Wind and snow.

The lights of Lanling City were swaying, red candles and white cages, and they drifted in the heavy snow all night, and when the snow was a little lighter, they finally ushered in the first dawn of the twenty-first year of spring and autumn.

The wedding of His Royal Highness II had already released the news a year ago and announced it to the world.

Many people had no sleep that night.

Xiao Wang was lying on the bed, and many people were worried about His Majesty's body.

Next, it is Xiao Buyi's wedding.

His Royal Highness and Wei Lingshan, during the New Year's Festival in Lanling City, did some simple things.

For example, choosing a congratulatory message for Xiao Buyi's wedding.

Accompanied someone to find a set of well-fitting red clothes.

Naturally, this outfit was found for the bridegroom's officer.

Now Xiao Wang's body is not seriously ill, but it is best to recuperate on the bed, and he can't tolerate exertion, so the state affairs are handed over to Qi Shu and Xiao Buyi to take care of.

After dawn.

As the protagonist of this big wedding banquet, when Xiao Buyi pushed open the door, his eyebrows and eyes were a little tired, he was a little lacking in spirit, stretched his waist, squinted his eyes, and looked at the snow-colored dawn that illuminated Lanling City.

The maid beside him presented him with a new wedding dress that had been prepared earlier.

The neatly cut red wedding dress lying in the jade porcelain plate made Xiao Buyi frown.

This is the wind ornament of Lanling City, and there are eighteen folds in the placket, although I haven't tried it on, I can see that if I really wear it, I'm afraid it will have a more feminine atmosphere.

Xiao Buyi didn't like this outfit.

This big wedding banquet was organized by the people in the immortal building of Qiliang Tianque, who had a cautious attitude and prepared a total of many sets of wedding dresses.

It's a pity that there are a total of sixteen sets of wedding dresses, and I don't like one of them.

Those sets of wedding dresses are too particular about the royal style, the design is extremely luxurious, jewelry, Xiao Buyi is a simple and simple person, in the northern plains to lead the Tang Gate during the time, is a simple coarse linen directly covered on the body.

His Royal Highness has never liked those gorgeous clothes.

Now it is not yet the time for the wedding, but the guests have entered Lanling City one after another, and the owners of Qiliang Dao Realm, some of whom cannot come to congratulate in person, also offer big gifts.

Xiao Buyi waved his hand, signaled these maids to retreat, and explained to the deacon of the Tianque Immortal Tower beside him in a gentle tone that there was no need to worry about his wedding dress.

He has sorted out the trivial matters in Lanling City for Xiao Wang in the past few days, so that Xiao Wang does not have to worry about it when he gets married.

He naturally knew that Tang Xiaoman was choosing a suitable wedding dress for himself.

So even if the wedding dress chosen by Xianlou suits his taste, he will sincerely refuse.

Xiao Buyi knew Tang Xiaoman very well.

He knew that all eyes of the world were on Qi Liang's wedding banquet, and the bride, who was eye-catching, had been looking forward to this day for too long.

Earlier, when I accompanied her around the Central Plains, I snuggled up to each other and carefully sketched what it should be like when it came to the wedding.

Xiao Buyi squinted his eyes, stretched out his arms, and sensed the breeze accompanied by the dawn, blowing between his arms, driving his clothes.

There is no coldness.

At the same time, in the mundane alleys of Lanling City, the man in lotus and the girl in purple sat on a wooden bench on stilts at the end of the alley, pressing the vacated end of the stool with both hands, waiting for the man in the tailor shop.

The alley was crowded with people, and outside the well-received tailor shop of the layman in Lanling City, the cotton wool curtain was gently opened, and then half of the groom's wedding dress was exposed.

The plain placket has open corners, and there are not too many floral ornaments.

It's a Tang costume.

This tailor shop was opened by an old man from the Tang Gate.

The woman carrying the groom's official wedding dress jumped out and flashed out, like a deer, she hugged the groom's official wedding dress tightly with both hands, turned around a few times, and asked Yi Xiao and Wei Lingshan with her eyes.

Is it good-looking?

The two looked at each other.

Good-looking.

It's really good-looking.

The old man in the shop lifted the curtain and walked out, the years leaving an indelible mark on her face, but she laughed, and the folds began to bloom.

It's a cold winter.

But there is a spring breeze.

His Royal Highness closed his eyes and thought calmly.

How many people in this world can be like Xiao Buyi and Tang Xiaoman?

If you have to become more than your eyes, why not die, do not envy the mandarin ducks and immortals.

Life and death are separated, and the result is finally positive.

What about yourself?

Yi Xiao was in a trance, slowly opened her eyes, and saw Tang Xiaoman, who was full of spring breeze, carrying a Tang wedding dress and spinning gently in place.

He turned his head to look at Wei Lingshan beside him.

Wei Lingshan hummed softly.

On the day Li Changge got married, she also hummed this song.

It is an ancient song that is widely spread in the north and south of the Qi River, in the two rivers and lakes.

It's called Mandarin Duck Envy.

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"The car is far away, and the horse is longing. ”

"Jun travels to the east and east to the east, and Ande flies to chase the west wind. ”

"May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night will be bright and clean. ”

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"Mandarin Duck Envy, Mandarin Duck Envy?"

"You don't have to make a long wish. ”

"The female goes to the male and flies thousands of miles into the sky, and I don't want to shed tears. ”

"If you lock the golden cage, you will die, but the wedding dress will not be fulfilled. ”

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The woman asked softly, "Husband......"

The singing stopped.

"Yes. ”

The woman smiled: "What song did you sing just now?"

"It's a song I heard when I was a child, and my name is called. ”

After another pause, Fang said: "Mandarin duck envy." ”

There was a brief silence, and then the woman said happily, "I've never heard of it, but I know it today...... The husband sings, and it is indeed good. ”

The man smiled softly and stopped talking, but covered her with a quilt.

"It's just why, but my heart is so sad. ”

The woman's voice was weak, she tried to squeeze out a smile, and said softly: "My illness is really annoying, it must be very ugly now, right?"

Under the dim candle flame, Gu Shengcheng shook his head.

He lowered his eyebrows and said seriously: "It's very good-looking." ”

The woman said bitterly: "I regret it, I have never been sick before, but I don't know that when I am sick, I will think crankily and be uneasy." ”

Gu Shengcheng leaned over with a smile and listened to her say, "The name Qiushui, isn't it good?"

Shake one’s head.

"It's nice. ”

"Isn't this hairpin not good-looking?"

Then he shook his head.

"It's beautiful. ”

And so on and so forth, and never tired of it.

Coaxed until the woman was a little tired, her eyebrows and eyes could no longer be opened, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The man slowly got up.

The moment he got up, the two lights in the room went out in an instant, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

Gu Shengcheng's fingers pinched lightly in his sleeve, and a ban was set on the door of the house, blocking all sounds.

Then put on a black robe.

Push the door and go out.

Outside the house, Tuo Lei and Fei Chang had already stood up, their faces were serious, and they were bowing and waiting.

Gu Shengcheng's face was extremely calm, his black robe fluttered down, and he looked at the City Lord's Mansion that was suddenly wide open.

There is also the king of Xining, who went and returned.

He indifferently looked at the complicated King of Xining, and then saw clearly the dense fire behind him, which illuminated the snowy night of Lujia Town with the dawn on the horizon.

Finally, he spat out two words in utter disgust.

"Stupid. ”

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Huang Hou ran wildly on the official road outside Lujia Town.

His feet were swirling in the wind, holding the token of the word Xiao high, flying all the way, and a series of stones exploded on the soles of his feet, and the Ping Demon Division and the governor of Beigu Su Dao did not dare to block the way.

Huang Hou's mind was a mess.

He didn't know what he could do.

Because he can't do anything.

And leaving Lujia Town was the only thing he could do.

In addition to passing on the news he had just learned to the mission that was about to arrive in Lujia Town.

Pass it to the one who leads the mission.

Huang Hou knew that the leader of this mission from Lanling City must be His Royal Highness Qi Liang, or the little highness, and such news must reach the ears of these two people in the fastest time and at the fastest speed.

His face flushed.

He glanced at the endless withered grass and snow fields in the distance, and thought that if he left the border of Lujia Town, there would be a long section of difficult road, and there was only a high slope around him, which could be seen from afar.

Then he ran towards the hill.

My mind went blank.

When he reached the top of the mountain, because he was running too fast and too fast, the soles of his boots had been torn, and the vitality of the external protective body could not form a sufficient barrier, resulting in blood blisters on the soles of his feet, some of which had been crushed, leaving blood stains on the craggy rocks.

Huang Hou's face had long since lost the slightest blood, he just squatted down, his chest panting violently seemed to be burned by flames, it was so hot that even the sound of breathing became extremely hoarse.

I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He raised his head and tiptoed to the highest point, looking into the distance with difficulty.

The snow and wind passed through, and it was desolate.

Scattered black dots, coming from the snowy night.

Is that the mission?

Huang Hou squinted his eyes and saw clearly the banner at the front of the mission, the descendants of the northern princes of Lanling City, those young and powerful people, staggered and shivered by the cold wind.

It's the mission.

The dawn has arrived, and a golden tide is advancing on the vast snow outside Beigusu Road.

Huang Hou stood on the top of the mountain, took a deep breath, and howled.

Baicao shook and turned around.

The Lanling City Mission, a chariot at the front, someone lifted the curtain and looked at himself.

So he made eye contact with the young man in the chariot.

He knew him.

That man's name was Xiao Qi, and he was the only son of the king of Xining in the north.

The king of Xining is still in Lujia Town.

Huang Hou glanced down.

His face was slightly confused.

This mission, the leader of the leader, is neither His Highness Xiao Chongding, nor His Highness Yi Xiao.

Is it just Xiao Qi?

How could it be just Xiao Qi?

Scans again.

His face turned pale.

He didn't see His Royal Highness because there was no chariot for His Royal Highness at all.

But he saw the seat that the mission had set aside for His Highness.

The chariot with the banner of the Marquis of Fengsui was empty.

His Highness is not in the Mission.