Leng Yufeng sat indifferently on the side, gently grinding the cup with the tea lid, and secretly observing the officials who came in to congratulate him with dark blue eyes. His facial features are delicate, his figure is slender, although he is not very handsome, but his whole body exudes an air of elegance, and a lilac brocade robe is worn on him, which is a little more noble and elegant than the ordinary princes of the Wuqian Dynasty. He smiled on his lips, sobbing from time to time, if he didn't know his identity, he only felt that he was a handsome son from a family, and he would never have thought that he was really the prince of a barbarian land like Khotan in the Western Regions.

Some officials on the table were also secretly paying attention, quietly observing the prince of Khotan, who greeted the prince on behalf of the crown prince, and saw that his elegant and noble demeanor and flowing posture were no different from the nobles of the Wuqian Dynasty. Zhou Mingjie exchanged glances with several officials who had a good relationship with the DPRK and China, and secretly wondered in his heart, saying that the land of the small country of Khotan is poor, the people are poor, and the people are barbaric, how can this prince of Khotan have such a calm and extraordinary bearing? Looking at his all-round style, it is by no means something that can be cultivated overnight, and the leisurely leisure that comes out of his bones can be cultivated by a barbarian and ignorant country? What has Khotan become now?

"The auspicious time has come, please invite the bride into the church." There was a commotion in the hall, only to hear a crisp and pleasant gong sound outside, and then the housekeeper Wang Xiude shouted loudly.

When the sound fell, the hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone in the audience looked out of the door.

Not long after, a woman dressed in a wedding dress, wearing a bride's phoenix crown, and a red light veil on her face slowly walked towards the main hall with the support of the maid.

Su Yuqing, who was dressed in a phoenix crown, walked unhurriedly and calmly in the eyes of everyone, without the slightest impatience or nervousness. The sun has just sprinkled all over the earth, and it is still wrapped in a faint golden glow, which is sprinkled on Su Yuqing's red wedding dress, such as embroidered with a layer of gold thread, the phoenix crown made of red gold on the head moves around, the golden phoenix wings keep vibrating, the glass jade in the phoenix's beak is shaking, step by step, the sun is like flowing water, and it keeps shaking on the long glazed jade pendant. The blue brick floor reflects the light, like a little broken diamond constantly flickering, and the woman in red makeup is like a neon fairy who comes from the waves, so beautiful that it is not as beautiful as it should be in the world. Her slender and dignified posture is straight, like the most gorgeous peony, blooming with the proudest demeanor.

Everyone present was stunned, the hall was full of noble and high doors, looking at the fairy-like bride in the sun, although she couldn't see her face, she saw this posture and charm, and she couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in her heart. With such a woman, it is a pity that the entire Wuqian will never find a second place. No wonder King Jing and the third prince are so attentive to her.

Leng Yufeng couldn't help but stop grinding the tea lid, he just said that he was an ordinary woman, but he never thought that he would have such an outstanding demeanor. Leng Yufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, the light in his eyes flashed, it seems that the rumors he has heard in the past few days will not be wrong, then the prince of King Jing and the third prince may have really been fascinated by this woman, so that the emperor had to throw her to Khotan, if she was not Su Yuwen's daughter, if it weren't for Khotan who came to ask for marriage at this time, the emperor was afraid that he would end her with a glass of wine or three feet of white silk.