The royal family can sometimes be very simple, requiring only one will.

But some of them are very complicated, and doing something that could have been simple with unimaginable red tape.

Tomorrow is the big wedding, autumn falls on a flower shadow, walking in the yard, she walks very slowly, the moonlight is sultry, the people in the yard don't know what she is thinking, even Ruxi persuaded her to rest early, she didn't listen.

She walked like that, with an innocent look.

On the second day, the dignitaries of the Yan family gathered in the old house of the Yan family, and the royal envoy sent exquisite wine and rich dowry gifts.

In this grand ceremony, for some reason, Yan Qiuluo has always had a feeling of alienation, and a feeling of panic.

It's as if this wasn't her wedding and had nothing to do with her.

She numbly fulfilled the etiquette she had learned recently, and after taking a step, she thought about the next step, and there was no other thought, and there seemed to be no sadness or joy.

At dusk, the festival comes to an end.

She was sent into the new house of the palace, and suddenly everything seemed to fall silent, without a sound, and she could hear her own heartbeat under the Xipa.

She could feel the room red in the candlelight, but there was a dead silence around her, and she was flustered.

She didn't know how long it had been, long enough for the candlelight to go out, long enough for the drizzle to fall.

After the autumn rain washed the last roof tile and the last alley in the capital, the seemingly never-ending rain was cleaned up on the eve of the regent's rebellion and triumph.

The moon is in the sky, the sky is bright, and the galaxy is like a dream.

It seems to be telling the common people that it is a good thing for the new emperor to ascend the throne.

When the dawn begins to fall the next day, the magnificent morning glow spreads out into a magnificent picture.

Yan Qiuluo ripped off Xipa and looked at the empty new house.

frowned and went to the dresser to remove the phoenix crown and xia veil, the green silk hung down, soft and dark, changed out of the wedding dress, and went to the dowry cabinet in the room to take out his dress before leaving the pavilion to change.

At this time, she went out of the door, and saw two maids serving outside the door, she changed the maids to fetch water, and she wanted to wash herself.

The maid seemed to be a little embarrassed, and the two looked at each other, and finally one of them went to the small kitchen in the courtyard.

The call was cold water, a little cold, these days she has been used to the life of a noble lady in Yan Mansion, and the objects used are exquisite and warm, and the water for washing is naturally needless to say, it must be warm.

When her fingers touched the cold water, she didn't mind, and picked up a handkerchief to remove the makeup on her face, which made her sober and comfortable.

After washing, I called the two maids to get breakfast, they also looked reluctant, Yan Qiuluo saw that they were not here to serve themselves, but to live for themselves.

Breakfast was brought over, it was a very simple dish, she ate a little, filled her stomach, and simply sat on the happy bed and fell asleep.

I sat all night last night, waited all night, and my body was very tired.

The maid guarding outside was a little surprised to see that there was no movement, and wanted to take a look through the crack in the door, but was blocked by the curtain of the bed that had been put down.

One of the maids frowned, lowered her voice and said, "The prince told us to guard her well, and not to make mistakes, if she can't think about it inside?"

The other maid said, "Why don't you go in and have a look." ”

While discussing this, one of the maids went in to take a look, and found that she was asleep, and the maid was surprised, but withdrew.

"What's wrong? She's in there?"

"She fell asleep. ”

"Can you fall asleep too?"

"Hmm. ”

The two maids looked surprised and a little incredulous.

On the wedding night, he was left behind by the prince, and he didn't even see the prince's face, so he was not in a hurry?

Fell asleep after eating?

It's weird.

I don't know if this woman has a big heart or doesn't care about this marriage at all?

The sky outside is excellent, the regent is on the side of the emperor in the palace on the wedding night, the emperor has been abolished, and he has proclaimed himself the new emperor, and there are people in the teahouse who talk about it, looking like a gossip, as if the emperor has nothing to do with them, and it really has nothing to do with it, even if the emperor is changed, the surname is still Han, and it is still the world of Han's.

What's more, the new emperor is the regent of the past, he is already famous, and now that he has ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world, he doesn't know how many hearts he has won for a while.

People were swept away by the annoyance of last night's rain, and looking at the morning sun of the day, the days passed as before.

The new emperor ascended the throne, and since he wanted to be sealed, it was Miss Yan Jiajiu who was marrying back to the palace on the lintel.

The outside of the palace is covered with red satin, which shimmers in the sunlight with a soft and dazzling brilliance, and the light is hidden in the eaves of the palace.

The new emperor accepted everyone's congratulations, and the officials' expressions were replaced with a rigid indifference and solemnity that matched the dress, and they were a little too restrained.

These people force themselves to hide their true intentions here, as if they have no desires and no desires, which is unpredictable.

Huainan Wang Shizi Han'an stood with all the ministers, and when he heard the soft and graceful voice of the new queen, he frowned, remembering the young lady he had seen in the teahouse that day.

The young lady's voice that day was also soft and graceful, as if it was a yellow warbler, but this?

He glanced at the new queen, and quickly retracted his gaze, the heart in his heart was already beating rapidly, this was not the day in the teahouse to ask his maid: "Ruxi, is your young lady an ugly monster?"

It's not that young lady, it's not that young lady.

He suddenly remembered what he had found out, that young lady was Miss Yan Jiajiu, yes, but why?

He quietly glanced at the new queen again, and then at the ministers around him, and General Lin, who was closest to him, and suddenly felt funny.

The new queen has become the former Hong Yuan, and Hong Yuan stared at the name of Miss Yan Jiajiu and made a new queen?

So what about the ninth miss of the Yan family?

Didn't she say that she already had Uncle Huang's child?

He still remembered that the woman was wearing a plain smoke gauze that day, and her skirt was covered with small white flowers with deep and light shades, as if each flower exuded a faint fragrance, and it was incomparably bright, and if she wore it to serve God today, it would also be extremely beautiful.

The crimson palace, the glazed tile roof, the vermilion lacquer door, the same pedestal, amber wine, jasper, golden foot bottle, jade plate, food is picturesque, wine is like a spring, the guqin is trickling, and the bell is dingdong.

The decoration around the hall was solemn and quiet, and Han An put away his gaffe, lowered his eyes, and had a stereotyped, indifferent, solemn and excessively restrained face like everyone else.

After the ceremony, he withdrew from the main hall with the chasing people and followed behind General Lin.

General Lin's pace was steady, there was nothing wrong with it, a gloom rose in Han'an's eyes, and as soon as he left the palace, he stopped Lin Fengyuan.

Lin Fengyuan looked back at this little prince and looked at him suspiciously.

Han An looked depressed, patted General Lin's shoulder, and said, "General, let's talk in the carriage." ”

General Lin nodded.