Zhao Yan married, and the princess got married.

Today's Handan city is lively, the wide streets are full of lights, the red carpet is paved, and the road is crowded with people watching the excitement, and you can see a piece of black and beautiful at a glance.

The main entrance of the palace was even more crowded with people, men and women, young and old, all of them were old and long with their necks stretched out, and they were watching with their eyes open.

Su Yin was not as close as they were.

She asked Wuwei to park the carriage under a tree not far away, and always sat in the carriage without showing her face.

She will always remember Zhao Jingyu's domineering appearance in the previous life.

Today is different from the past, she changed out of her plain white robe and wore a bright red shirt, still looking like a teenager.

She has been planning for many days, and she wants to take a look today anyway.

Even if the storm in Handan City is coming, it can't stop her steps.

Su Qingyuan was as she expected, and he had already made a move.

Yuan Shen has not been to the court for a few days, recuperating from his injuries at home, he has always been very popular, but this time, no one came to visit, and everyone retreated.

As soon as the thunder passed that day, even though he was not chopped to death, he became a sinner in the eyes of everyone.

This is especially true in the eyes of the king.

If you are not guilty, how can you suffer such a curse?

The original deep is completely stinky.

"Look, look, King Yan is here to marry the princess!" Suddenly, the crowd stirred, and everyone's eyes gathered and fell on one person.

Su Yin lifted the curtain with one hand and followed everyone's gaze.

Yesterday it was still rainy, and today it is already sunny.

Under the long sun, Yan tilted his head and wore a red robe, sitting on a tall horse, without a trace of expression on his face, let alone a little joy.

It was because he pursed the corners of his lips that he looked more and more condescending.

Su Yin glanced at it.

Yan tilted as if he had a sense, among thousands of people, towards Su Yin.

He was so far away from her, and there were so many people separated from him, but he saw her at a glance.

At that moment, he smiled bitterly, and his eyes were full of infatuation.

"Ah Yin......" Su Yin saw his mouth open and close, and did not make a sound, but called her name.

Su Yin raised her hand and lowered the curtain, blocking his view.

Everyone has their own last resort, this is his fate, not Zhao Jingyu will be someone else.

At this time, he needed to marry Zhao to consolidate his throne.

So he had no choice.

Yan Tian glanced deeply at Su Yin's carriage.

Even though he was full of nostalgia, he passed by Su Yin after all.

The sun was in the sky, and it was noon.

In terms of yin and yang, this moment is the yang of yang, and when the yang energy is the most vigorous in the day, all evils will not invade.

It's auspicious time.

According to the gift of Zhao Guo, Yan Tian does not need to enter the palace to marry, just wait for the princess to say goodbye to her relatives and greet her at the palace gate.

If it had been before, the princess would have come out as soon as noon came.

But now that noon has arrived, Zhao Jingyu is still missing.

Even the envoys of the Yan Kingdom couldn't help but mutter.

"It's noon, but the princess is still missing, isn't Zhao Guo wanting to regret the marriage?" An envoy of the Yan Kingdom frowned and said in a low voice.

"If that's the case, is it easy to be humiliated when I Yan Guo?" Another envoy of the Yan Kingdom said with a pale face.

Over time.

A group of people watching the excitement also whispered to each other.

"The princess is married!" At that moment, a sharp voice suddenly sounded, causing everyone to instantly shut their mouths and look at the palace gate without blinking.

Accompanied by dozens of red-clothed maids, a graceful figure slowly walked over, the red wedding dress was interspersed with gold threads, the golden phoenix was lifelike, as if to spread its wings and fly high, and when it got closer, I could hear the pearl on my head jingle with the footsteps, because of the red hijab, everyone could not see her face.

Su Yin opened a gap, only glanced at it and smiled.

Her smile was extremely gorgeous, and her slightly squinted eyes were full of anger that was thick into the twilight haze.

Everything in the previous life was vivid, as if it were yesterday, so that she did not dare to forget for a moment, the pain in the bone marrow, the hatred that flowed into the blood, and the wounds of countless sleepless nights.

She never dared to forget for a moment.

Today she will watch her fall from the clouds into the dust, scolded by thousands of people, and there is no place to turn over.

Yan Tian took a deep breath and took one last look at Su Yin's carriage.

In everyone's sight, he slowly walked over.

Because there is no way back.

He walked over step by step, standing side by side with the red voice.

He's on the left, she's on the right, slowly reaching out for her right hand.

Once her hand fell into his palm, he would be with her for the rest of his life.

Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, her hand gently fell into his palm.

Rain falls.

Yan Tian led her slowly.

However, after taking only two steps, Yan tilted his eyes and stopped suddenly.

When everyone doesn't know why, it's too late to react.

Yan Tiansu raised her hand and tore off the red hijab on the head of the woman next to her, and as a touch of red slowly landed, her eyebrows fell into everyone's eyes.

A delicate face like a flower is full of panic.

Yan Tian's voice sank: "She's not Zhao Jingyu!"