There seemed to be silence in the sedan chair, and then I heard Luo Yeji softly command: "Get up the sedan chair and play music." ”

The festive gongs and drums instantly resounded in the sky, and as a result, there was an extremely strange scene on the streets of Yanjing that day.

The groom Rong Wang Luo Yeji sat in the sedan chair, and the charming bride Wen Qingyu rode on a horse towards the Rong Wangfu.

This is a scene that completely violates etiquette and religion, and it has extremely shocked everyone's three views.

After that, some people said that King Rong and the princess were in deep love. Under the serious injury, he still insisted on marrying the bride in a sedan chair, and even if his reputation was damaged, he would never let the bride enter the house alone.

But, more. But it is said that they violate etiquette and religion, and they laugh and are generous!

In any case, this scene is firmly remembered by everyone, so that thousands of years later, no one can forget it.

Wen Qingyu rode on the horse and took in the expressions of everyone in the capital. Seeing them open their mouths wide in astonishment, I was in a really good mood.

A plan crept into her chest. The dead demon Luo Night Scar, you always bully the old lady. Today, all the revenge has been avenged together.

You just wait to sit in the sedan chair and be married by the old lady obediently!

Under the hat, he smiled with a jade face, but he felt a chill down his spine. Wen Qingyu glanced back in confusion, obviously there was nothing, why did he suddenly feel cold?

The honor guard circled around Yanjing City, and returned to King Rong's Mansion before the auspicious time.

Fu Bo, the housekeeper of King Rong's Mansion, stood at the gate of the mansion with a full courtyard of subordinates to greet him.

Wen Qingyu raised her eyebrows and looked, fortunately, she didn't see the women in Luo Yeji's backyard.

Fauber looked at the woman on the horse, his expression stiffened slightly, but he instantly returned to normal.

"The old slave sees the princess."

"Fauber doesn't have to be polite."

Wen Qingyu smiled slightly, turned over and dismounted, and the sedan chair also fell to the ground at the same time.

Mrs. Xu stared at the sedan chair and shook her head invisibly, and the matchmaker was even more frightened.

Now, the bride is riding a horse and standing outside, and the groom is sitting in a sedan chair.

"Pressed Jiao."

Luo Yeji's indifferent voice came from the sedan chair.

"Wait."

Wen Qingyu walked over quickly, stopped the sedan chair man's movements, turned around and said to the stunned matchmaker with a smile.

"It stands to reason that you should kick the car door and shoot arrows?"

The matchmaker nodded: "It should be like this, but ......"

However, what about the groom in the sedan chair, how to kick the sedan door and shoot arrows?

"No, but." Wen Qingyu waved his hand: "There should still be a program, matchmaker, where to kick?" ”

"What?" The matchmaker became more and more puzzled, what did she hear? Where is the kick? Is the bride asking?

Isn't she going to ......

Wen Qingyu pursed his lips, looked at the people around him with a frightened face, and couldn't help but recall what he had just said. Isn't that scary?

The people under Luo Yeji's hands are just timid!

"Isn't it time to kick the car door? Kick where? ”

"This ...... This. The matchmaker looked embarrassed: "I'm afraid it's not suitable." ”

"How is it not appropriate?" Wen Qingyu's voice was cold: "Since ancient times, shouldn't you ride a horse and kick the sedan door?" ”

"Yes...... Yes, but. ”

The matchmaker didn't cry, it was indeed a kicking sedan door on horseback, but no one thought that the one who rode a horse today would be the bride. This kind of thing, the ancestors have never handed it over.

"That's not the end of it." Wen Qingyu said with a smile: "It is the concubine who is riding the horse, so naturally the concubine should come to kick the sedan door." ”

"Yes...... You're a princess. The matchmaker's voice became quieter and quieter.

"How?" Wen Qingyu's voice was a little colder: "Could it be that the matchmaker thinks that this concubine is not qualified to kick the sedan door." Are you waiting for the side concubine in this house or something to kick? ”

"Oh, that's not what the slave meant."

The matchmaker couldn't wait to faint at this moment, she just wanted to remind the princess of her bride's identity. Since ancient times, how can a bride kick the groom's sedan door?

But she forgot that since ancient times, there has been no groom who sits in a sedan chair to greet her relatives.

"Matchmaker, let her kick."

A low and lazy light voice came from the sedan chair again, and the matchmaker hurriedly agreed as if she had been pardoned.

Since everyone doesn't mind, what does she mind?

So, Wen Qingyu finally kicked down the sedan door under the guidance of the matchmaker.

"Bow here."

Wen Qingyu kicked the door of the sedan chair, and he was in a very comfortable mood, and he stretched out his hand to Fu Bo with pride.

The matchmaker didn't hesitate this time, since the car door was kicked, then of course the arrow was going to be shot.

So he took the bow wrapped in red silk and three arrows from Fu Bo's hand and handed them to Wen Qingyu.

Wen Qingyu put the three arrows on the bow together, pulled the bow and wound it, and loosened his fingers.

"Whoosh."

The three bows and arrows were impartial and nailed to the car door in unison.

"The princess is mighty!"

In all directions, the subordinates of King Rong's Mansion praised him in unison.

Wen Qingyu was in a good mood, handed the bow to Yu Qiao, and waved his hand: "Help the prince get off the sedan chair." ”

At this point, Luo Yeji finally got out of the sedan chair.

Everyone lowered their heads instantly, and silently pinched a cold sweat for the new princess in their hearts.

On his prince's face, which has always been light and breezy, there is a warm smile?

That's a smile!

When did such a thing as a warm smile appear on your grandfather's face?

The fact that Ye can have this kind of expression can only show that he is absolutely not angry.

Rather, very angry!

So, it's time for someone to be out of luck!

Luo Yeji reached out and took the red flower handed by the matchmaker, sent it to Wen Qingyu, and whispered in her ear.

"Qingqing is having fun?"

Wen Qingyu nodded and replied very honestly: "I'm very happy." ”

"So, do you want to continue to be happy?"

Wen Qingyu raised his head, can he continue to be happy? So he nodded very seriously.

Luo Yeji's smile became brighter and more charming: "Then, you will walk in front and lead your husband across the brazier." “

"Really." Wen Qingyu's eyes lit up: "You don't mind?" ”

Luo Yeji shook his head gently: "Don't mind, only when Qingqing is happy, this king will be even happier when he waits." ”

"Yes, okay."

Wen Qingyu immediately agreed, and Xi Zizi led Luo Yeji across the brazier and walked towards the inner courtyard.

At this moment, Wen Qingyu didn't know how much she would pay for Luo Yeji's happiness. If she had known, she would not have agreed so easily.

Today's Xitang is not placed in Lingyun Pavilion, but it is rare that it is actually placed in the main hall of the front yard of King Rong's Mansion.

As soon as Wen Qingyu led Luo Yeji in, he frowned slightly.

She didn't expect that so many people would come to the hall today.

Luo Yeji's parents died, and the main seat was naturally empty.

There were many acquaintances on the chairs on both sides of the hall.

On the first side sat Lian Yin and Empress Dowager Liu. Lian Yin's first order is the king of southern Xinjiang and the prince of Dingguo. The Queen Mother sat Qiu Yunran and Wu Mingyue.

As for the officials and their family members above the third rank, they waited in the courtyard and were not qualified to enter the hall.

Seeing Wen Qingyu and Luo Yeji enter in such a posture, everyone was stunned.

Wen Qingyu immediately felt that her sharp eyes were slashing at her, and when she turned her head to look, it was Qiu Yunran.

Qiu Yunran glared at her fiercely, and a pair of watery eyes fell on Luo Yeji, but it was indescribable regret, distressed, and obsessed......

She retracted her gaze disdainfully, whether this person's brain was in the Dark Moon Xing to be angry with that sick scholar.

Look at her with that kind of look? She couldn't help but suspect that she was a villain who lost her conscience, robbed the people, and was heinous.

"Qingqing, help me to give the emperor and the queen mother a salute first."

Wen Qingyu nodded, and was just about to lead Luo Yeji towards Lian Yin, when he saw Lian Yin waving his hand.

"That's it, King Rong is getting married today. The marriage is great, the worship is important, don't miss the auspicious time. ”

Wen Qingyu was as good as a stream, and immediately made it easy for Luo Yeji to return to the middle of the hall.

Lian Yin's face sank, did he really not let the two of them see each other? But to put it mildly, how can you take it seriously?

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The celebrant sang a promise loudly, and Luo Yeji and Wen Qingyu both knelt down and kowtowed to the sky outside.

In an instant, Wen Qingyu was in a trance. seems to have returned to the previous life, she and Lian Yin didn't even worship heaven and earth, but just invited a few people who knew her friends to have a meal. The marriage is hastily completed.

Now that I think about it, I didn't care about anything in my previous life. If Lian Yin really cared about her, how could she just call herself casually married to him?

Really...... It's a blind man!

"Second worship high hall!"

The two turned and kowtowed to the center.

"Husband and wife!"

The two faced each other and kowtowed to each other.

Wen Qingyu suddenly felt a chill in his jaw, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good. Lift the ribbon tied to the lower jaw, but it's too late.

As she lowered her head, the hat on her head slid down suddenly.

In an instant, a stunningly beautiful, graceful and luxurious jade face leaked out in front of everyone's eyes.

Luo Yeji's eyes were cold, and he shot extremely fast. When that face was about to be revealed, he took out the hijab in his arms and put it on Wen Qingyu's head.

"Poof."

Immediately, a mouthful of blood overflowed from his lip flap, and Luo Yeji's body shook.

Everyone in the hall was stunned, things were developing so fast that no one could figure out what was going on.

only saw the moment when the hat fell, that beautiful face, even if it was just a glimpse, but it was unforgettable.

From now on, I am afraid that this flower has been appreciated, and there will be no more flowers in the world.

Before everyone could recover from the shocking glance, they saw King Rong suddenly make a move and put a new hijab on the bride. Then he vomited blood.

Only then did I remember that I seemed to have heard such a rumor, on the day of the fire in the Imperial Garden, King Rong was seriously injured in order to save Princess Rong, who was trapped in the fire.

It seems that the injury is indeed not light!

In order not to expose his bride's face, he re-covered her with a hijab at such a fast speed, of course, he had to use internal force.

So...... Is this a recurrence of an old injury?

Qiu Yunran, who was sitting on the side, suddenly clenched the handkerchief in his hand and was just about to stand up. But suddenly saw the gaze of his grandfather on the other side, and finally let go of his hand and stopped moving.

"Does it matter if King Rong wants it?"

Lian Yin took the lead and walked over, and his gloomy face on weekdays was rarely covered with concern.

"It doesn't matter." Luo Yeji only opened his mouth to say something for a while, but his voice was hoarse and low, and he knew that the situation was not optimistic.

The next moment, the long and straight body suddenly hung on Wen Qingyu's body as soft as no bones.

"Qingqing, it's time for you to send your husband to the cave room!"