, the boy who loves cleanliness was angry and stopped playing, and Ziwei took out the osmanthus cake to bribe the child, and the son smiled.

The house was stacked with cobblestones. He pointed to the house, held his little hand, knelt on the ground, and said to Ziwei: "This is our new house, let's play the game of worship." ”

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

"Second worship high hall" They bowed in the direction of the palace.

"Slow, take the stone off your neck and let it testify to us!" Ziwei was having fun, and when she was about to bow again, Childe told her to stop and take down the stone, and when she heard that the stone still had such an effect, she hesitated for a moment and handed it to Childe.

Childe took the stone and took a few steps back, looking at Ziwei with a changing expression. Suddenly, he laughed "hahaha", his elegant and handsome facial features were distorted and deformed, and he ran away.

As soon as the stone fell, a chill quickly seeped into Ziwei's heart, her chest was in unbearable pain, her face was pale and covered her chest, her face was full of pain and leaned against the tree, her hand stretched out towards Gongzi, wanting Gongzi to help her, and opened her mouth: "Help me" The three children didn't have time to speak, their hands slowly hung down, grabbed the rope, and slowly fell down I don't know.

A vague figure flashed away, and she tried to catch him, but she couldn't

Who is it?

Who is he?