Chenshi.

The sky is clear and the breeze is gentle.

In front of the Xiangguo Mansion.

Under the big red lantern.

An elaborately decorated sedan chair stopped in front of the door.

Li Yingyue, who was dressed in a wedding dress, sat on it, holding a painting fan in her slender jade hand, with a delicate face and a cold temperament.

Accompanied by enthusiastic shouts.

Bursts of firecrackers rang out.

She couldn't help but think of the image of grooming in front of the glass mirror just now.

It is rumored that the candle is lowered to pink, and the mirror should not make spring in front of the stage.

You don't need to make up on your face, you can wait for the painting with your eyebrows.

When she was young, she was like a young girl in spring, imagining the day she got married, sitting in front of the flower candle, facing the mirror, and carefully applying makeup.

In the blink of an eye, it is today.

The picture of grooming is the same as imagined, but the mood is very different.

"Perhaps, people live in the world, things backfire, the most ordinary ......"

Li Yingyue sighed in her heart, and her eyes revealed a touch of amazement.

After all, he raised the painting fan to cover his face.

The curtain of the sedan chair was lifted.

An angular handsome face appeared in front of him.

Fang Xiu was dressed in a wedding dress, a smile appeared between his eyebrows, he stretched out a hand, and his voice was gentle:

"Your Highness, please get off the sedan chair."

Li Invitationyue's cold eyes looked at him, her long black hair hung down, she was silent for a moment, and stretched out her slender jade hand, as for Fang Xiu's palm.

Holding a painting fan in the other hand, he hides his face.

Fang Xiu held her tender little hand, took her, and walked off the sedan chair.

The tip of the shoe taps lightly on the ground and lands on the mat.

The slender and straight jade legs are put together together, slim and elegant.

Side.

The peach is holding a flower bucket in her hand, holding copper coins and colored fruits, looking at the door and scattering, reciting words.

All around, the children had been waiting for a long time, rushing up to pick it up.

Fang Xiu clutched his cold little hand, squeezed it, and said softly, "Let's go, Your Highness." ”

Li Yingyue was silent, and the lotus step moved lightly, landed on the table, and walked towards the door of the mansion.

Peach held the flower bucket and followed behind, following in unison.

Soon.

Fang Xiu and Li Yinyue arrived at the door of the inner room.

On the threshold are delicately crafted saddles.

Saddle and Ann have the same sound, containing the meaning of peace.

The two walked hand in hand, across the saddle, into the inner room.

The door closed slowly.

Fang Xiu looked at Li Yingyue and said softly:

"Wait until dusk, after the prayer, and the day will be over."

Li Yingyue gently put down the painting fan and stood in place like a sculpture, motionless.

Seeing this, Fang Xiu didn't say more, but said: "There are melon and fruit snacks prepared in advance on the table, if you are hungry, eat some to fill your stomach first." ”

With that, he turned around and left the house.

Li Yingyue was left standing alone.

There was a bustle outside the house.

Li Yingyue looked at the vanity mirror placed on the stage.

The glass mirror reflects the delicate and beautiful face, cold as the moon.

In the blink of an eye, it was dusk.

Outside the Prime Minister's House.

It's very lively.

Luxury carriages full of gifts lined up a long street.

Elite guards hold shields and stand on either side.

Countless people of Chang'an who came to admire the city gathered together and poked their heads out, hoping to take a look at what the prime minister's lady, that is, the eldest princess of Zhou, looked like.

Meanwhile.

A servant held a flower bucket and threw copper coins and colored fruits into the crowd, attracting bursts of cheers.

There was a lot of noise.

In the past, the solemn and solemn court princes stood in front of the door with invitations in hand, smiling happily.

"Fang Xiangxiang, I am happy for him from the bottom of my heart! It's a pity...... I don't know how many women in the boudoir have no sleep tonight, crying until dawn. ”

Shaoqing Zhou of Honglu Temple was standing in the crowd, raising his eyebrows, and said with a smile.

Side.

When Qian Haonan, the secretary of the Ministry of War, heard this, he seemed to have thought of something, looked at Du Chen'an on the side, and teased:

"The eldest granddaughter of the Du Butang family, when she was young, she shouted that she wanted to marry the prime minister, why didn't I see her come over today."

"Deceived Kangxi"

Du Chenan glanced at him and replied seriously: "Hiding in the house alone and crying." ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"Du Butang is thinking all day long, when he can have a granddaughter with a beautiful face and a moon to marry into the Xiangguo Mansion, after today, there will be no more chances."

Qian Haonan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

Du Chenan glanced at him, with a breezy look, and said leisurely: "After a few years, Fang Xiang and his wife will give birth to an heir, and the old man will almost be able to hold his great-granddaughter." ”

The implication is that the granddaughter has no chance to marry Fang Xiang, and the great-granddaughter has a chance to marry Fang Xiang's son.

Qian Haonan said: "Then you have to ask your grandson to work hard, don't look back, the children have grown up, and there is no movement on your side." ”

The voice fell.

A cold voice came from not far away.

"What kind of child?"

Everyone was stunned and subconsciously turned their heads to look.

Not far away stood a young girl.

Dressed in green clothes, his muscles are like snow, green silk is like a waterfall, and his posture is graceful.

Absolutely beautiful face, such as clear water hibiscus, not stained with dust.

Against the backdrop of the glow of the sky, it is beautiful and picturesque, like a fairy.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the figure, a little surprised.

It was the first time they had seen His Majesty dressed up.

It's like a fairy who has fallen to the dust, and the beauty is breathtaking.

As the saying goes, women are those who please themselves.

His Majesty dressed up today, dressed in women's clothes, and did not shy away from appearing in the Xiangguo Mansion, what it means, is self-evident.

Although all the previous signs have shown that the friendship between Fang Xiang and His Majesty is better than that of the monarch and the minister.

But the crowd has not been able to know for sure.

Seeing this scene today, I am convinced that there is indeed a friendship between men and women between the two!

As a member of the Fang Party.

Seeing that Fang Xiang and His Majesty were in love.

Naturally, their hearts rejoiced.

But in front of His Majesty, he still pretended not to know anything, his expression became solemn again, and he saluted in unison:

"See Your Majesty!"

Wu Mingkong stood in place, looked at Qian Haonan with cold eyes, and said coldly:

"Fang Xiang still has children, why don't I know?"

Qian Haonan wanted to say: After getting married, there will be soon.

But when she saw the empress's expression, she swallowed back and said:

"The minister was just joking with Du Butang."

Wu Mingkong looked at Du Chen'an.

Du Chenan hurriedly said: "The minister must be cautious in the future." ”

Wu Mingkong glanced at them, retracted his gaze, stopped talking, and walked into Xiangguo's mansion with a light step.

Lin Wan'er in the back deliberately slowed down her pace, and when she passed by the people of the Fang Party, she said softly:

"When we wait for the banquet, you should pay attention to what you should say and what you should not say."

Du Chen'an's old face showed a smile, and he saluted: "Thank you Lin Shangyi for reminding me, I must pay attention." ”

Lin Wan'er nodded, didn't say more, and followed.

See the empress go away.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, and a thought popped up in their hearts:

This time, Fang Xiang wanted to coax His Majesty, I am afraid it would take a lot of effort.

The other side.

Inside the main hall of the Prime Minister's House.

The banquet has already been set up.

At the very front is an offering table.

There are tablets of the ancestors of the Fang family on it, and incense candles stand on both sides.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was time to get married.

Inside and outside the house, there are excellent music provided by the royal family.

Guests stand in their seats, talking and laughing, waiting for the newcomers to enter.

Wu Mingkong sat alone at the front, looking at the offering table not far away, his face expressionless.

A moment later.

Someone sang: "The cigarettes are ethereal, the lights are brilliant, the bride and groom are in the flower hall!" ”

Followed by.

Fang Xiu, who was dressed in a wedding dress, led Li Yingyue, who was wearing a phoenix crown, and slowly appeared.

Stand still at the offering table.

Then the chant sounded again.

"One worships heaven and earth, two worships the high hall, and husband and wife worship each other!"

Fang Xiu and Li Yinyue bowed down in turn according to etiquette.

Afterwards, someone sang:

"Send to the cave!"

Fang Xiu got up, took Li Yinyue's hand, left the main hall, and went to the cave room.

Daqian does not have the custom of making a hole house.

After worshipping.

Then do the joint salute.

The wedding is basically over.

In the midst of a warm shout.

The banquet begins.

Although the Son of Heaven is also there, it is a day of great joy after all.

All of them are the pillars of the imperial court, and they are more open, and the laughter is endless.

A variety of delicacies from the mountains and seas are presented one by one.

The hundred officials raised their glasses and chatted about the intersection of the past ten years and Fang Xiang.

Some people used the strength of wine to ridicule Du Chen'an, who wanted to marry his daughter, then wanted to marry his granddaughter, and now wants to marry his great-granddaughter.

Du Chen'an responded one by one.

On the side, Qin Xingyan, the head of the household, looked drunk, shouting that Fang Xiang was his reborn parents, causing a burst of laughter.

Qi Jiguang and Bai Qi sat in the crowd, looking at the scene in front of them, a smile also appeared on their faces, and for the first time they had a sense of belonging to this strange land.

Hai Rui muttered a few words and ate the food by himself.

Outside the main hall.

Dian Wei and several guards guarded diligently as before.

Although he knew that Fang Xiu and Li Yinyue were just fake marriages.

The busy Daji still took the time to watch their worship ceremony, and her charming eyes revealed a touch of yearning.

I thought in my heart, when the world is peaceful, even if I can't fill the house, I have to worship with the master.

She knew that as long as she proposed it, the master would definitely meet her request.

However, since that person was still behind, she was not in a hurry.

Thinking so, Daji looked at the beautiful figure sitting in the front.

Side.

Yang Yuhuan, who was wearing a blue dress, didn't feel so much.

She looked at Fang Xiu, who was saluting, and all she thought about was that she could have him after the Chinese New Year.

I was happy in my heart, but at the same time, I couldn't wait, and I couldn't wait to travel directly to two months later.

To say that the most complicated mood is the empress Wu Mingkong.

She sat there alone, watching Fang Xiu and Li Yingyue worship each other, her mind blank.

An indescribable emotion welled up in my heart.

If Fang Xiu and Li Yingyue are in love, they will really get married.

When she was angry, she felt better.

But they just fake marriage, and this fake marriage is still the result of her hard work.

This moment.

She suddenly had the feeling that she had sent her husband to someone else's bed with her own hands, and she had mixed tastes.

Sour.

Stuffy.

As time passed, the noise in the house grew louder.

Hundreds of officials, relatives and friends pushed the cup and changed the lamp, and they didn't say anything.

The air was filled with excitement and joy.

Wu Mingkong sat alone.

Finally.

She couldn't take it anymore, got up from the chair with the dragon pattern and walked outside!