On December 28, the snow stopped and the weather was extremely cold.

Early in the morning, the entire palace is decorated with lights. Even if Sima Ying repeatedly emphasized that it was necessary to get married simply, and there was no need to be extravagant and wasteful, the people who did the work were still extremely lively. According to Sima Lun's words, "The bride uses all the queen's items, and in order to match these things, it is natural to have a lively scene." Besides, if you don't have a Chinese New Year's Eve banquet this year, let's use your wedding to celebrate the next year for Dajin. ”

Sima Ying naturally didn't say much, just let them do things. In fact, in just seven or eight days, being able to prepare so thoroughly really tired everyone out.

Emperor Sima Zhen is not too troublesome to watch the excitement, originally said that the newlyweds would go to the palace to say hello the next day, but he shouted early in the morning that he wanted to go to Sima Ying's house to see the bride. It was a headache for Yang Xianrong, because they didn't prepare anything, she didn't even dress up, and she didn't wear a congratulatory dress.

"So what? I'm the emperor! I went to give him face. At this time, Sima Zhen understood very well, and put on a black mink coat by himself, which matched his strong body, which looked extremely imposing.

Lu Zhu quickly rolled up his hair for the sheep, and found a black coat that matched the emperor's mink fur. In Dajin, black is honored. On top of the coat of Yang Xianrong, her mother also embroidered a large peony with rich flowers, which further reflected Yang Xianrong's charming face.

Even if it was a light car, when the emperor's chariot arrived at Sima Ying's prince's mansion, everyone was extremely surprised and knelt down. Sima Zhen was extremely satisfied with this, opened the curtain of the car with a smile on his face, and said to the petite sheep beside him: "Queen, Brother Ying is getting married today, and I am here to marry him." ”

Yang Xianrong pursed her lips, and when she saw Sima Lun, Sima Ying, and a group of people and adults of the Sima family kneeling under the chariot, she finally felt what was going on with the glory of the emperor.

rights, it's really a good thing.

"Your Majesty, let everyone be even. It's so cold and snowy. People who were close to the chariot heard her delicate voice, and they even felt a little warm in their hearts. Some people from the Sima family even looked up at Yang Xianrong, and couldn't help but sigh a little in their hearts, such a beautiful woman was surrounded by such a person.

But so what? This is the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Since it was Sima Zhen who came, Sima Lun had to stand aside.

Zhang Du laboriously got Sima Zhen out of the chariot, then sat him on a special chariot and pushed him into the main hall. Yang Xianrong followed behind him, not saying a word.

Waiting for Sima Zhen and Sima Lun to be seated and ready, this sedan chair has just come to the door of the palace.

This is his wife, Sun Xiaohe's sedan chair, she will go first first.

The people who were familiar with Sima Ying, as well as the guards who loved to be lively, had already surrounded Sima Ying and stood at the gate. The young man in fresh clothes is very eye-catching. The onlookers couldn't help but start whispering, gossiping about the rumors about Sima Ying's "wife", and being extremely envious of the bride Sun Xiaohe who was about to marry him.

Eight people carry a sedan chair, the overall red drapery, inlaid with gold edges. Although there is also a phoenix pattern, it is obviously much smaller than the phoenix luan offered by the sheep, and it does not look exquisite.

"Tut-tut, this is the fifth girl, right? There are really people who dare to marry. Someone whispered, "This sedan chair was really made in a hurry, look at the threads are all out." ”

"Hey, that's it, what can happen to the sedan chair that has been driven out in the past five days?"

"Then you can't be in such a hurry, Lord Sun's granddaughter seems to be quite favored."

"What do you care so much about? Their Sun family has a queen, a princess, and a princess, and they are going to marry a princess in the next year, hehe, it's really extravagant. ”

These people were all talking, and as the sedan chair fell, after the drum music stopped, it was Sima Ying who opened the sedan curtain and welcomed the bride out.

Sima Ying's handsome young man's heroic posture can still bring his own light in this gloomy cold day, which is really eye-catching.

He stood tall and walked to the front of the sedan chair surrounded by everyone. Everyone else will be a little shy, but Sima Ying didn't have it at all, she looked at the sedan curtain with a cold face, paused for a moment, and then reached out to lift the sedan curtain.

The moment the curtain was lifted, he smelled a fragrance.

Naturally, the bride was fragrant, and he smiled to himself. He has a psychological shadow in the matter of lifting the sedan curtain. After all, he had lifted the curtain three times before, but each time it didn't end well.

There was a slight pause in his hand, but his eyes had already looked inside the sedan chair, where a woman in a big red wedding robe sat in the middle, motionless.

"Ahem." Sima Ying coughed lightly, and according to the meaning of the coaxing crowd, she shouted softly: "Lady." ”

The woman didn't move.

"Princess." Sima Ying had no choice but to shout again.

The woman remained unmoved.

Sima Ying reached out and pulled her sleeve, "Princess, you can come out." ”

She still didn't move.

The shadow in Sima Ying's heart became bigger again, and she directly pulled out her sleeve, "Princess." ”

Her body was a little crooked, and her condition was very wrong.

Sima Ying didn't care much, reached out and lifted the red hijab, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Oh my God! How to die again! ”

"What?" Zhao Zhuo, the nearest martial guard who leaned on him, stepped forward and saw that the woman in the sedan chair had a pale face, a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, a hideous face, and black blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, obviously dying of anger.

The onlookers also saw this situation, and the timid couldn't help but scream. One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, the sound became louder and louder, happy events turned into funerals, many people disliked bad luck, and immediately turned around and ran away.

When Yang Xianrong got the news, regardless of the surprised eyes of others, he hurriedly ran from the main hall to the gate of the palace with his skirt, and saw Sima Ying standing in front of the sedan chair with a pale face.

"The Queen." Zhao Zhuo saw that Yang Xianrong ran faster than Sima Lun and them, and his heart was a lot calmer.

"Where's Lord Mao? Let him send away the people who are watching the ceremony one by one, and go first, and don't bow down. Yang Xianrong saw that the other guards were all around, and hurriedly waved his hand. These people have all been to Qingyang County with her, they are very familiar, and it is very convenient to command. "Really dead?"

"There is no breath." Zhao Zhuo said in a low voice, "The humble position has been confirmed." ”

"Servant, female servant." Yang Xianrong thought for a while, and then said, "Find a few more people to take a look inside and outside the palace, if there are any suspicious people, arrest them first." ”

"Yes." Zhao Zhuo took the order to do something.

Yang Xianrong only looked at Sima Ying at this time, Sima Ying was looking at her, and suddenly laughed again, "Yang Baa, I'm really a wife." ”