What's more, it was King Shenwu Xuan of the Qin State Army who personally married him.

At that time, Daikin was closely connected with the Western Regions, and the Daikin Kyoto shogunate accommodated the bizarre styles of various regions, and it has always been a thousand-year-old city that many countries have fascinated, and the transnational wedding that is about to take place in this ancient city is naturally attracting worldwide attention.

Wan Yanjing and the four princes are born together, and their biological mother is the concubine Fang who is favored by the Golden Emperor and has a beautiful crown.

She completely picked up the advantages of the Golden Emperor and Fang Guifei, and her beauty and status bonuses, she deserved the title of the first beauty of Dajin, and her marriage with Huo Xiang was also considered to be very right.

This wedding also gave the four princes a strong brother-in-law, and their political capital was raised to a higher level.

Although he is not the crown prince, the limelight of the fourth prince Wan Yan Xu completely overwhelmed his prince brother, he was favored since he was a child, ambitious and favored power, and openly won over courtiers in the court, and fought against the prince.

The Golden Emperor knew all this, and seemed to be happy to see it happen, he boldly delegated power, and had no intention of suppressing the four princes at all.

So the courtiers suspected that the Jin Emperor might want the four princes to inherit the throne, and the current crown prince was just a shield or whetstone to withstand firepower.

Of course, these are not things that Wan Yanjing needs to consider, she just needs to be a happy and beautiful bride.

The wedding was held in Daikin, and the newly built princess's palace was comparable to a small palace, with yellow walls and red tiles, the red tiles were plated with a layer of gold leaf, and the sun shimmered with golden light, like a building made of gold.

The Qin State took the two cities it had just captured as a dowry, and hundreds of people welcomed the relatives into the shogunate carrying the specialties of the Qin State.

In the noisy sky of gongs and drums, the palace maids wore gorgeous brocade clothes, held flower baskets, and the gorgeous petals were scattered in the air, and the air was filled with bursts of fragrance.

When the lanterns came on, 10,000 colored lanterns lit up the entire shogunate.

Orchid whirlwind, piano and flute ensemble, the dishes are rich and exquisite, the aroma is overflowing, the wine is fragrant, shrouded the whole hall, when the ceremony is completed, there are countless fireworks blooming in the sky above the palace, and under the bright lights are staggered and laughter.

On the night of the candles in the cave room, Wan Yanjing saw Huo Xiang for the first time.

Her god-like newlywed man pushed open the door of the new house, as if stepping out of a painting, but the demeanor depicted on the paper was less than one-ten-thousandth of that of a real person.

The tall man was dressed in a gorgeous red robe embroidered with gold threads, and his dark cloud sleeves hung down, and the faint candlelight flickered softly behind the red veil, reflecting on his quenching god-like face.

After the tent was cast, in the lively blessing of the bride, the weighing rod picked up the crown veil.

The crown veil was removed, Wan Yanjing lowered her head a little embarrassed, and completed the merger in a daze amid the noise.

Xi Niang cut off a strand of her and Huo Xiang's hair together, laughed and chanted loudly, and there was a long string of blessings.

When the complicated ceremony was over, Gan Tang took off her makeup and accessories, closed the door, and exited the wedding room.

Wan Yan sat quietly on the bed, looking at the groom's tall back, a little apprehensive, but more happy and shy.

It wasn't until Huo Xiang put the wedding robe on the hanger and turned around abruptly that her happy and shy eyes suddenly met a pair of cold and clear eyes.

Her smile gradually stiffened and disappeared under Huo Xiang's calm, self-controlled, emotionless gaze.

Under Huo Xiang's condescending and imposing gaze, he began to be afraid.

She pinched the corners of her dress, wondering what the atmosphere was all about.

She realized that her newlywed husband didn't seem to smile all the time.

Embarrassment, incomprehension, doubt, grievance......

"Husband...... Husband? ”

After a long time, Huo Xiang let out a faint "um", and he took two steps in the direction of the bed.

The huge shadows cast on the wall twisted wildly with the flickering of the candle flames.

After Yan Jing's palms were sweating, she almost panicked and hid in the bed, holding the big red mandarin duck embroidered with gold silk in her arms.

It was like a palm-sized, fluffy white-haired young beast suddenly approached the corner by a huge indifferent lion, and the oppression from the predators of the predators was overwhelming, and she couldn't breathe.

Huo Xiang stopped, and his voice was cold: "The princess is tired today, so let's rest early." ”

He walked away step by step in Wan Yanjing's trembling pupils, and lay down on the soft collapse ten steps away from her. With a wave of his finger, most of the candles were extinguished, leaving only the two thickest candles......

This marriage was proposed by Qin Guo, and Huo Xiang's uncle personally wrote an invitation to marry Princess Yi'an of Dajin on behalf of his nephew, hoping for the good of the two countries.

Wan Yanjing never thought that Huo Xiang himself might not be satisfied with this marriage, he might have something else to love, or maybe he didn't want to do it, but under the pressure of elders and politics, he had to marry a woman he had never met.

He is like a mountain snow lotus that does not eat fireworks, and marrying anyone seems to defile him.

Three days later, Huo Xiang led the convoy, the bride and the bride's ten-mile red makeup, and prepared to return to Yunjing from the shogunate.

Emperor Jin and Concubine Fang saw her off at the entrance of the city, and Wan Yanjing cried and cried noisily with her father and mother, clamoring to leave and not leave Dajin.

It's a pity that her father, the queen and the concubine didn't pay attention.

In fact, she has been making trouble for three days.

Entering the palace on the second day of the wedding, Yan Jing told her mother that she didn't like Huo Xiang and didn't want to go to Qin State, but such a big thing, how could she regret it if she wanted to, and asked what grievances she had suffered, and she couldn't say anything.

"He, he's so scary!" Wan Yanjing couldn't find the words, so she could only say this.

Fang Guifei was helpless and funny, just thinking that the princess who had always been pampered had a temper: "He is a military general, and it is natural to be a little arrogant, didn't you like him very much before?" My father asked you if you wanted to marry, and you happily agreed. ”

Jin Huang was even worse, even if he didn't comfort her, he complained to Huo Xiang with a headache: "Ah Mi is spoiled by us, she may not be suitable for a while, and when she goes to the Qin State, she doesn't have to rely on her for everything." ”

Huo Xiang can pretend, and in front of the Golden Emperor, he looks like a straight junior, saying that he has not had much contact with the girl, and may have inadvertently scared the princess.

After Yan was quiet and wanted to die, he felt that he had been tricked into jumping into some huge pit, and he was about to suffer in dire straits, but unfortunately his father and mother didn't believe her.

At the entrance of the shogunate castle, a long line was waiting for her.

Wan Yanjing wet her mother's clothes until she felt a hand on her shoulder.

She turned her head to look, but it was Huo Xiang's angular and flawless face.

"If you delay the return date, you may encounter Ling Xun, and after the summer, when will Ah Mi be homesick, will I accompany you back?"

Huo Xiang called her nickname to persuade her gently, although there was no smile in her eyes, she was honest and peaceful, and she looked tolerant and reliable.

After seeing that Yan Jing did not refuse, he gently stroked his hand on her head again, the palm was warm and harmless, making her feel in a trance that what she saw on the night of her wedding was an illusion, and her current commotion was also unreasonable.

Perhaps, I thought wrong?

As he said, he might just not get along with the girls, and they were all too nervous on the night of the wedding?

Wan Yanjing had tears in the corners of her eyes, looked at the hand held by Huo Xiang in a daze, and obediently got into the carriage to Qin.