"Arrive in time, Dengxi sedan chair~"

After Qing Xihuan heard a sound in the boudoir, he closed his eyes, and the mandarin duck and the four maids each held a corner of the hijab and gently covered Qing Xihuan's head.

"Farewell Miss......" The maids behind the mandarin duck knelt down one by one to bid farewell to Qing Xihuan.

Qing Xihuan was held by the mandarin duck and slowly stepped out of the door.

"Miss, I'm out of the cabinet. The mandarin duck carefully held Qing Xihuan's hand, and the two went out together.

Stepping out of the door, Qing Xihuan suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with Miss?" asked the mandarin duck in a low voice as he approached Qing Xihuan with his head down.

"Mandarin duck, once I go in, can't I regret it?"

"Miss, what do you regret, the prince treats you like a treasure, a woman must have a home in the future, since you have to go out of the cabinet no matter what, marry someone who treats you well, as for who you have in your heart, it doesn't matter. ”

Mandarin ducks are smart, and from the time they found the painting of Yan Guihui for Qing Xihuan, they knew that Qing Xihuan already had a place in his heart. It's just that the destiny of heaven is hard to disobey, and the holy decree is hard to resist, it's already like this, so be it.

Qing Xihuan didn't speak for a long time, his eyes were moist, blurring the blush in front of him.

"Let's go. ”

The mandarin duck helped Qing Xihuan to slowly go outside.

"Ah, that's right......" Qing Xihuan was just about to step out of the backyard mansion, and hurriedly said to the mandarin duck beside him, "Go and get my Changxing sword!"

"Miss, Daxi, how can you dance with a sword and sword, or do you want to ......" The mandarin duck's eyes widened in horror.

"What's going on crap, go!"

"Yes. ”

The mandarin duck hurriedly ran to get the Changxing sword back, afraid that people would see it, so he put it in a brocade box, saying that Qing Xihuan was not allowed to take it by himself, and only promised to put it in the sedan chair after getting on it.

There were already several people piled up outside the gate, and almost everyone's face was occupied by joy, only Qingyuan was in tears, happy and painful.

"Miss, according to the etiquette, you have to say goodbye to the lord and the eldest lady three times. ”

Qing Xihuan really didn't want to kneel to them, but when he thought about it, there were few things that he couldn't help himself from beginning to end, and the people who married all his life were enemies, so did he care who he kneeled to?

Qing Xihuan nodded lightly, was supported by the mandarin duck, walked three steps forward, and knelt on the ground.

The little guy on the side shouted, "Worship your parents' nurturing grace—"

Qing Xihuan's right hand was covered on the back of his left hand, his hands were flattened, and he bowed to the ground.

"Second Worship of Parents—"

Bow to the ground again.

"Three Prayers to My Parents for Preaching—"

Bowing to the ground for the last time, Shi Jinyu remembered his father, if he was still alive, he knew how he felt when he got married.

Qingyuan loves his daughter, and the dowry is not inferior to the emperor marrying a princess, even if the emperor knows that he will be unhappy, Qingyuan still wants to prepare the best for Qing Xihuan.

Qingyuan's eyes were swollen from crying, and he hurriedly ran to help Qing Xihuan up and took Qing Xihuan's hand.

"Huan'er...... Go to Luoyang Pass is not as good as before, don't be too willful in everything, Daddy is not by your side anymore, you must know to take care of yourself, respect the prince, everything is important to the prince, but you have to take care of yourself......" Qingyuan couldn't cry anymore, and Qingwanru and the eldest lady on the side hurriedly supported Qingyuan.

"Master, on a big day, don't make Huanhuan cry and make your face flowery. The eldest lady patted Qingyuan's back.

"Hey, hey, I know, I don't cry anymore. Qingyuan wiped his tears, but the tears couldn't stop flowing downward, and he was sad.

Qing Xihuan's heart was shocked, he remembered something, and suddenly said to Qingyuan, "Take me to the ancestral hall to have a look, I want to pay respects...... Mother. ”

"Hey, hey, good!" Qingyuan wiped away his tears and led Qing Xihuan in the direction of the ancestral hall.

Since she was reborn, Shi Jinyu has listened to Mandarin Duck say how gentle and humble the second lady is. If it weren't for her, there would be no Qing Xihuan, no Qing Xihuan, and no today's self, her daughter's wedding, and the spirit of the mother in the sky must want to see it. The right should be for the sake of the past.

Qing Xihuan entered the ancestral hall and saw the spiritual seat of Qing Xihuan's mother on the right side of the lowest spiritual seat.

"Chu Niang, you have a spirit in the sky to see, our Huan'er has a future, married the king of Pingdong as the princess of the main family, the two also like each other, you have a spirit in the sky, there is knowledge under the spring, you can rest in peace......" Qingyuan's tears flowed again, looking at the tablet with a sad expression.

Qing Xihuan's nose was sour, and then he hurriedly walked out of the ancestral hall.

Qingyuan has been following closely behind him, and if he can send a few steps, he will send a few more steps.

"Mandarin duck, who is waiting to pick up the kiss. Qing Xihuan was helped out of the gate of the Qing Mansion by the mandarin duck, standing at the gate of the General Mansion in Zhenxi, looking forward through the hijab.

In front of you, a line of carriages and horses stretched for miles, with no end in sight. The silk and bamboo orchestras are neatly arranged, and there are countless Xi Po maids, who are waiting at the gate of the General's Mansion in the west of the town. The person in front of him, dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, proud of the spring breeze, dressed in a bright red Xilang official robe, was looking at Qing Xihuan with high spirits.

"The ...... of the East Dust"

Qing Xi was stunned, the prince got married, and there was no rule of receiving relatives in person since ancient times.

"Miss...... Lord Wang, it's the prince who takes the kiss!It's the prince who takes the kiss!" The mandarin duck clenched Qing Xihuan's hand excitedly, making Qing Xihuan's fingers ache faintly.

The Qing Mansion was a sensation, and the adults who were guests also came to visit, such a big posture, the king of Pingdong personally received his relatives, all the way, so that the people saw enough, and also talked about it, the king of Pingdong personally took the princess, and the princess was so magnificent.

"The last general Qingyuan brought the Qing Mansion up and down to see the prince, and the prince and the noble body personally received the kiss, so that the Qing family was extremely honored, how fortunate it was!" Qingyuan was moved and shocked, and worshiped the ground with dozens of people behind him.

Everyone in the Qing Mansion knelt down on the ground, and the mandarin duck gently pinched Qing Xihuan's sleeve and whispered, "Miss, according to the rules, you have to bow down too, this grace is too great." ”

Qing Xihuan was reluctant to bow down, and such an honor can be avoided.

I only listened to the horseback Dong Chuchen smiled clearly, "What this king likes is the posture of the princess, and the princess of this king is not allowed to kneel." ”

"Thank you for your grace!" Qingyuan bowed again, replacing Qing Xihuan.

Qing Xihuan didn't speak for a long time in the hijab, looking at Dong Chuchen outside, Xu is today's aura is different, the hair is erected high, the crown jade on the crown is also verdant, the wedding clothes are also bright, the Jiao shape on the top is majestic, and the jade belt around the waist is well-tied, and he is full of energy. The horse is also handsome, with a light breeze, floating his clothes and flying, and brushing his handsome face, his eyebrows are full of energy, and his eyes are full of affection. Person......

It's also a little pleasing to the eye.

"The auspicious time has come, lift the sedan curtain, Junqing year after year——"

Xi Po opened the sedan chair curtain with a happy face.

Qing Xihuan was supported by the mandarin duck and slowly moved towards the sedan chair, and also saw the whole picture of the sedan chair by the morning sun.

The sixteen people of the four corners carry the sedan chair on the top of the treasure gorgeous, the four corners are each inlaid with the gold-topped pearl, the body of the sedan chair is the landscape of vermilion wood fine carving, elegant.

"Princess Zhao doesn't know, this sedan chair was originally prepared with a phoenix sleep auspicious cloud pattern, the prince knows that you don't like the phoenix, and proudly asked the craftsmen to hurry up and re-engrave this new sedan chair for you~ The prince has good intentions for the princess, and his feelings are sincere. ”

Qing Xihuan remembered that day in the Yufeng Palace, he casually said that the phoenix was too vulgar everywhere, and it was actually written down by Dong Chuchen.

"Thank you, Lord Wang. Qing Xihuan said lightly and got on the sedan chair.

Dong Chuchen chuckled on his back and did not speak.

"The auspicious time has come, and the future will start~ Junqing's thought will come true-"

Qing Xihuan sat firmly in the sedan chair, and the mandarin duck put the Changxing sword behind him in the brocade box and also put it into the sedan chair, and he followed outside the sedan chair and embarked on a happy journey.

"Farewell to the prince!" Qingyuan's tears slipped down again, and he cried out as he saw the red makeup go away.

"Huan'er, I'm still so young, so I got married......"

The mandarin duck followed the side of the sedan car and listened to Qingyuan's voice, and turned his head to look at it with sadness in his eyes.

"Mandarin ducks. Qing Xihuan said in the sedan chair.

"Miss......"

"It may take a long time to follow me to Luoyang Pass to see Shangqingyuan, if you don't want to, it's too late to go back now. ”

Listening to Qing Xihuan's words, the mandarin duck turned his head to look again, Qingyuan was much older, and he was a lot more white, and he was also haggard.

"Miss, the slave doesn't regret it. ”

Qing Xihuan listened to the words of the mandarin duck in the sedan chair, and his heart warmed.

Outside the drum music sounded, the battle of kissing was huge, shaking the entire Zi'an City, less than half a day to know that there is a king of Pingdong in Zi'an City to personally receive relatives, give the princess ten miles of red makeup, give the princess a mighty formation, must be the princess to the bone, love into the blood.

Qing Xihuan sat in the sedan chair at a loss. Dong Chuchen smiled wryly on the horse's back. I don't know who this intention is for.