Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Day of the Big Wedding
The year 874 of the Great Qi Gao Yuan Calendar is the wedding period between the future Lord of the Imperial Wind Pavilion and the Princess of the Imperial Family of the Great Qi Dynasty.
Red lanterns are hung all over the palace hall, and the palace maids and eunuchs are busy arranging wedding items. In Jingyue Palace, Gao Ling'er looked at Princess Jiaoyue in her wedding dress, and a touch of sadness flashed inexplicably in her eyes.
"My sister is getting married tomorrow, congratulations to my sister. Gao Ling'er reluctantly laughed and said to Princess Jiaoyue.
The two palace maids brought all kinds of dazzling ornaments to Princess Kyaukyue, let her choose, holding a hairpin in her hand, she was watching herself, hearing this, she smiled, and said: "Thank you, sister, but I haven't seen that person yet, and I don't know if he is as good as you say." ”
"That'...... Why don't I take you to take a sneak peek at him?" Gao Ling'er put aside the worries in her heart and proposed to Princess Jiaoyue.
"This ...... Isn't this okay?" Princess Jiaoyue was very hesitant, after all, with the feudal level of the Great Qi Dynasty, if the matter spread, wouldn't it be a shame on the royal family.
"It's okay, as long as you don't let others know, let's dress up, it's okay. Gao Ling'er somehow seemed to be more eager than Princess Jiaoyue, and when she said this, Su Yang's figure couldn't help but appear in her mind.
"Oh well. Princess Jiaoyue couldn't resist Gao Ling'er, so she could only agree.
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Thinking that he was going to become a married person tomorrow, Su Yang felt depressed, everything was handled by the emperor's people, and he had nothing to do, so he could only walk aimlessly on the streets, so he should be distracted.
"Brother Su!"
As he was walking, suddenly a shout came, Su Yang looked back suspiciously, and saw Liu Changhe walking towards him.
"Changhe, why did you come back so soon?" Su Yang looked at Liu Changhe and several Qingshan disciples beside him, and was puzzled, before the head of Qingshan called, Liu Changhe returned to his own sect, but he didn't expect to return to Yecheng so soon.
"Of course it's because of you, tomorrow you and the princess got married, Your Majesty invited the sect masters of the major forces in the cultivation world, and we, Qingshan, as the leader, are naturally among them, and we are here with the master. Liu Changhe said with a smile, stepped forward to hug Su Yang, but was directly dodged by him, laughed, and put down the outstretched hand.
"I see, since we have met, why don't we go to the restaurant for a drink together. Su Yang was depressed because of the marriage, so he happened to pull Liu Changhe to drink a glass of stuffy wine.
At the same time, Gao Linger and Princess Jiaoyue also came to Su Yang's new home dressed as men.
"Su Yang is not at home, where can I go?" It turned out that Su Yang was not there, and the two girls couldn't help but return the same way in disappointment.
Gao Ling'er inadvertently glanced to the side, her eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed to Princess Jiaoyue: "Sister Yue, Su Yang is there!"
Startled by Gao Ling'er's loud voice, Princess Jiaoyue patted her chest and looked in the direction Gao Ling'er pointed, only to see a group of people walking into a restaurant, and she didn't see it clearly, so she couldn't help asking, "Where is it?"
"We're in the restaurant, let's go. Gao Ling'er pulled up Princess Jiaoyue's sneaky follow-up restaurant and sat at a table not far from Su Yang.
"Two sons, what do you want?" Xiao Er hurriedly ran to greet the guests, the restaurant was too busy today, and he didn't pay attention to seeing the two girls, otherwise he would be surprised.
"Whatever. Keeping looking at Su Yang and the others, Gao Linger said casually.
"Bring your signature dishes. Looking at the somewhat helpless Xiao Er, Princess Jiaoyue spoke.
"Okay, you two, wait a minute. With a promise, Xiao Er seemed to react, and turned his head to look at the two girls.
"What's the matter, I see that Brother Su is a little unhappy, what's wrong?" Liu Changhe looked at Su Yang, who was silently drinking, and couldn't help but wonder.
A Qingshan disciple also said: "Yes, Brother Su Yang will get married tomorrow, he should be happy, right?"
"What do you know, alas, I won't tell you. Su Yang rolled his eyes and took another sip of wine.
"By the way, Brother Su, have you heard? The entire Northern Dynasty cultivation world is now rumored to have a kind of exercise called the Imperial Formula, which seems to be very peculiar, and all forces are looking for it, and recently I heard that this Imperial Technique is near Yecheng. Liu Changhe saw that Su Yang was not interested, and he didn't ask too much, and talked about one thing that was rumored in the cultivation world.
"What? Even you know?!" Su Yang was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Yes, now the cultivation circles of the Northern Dynasties have spread all over the world. I don't understand why Su Yang reacted so much, Liu Changhe continued.
Depend on!
It's spreading too fast, isn't it? You've caught up with your own wind control skills! Looks like you're going to have to be careful in the future.
"See, the most handsome one in it is Su Yang. Gao Ling'er whispered to Princess Jiaoyue.
"......" Princess Jiaoyue glanced at Su Yang's side, but she still didn't know who Su Yang was, if it was about appearance, Su Yang and Liu Changhe were between the best, and even the latter was slightly better.
But it can't be said that Su Yang is not good-looking, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a handsome guy, he belongs to the middle and upper posture with a delicate face, similar to a scholar.
Although it can't be distinguished in appearance, it can be seen from the clothing, after all, Liu Changhe is wearing the clothes of Qingshan disciples, and he is dressed the same as the others, only Su Yang is wearing a white shirt, as if standing out from the crowd.
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On the day of the wedding, it came as scheduled, and in Yecheng, there were many forces, bringing together almost half of the decent people in the cultivation world, and the strength of the power could not help but make people breathtaking.
Su Yang was wearing a wedding dress, standing in front of the bronze mirror, and a heroic and handsome son came into view.
The bun is tied into a twisted braid, tied behind the head, and it looks a hundred times more energetic, as if he has changed from a weak scholar to a heroic battlefield general.
"Brother Su, the time is almost up, and you can go. Liu Changhe walked into the house and said to Su Yang, who felt that he was still stinking.
Su Yang rode on the white horse, Liu Changhe shouted, and the wedding driver began to march towards the palace in a mighty way, walking on the road, Baili Dengfeng glanced left and right, and said to Jun Wuregret beside him suspiciously: "Big brother, why is Sister Huang not here?"
Jun Wuregret smiled slightly: "What does the child care about this, everything is up to her." ”
...... "What's the matter?" Baili Dengfeng was even more puzzled.
In front of the palace gate, hundreds of guards stood in two rows, discharged from afar, and the common people in the city came to watch, worthy of the princess getting married.
In the distance, the sedan chair team slowly came, Su Yang dismounted, walked to Leng Ye, the commander of the Praetorian Guard, nodded, and walked into the palace.
"Why do I think the master looks a little unhappy?" The deputy general who was standing next to Leng Ye looked at Su Yang who was leaving, and said in confusion.
"Don't talk nonsense, do your own thing. Leng Ye glanced back at Su Yang and said lightly.
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