"Worship heaven and earth!"

Red wall flower candles, candle shadows swaying. A pair of beautiful people slowly turned around and bowed deeply.

Through the red gauze hijab, the slave's sight was a pair of dark red brocade boots with red edges. The owner of these brocade boots would later be her husband. Just as the slave was caught up in his own thoughts, the shrill voice of the singing father-in-law sounded again.

"Second worship high hall!"

The new eyebrows on the side stretched out their hands to help the slave, and this layer after layer of wedding clothes was indeed gorgeous, but it was also very cumbersome. The inner and outer three layers are particularly weighty on the body. The slave turned around slowly, and it was the emperor and the queen who naturally did it above the high hall.

She knelt on the futon and kowtowed deeply to the two most honorable people in Daxia above who were about to become her in-laws.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

As soon as the words fell, the slave was helped to turn to the person standing next to him. The appearance of the prince was a little vague in the slave's impression. The only thing I remember is the feeling that the prince brought her: gentle, generous, and humble gentleman. The red veil was hazy, and she couldn't see the appearance of the person opposite, but there was still a trace of strange emotion in her heart.

The slave's momentary distraction caused her to stand in place. Seeing that the situation was wrong, the singer once again raised his voice to remind, "Please-"

Xinmei secretly reached out and pulled the slave's wide sleeves, and the slave reacted. She didn't see the terrible eyes from the other side, and obediently followed the chorus's voice, and Ying Ying bowed.

"Send to the cave!"

In the midst of praise and laughter, the slave was surrounded by everyone and walked into the new house and new hall. She was placed on the edge of the bed by the new eyebrows, she secretly reached out and pinched the back of her neck, the heavy crown of hair and the complicated wedding clothes pressed her back pain.

All she had to do now was sit quietly and wait for her husband, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, to see her after entertaining the guests. After waiting for about an hour, the voices of the palace maids greeted him outside the door.

The door was quietly pushed open, and Xinmei hurriedly greeted him, "The slave respectfully invites His Royal Highness the Crown Prince Qian'an." ”

The prince waved his hand, his voice slightly tired, "Get up." ”

"Congratulations to the crown prince and princess for tying the knot today. Today is a rare auspicious day of the zodiac, and the star officials have calculated that those who get married today will support each other and grow old together in the future. Congratulations to Your Highness, congratulations to the mother, the slaves and maids wish the two masters to raise their eyebrows after marriage and give birth to a noble son early! ”

Aunt Lin Hui of Shoukang Palace knelt on the ground and congratulated. The people's congratulations are not only to contaminate the joy of the masters, but also to ask for a reward. According to the customs and habits of Great Xia, on the happy day of marriage, the masters are willing to accept the blessing of the slaves crossing the border.

The prince naturally recognized Lin Hui, he bowed slightly, and there was a bit of seriousness in his tired tone. He asked, "Is it my aunt's master of ceremonies today?" ”

Lin Hui bowed, "Exactly." ”

"The Imperial Grandmother is really bothered." The prince sighed, and he walked over to the slave and sat down, "Let's start." ”

The palace maid behind Lin Hui stepped forward, lowered her head slightly, and said respectfully, "Please press your left placket on the right placket of your mother's robe." ”

The prince held the slave's slender white wrist in one hand and put it in his palm, he only felt that these hands were delicate and silky, and people were reluctant to let go.

The slave's wrist was suddenly wrapped in a burst of hot heat, and he was frightened and flashed. Her body stiffened, and she sat in place, unable to hear the praise of the eunuch outside the door. Let those warm hands move.

"Your Royal Highness, Niangniang, this is a tent. It means that in the future, His Royal Highness, the mother and the husband will sing with the woman, and work with one heart and one mind. Lin Hui explained in a deep voice. With that, she beckoned to the four palace maids behind her, and they immediately stepped forward with blue-glazed jade porcelain bowls.

Lin Hui stepped forward and took out six red dates, chestnuts, and peanuts from the standing bowl they were holding in turn, and then she sprinkled these things on the gauze tent, saying, "This is a tent, which means that the two masters have established their sons early." ”

This ceremony is over. Four palace maids withdrew, and two other palace maids dressed in purple and red palace costumes stepped forward, and the two of them stood on both sides of the slave and the prince, each holding a glass wine cup in their hands.

Lin Hui stepped forward and took out a red rope to tie the handle, and she said with a smile, "Please invite the two newlyweds to drink the wedding wine." ”

The slave gently lifted the corner of the hijab, took the wine cup, and drank with the prince.

Lin Hui nodded with satisfaction, "Etiquette is in place." Your Highness, the slaves and maids retreated first. ”

"Today is the big day of the palace, let's go down and receive the reward." As soon as the prince's words were spoken, the palace maids below were happy, and the prince's reward was not a small amount. Then he happily withdrew.

After everyone retreated, only the two of them were left in the happy room. Fortunately, covering his head and covering his face hid the embarrassed look on the slave's face. I felt the person next to me stand up and walk around twice, and I didn't mean to lift the hijab.

The slave was a little impatient, and when he was about to speak, his head was gently ripped off without hesitation. The hijab slipped off, the slave raised her head slightly, and the candle flame reflected on her carefully groomed face, adding a bit of charm.

The slave blinked her bright eyes, and the prince's appearance was more handsome than he remembered. Probably because of the battle, this goodbye did not have the gentleness and generosity of the beginning, on the contrary, there were three more points of slaughter, and seven points of the dignity of the king. It is like a majestic mountain, hidden on the top of the clouds, which makes people unpredictable.

The prince's name is Dongli Yi. His gaze lingered on the slave's fair face for a moment, then looked away. A hint of contempt flashed in his eyes. It's just fleeting, so fast that the slave wonders if it's his own dazzle.

"Your Highness seemed a little surprised to see me." Nu'er smiled at him, trying to learn the gentle tone that Lu Yinhua used to speak to the six princes.

With a vague look in his eyes, he reached out and pinched the slave's chin and lifted it slightly, he leaned down, no more than an inch away from her, almost touching her nose.

"It's really you."

In the past, in the palace, the prince lived in a simple house like his mother, and even in the Hanlin Academy, it was rare to see the prince go to school. In the past three years, Nu'er and him have only had a few faces. So about the prince's character and temperament, the slave really doesn't know much.

As the saying goes, don't stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling person, the slave smiled lightly, revealing a pear vortex, and she asked rhetorically, "Why not me?" The daughter of General Fuyuan, Wei Nu'er, is like a fake. ”

I can't tell whether the emotion in Dongliyi's eyes is joy, hesitation, or contempt. It's as if there's everything, and it's as if there's nothing. The corners of his lips curled in an extremely light arc, "I thought you wouldn't come." ”

The slave reached out to learn the etiquette of the aunt when she taught her about the bed, and gently hooked Dong Liyi's neck, she suddenly stepped forward and exhaled in his ear, "The respect of the crown princess, the temptation of the future queen, why does Your Highness think that the slave will give up for a spirit card." ”

"Besides, even if I have to leave with the token. Does Your Highness think that the slave can get out of Shengjing City? If you don't respect the will, will the Jinwei let go of the slave? With that, the slave blows mischievously.

Dongli Yi's face was as usual, but at this moment he had red ears, he pushed away the slave and looked away casually, "I know you have a personal affair with Starling. ”

Nu'er's eyebrows jumped, she stood up calmly and walked to Dong Liyi's side, "Since the concubine is married to His Royal Highness today." His Royal Highness is the heaven of the concubine's body, the earth of the concubine's body, and everything of the concubine's body. The past is like smoke and clouds, and His Royal Highness is as wise as His Royal Highness, presumably more clearly than a slave and a woman's family. ”

"Oh?" Dong Li Yi turned around and grabbed the slave's soft waist, and while he reached out to untie her coat, he said, "So you are willing to have a room with me and be my woman?" ”

Feeling the coat slipping to the ground layer by layer, the slave's face unconsciously reflected a red glow. She pretended to be calm, and her body leaned softly against Dongli Yi's solid chest as if she were weak and boneless. She knows very well that whether she wants to or not, Dongli Yi is destined to be her husband. She is destined to be only his crown princess and his woman in this life.

Even if he resisted, he still had to pretend to be happy. Because he knew the existence of Dongli Yuyang, if she showed half reluctance, it would be unchaste.

Only a thin middle coat remained, and when the middle coat was removed, only a belly pocket remained. Before the slave's brain could react, he was picked up and pressed on the bed by Dongli Yi domineeringly.

As if he knew her thoughts, he deliberately and slowly, little by little, with a hint of provocation and subjugation, approached her from the bottom up, starting from the collarbone.

Her face flushed, and her heart felt like it was about to jump out. One of her hands gripped the big red quilt tightly. A smile on his face as much as he could.

It's okay not to laugh, there seems to be a trace of anger in Dongli Yi's eyes. He suddenly latched on to her earlobe, and a tingling sensation crept up every inch of her body like lightning. The heart seems to have been crawled by countless ants, and it itches slightly.

Just when the slave was at a loss, the weight on his body suddenly lightened. Dong Li Yi had already sat back down, his face gloomy, "I've always loved cleanliness, and I can't touch women who think about other men." ”

Does this mean that she is not clean?

The slave sat up hesitantly, and she sat beside Dong Li Yi for a long time. Abruptly give up on your original idea.

Why bother to curry favor with the crown prince? In the future, there will be countless beautiful women in the East Palace, one after another, without end. Instead of spending time on currying favor with the prince and being jealous, it is better to be a woman who is really useful to him. After all, a woman who can bring him benefits is more important than those who are empty and beautiful.

"Since His Highness is so disgusted, the slave is naturally not reluctant. It's just that this marriage is given by His Majesty in the end, and everyone else has to wronged the prince and the slave to make a loving husband and wife. When the queen is the queen, whoever the prince favors, the slave will not ask and interfere. ”

"The slave will also do his best to help the prince stabilize his position and become a great treasure. I don't know what the prince thinks? The slave asked with a smile.

Dong Li Yi nodded, "That's it, very good"