In March, the cold gradually receded, especially in the south of the Yangtze River, the warbler song swallow language, the willow green flowers and red, the talented and beautiful people on the boat painting boat joined hands to enjoy the spring, and the green mountains and green waters were high and clean.

The snow gradually melts, the branches pull out green shoots, and the swallows chirp, which lives up to the reputation of the gentle and wealthy hometown.

Jinling City has been extremely lively these days, and everyone's faces are filled with a look of excitement that is more than the New Year.

If a foreign businessman asks them about this, no matter how busy they are, they will always drop the work in their hands and say with a smile: "On the sixth day of the third month, Xia Xuehan, the king of Langya, is going to get married!"

The news of the wedding of King Langya on the sixth day of March, I don't know when it started, and I don't know from whom, it was like having wings, flying from the palace of Jinling City to every corner of Kyushu.

People are all speculating about what kind of country and dignified and generous the woman who can marry with that peerless man should be, and what kind of identity the bride should have to be worthy of the radiant Xue Han son.

However, no matter what means they used, they could not hear the slightest news about the bride, which aroused their curiosity even more.

Perhaps because of the arrogant nature of King Langya, there were not many invitations sent out from the palace, but the red invitations at this time were much more valuable than real money in the eyes of the world.

If anyone in the rivers and lakes receives an invitation, it is more glamorous in the eyes of others than if he has won a few battles; if he sees a bureaucrat and nobleman holding his head high and walking with a tiger when he travels, he must have received an invitation; as for Fanbang and Waiyi, he regards this small invitation as more valuable than a national letter, and the lord of a country must burn incense and bathe before opening it.

On the first day of the first month of March, in Chang'an City, Xia Lang's dragon case also placed a red invitation, and he was gently rubbing his temples at this time, with a sad face.

Xu Ci gently served a cup of ginseng tea and said, "Is the emperor worried about the invitation of the traitor Xia Xuehan?"

Xia Lang didn't speak, but he could already see everything from his solemn face, Xu Ci leaned towards Xia Lang's side, pointed to the invitation and said: "Why should the emperor worry, Xia Xuehan is a chaotic minister and thief, if the emperor allows him, then where is my big summer, isn't it the heart of rebellion in human life." According to the old slave's opinion, it is better to kill the envoy and send dozens of assassins to turn his wedding into a funeral!"

Xia Lang just picked up the ginseng tea, the more Xu Ci said that his face became darker, and when Xu Ci finished saying the last word, his hand was raised, and the cup of hot ginseng tea sprayed on Xu Ci's face without leaking.

"Idiot!"

"The slave should die, the slave should die!" Although Xu Ci grinned with his teeth burned, he didn't dare to have the slightest resentment, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"He is no longer the king of Langya in my Great Xia, he is three-legged, and he is most taboo to make friends with a country, once this balance is broken, the fall of our country will not be far away. The Herald Rites Department, prepare a congratulatory gift with the gift of the state, and I will personally send it to Chang'an for ten miles!"

"Yes!"

Xu Ci stumbled out of the main hall.

Xia Lang slammed his fist on the dragon case, and roared in a hoarse voice: "Greedy Wolf Star, but he is the best at forbearance!"

In the Marshal Mansion of Shangjing of the Liao Kingdom, in the Dark Incense Pavilion, the inky black clothes were flying in the cold wind of the northern country that had not yet receded, and the sword-like straight body had not moved for two hours.

He held a red letter between his white fingers, and his dark eyes showed a gloomy look, perhaps this was the first time, or perhaps the last time he had such a look.

"After all, it's time to wait for this day!" The white hand was gently raised, and the red letter came out of his hand, like a butterfly in late autumn, red and sad.

Yun Yifan bent his fingers slightly, and gently popped out, only to feel that the air under him suddenly stagnated for a moment, and the letters that flew out turned into powder in an instant, and fell to the surface of the lake one after another, and the originally smooth and mirror-like lake surface was covered with a layer of red, as if it was dyed with blood.

"You're about to get married, the bride is you, but the groom is not me......" Yun Yifan turned around leisurely, and his ink-like robe disappeared into the lonely building.

has been a childhood sweetheart for more than ten years, but she can't resist her love at first sight, he is not sacred, and he can't watch his beloved talk with another man.

If you love each other, you will grow old with your hand, and if you miss it, you will protect her well.

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On the sixth day of the first month of March, the sky has just dawned, the whole Jinling City has already been boiling, the streets running through the north and south have paved a red carpet for several miles, almost covering half of the prosperous Jinling, and even the forks of the trees in the city are tied with red ribbons. From the south of the city to the north of the city, nearly ten miles on both sides of the street, crowded with countless people watching the excitement.

They waved bright red ribbons in their hands, although the east had not yet spit white, but the sides of the street had long been flooded, and it was difficult to turn around.

In front of the people, there stood a row of soldiers in snow-bright armor, with solemn expressions, and the long gege in his hand glowed with cold light, and opened a road more than two feet wide in the middle of the bustling crowd.

As soon as the hour arrived, ninety-nine salutes sounded on the tower of the south city gate, and the already noisy Jinling City seemed to explode at this moment, and everyone stretched their necks to look at the south gate.

The first to come was seventy-two colorful women in red, each of whom had the elegance of pandan purple bamboo, the appearance of peony and hibiscus, they held bouquets of flowers, lotus steps, and came first.

This was followed by one hundred and eight boys and girls, carrying baskets of incense, and slowly throwing the rose petals in the basket into the sky, as if a rain of falling flowers had fallen everywhere they went. Everywhere you go, countless rose petals are sprinkled on the side of the road, and the spring breeze stings people with the fragrance of flowers.

Then Qi Henghai was dressed in black clothes and ink armor, and even the war horse under his crotch was pure black, while Yifeng was dressed in snow clothes and silver armor, and the war horse was snow-white, without a single miscellaneous hair.

The two generals marched side by side, each with thirty-six cavalrymen behind them, all of them of the same color from their armor to their horses, and their military appearance was neat, and even the sound of horses' hooves was uniform.

If you have a little experience in the rivers and lakes, you will find that the team that followed the 72 black and white cavalry was actually the Tianyin Valley Gate in the rivers and lakes that "asked for the soul with the sound and hurt people with the sound".

Tianyin Valley, which has never been worldly and arrogant, was willing to fill up the gong and drum team, and the luxury of the scene can be seen, and the peerless demeanor of King Langya makes people look up.

Sixteen blood-red horses rode to a cheerful tune with balls of red flowers, their bridles of pure gold, and a thumb-sized ruby set every inch, the shimmer of which shimmered with festivity.

Sixteen horses came slowly with the carriage, and it was a little stingy to call it a carriage, and it was not an exaggeration to call it an attic dragged by the great horse.

The length and width of the building car is a zhang, the whole body is red, the whole looks like an open rose, whether it is a bead curtain ornament or a railing leaning on the wood is a treasure in the upper grade, just take out a piece is worth half of the city.

Behind the carriage was a convoy with no end in sight, and the surging crowd was endless, shoulder to shoulder, all of them sticking their heads out to watch this rare wedding in a hundred years.

The two people in the carriage ignored the hustle and bustle of the outside world, sitting quietly, the woman was gorgeous and dazzling, a phoenix crown was noble and magnificent, the light gauze hijab was embroidered with a hundred birds and a phoenix, and the pure blonde hairpin was engraved with a lotus flower.

"I don't really like you wearing red!"

Xia Xuehan was also dressed in a bright red auspicious dress, leaning lazily on the soft cushion at the moment, looking at Nan Mengying's wedding dress, and frowned.

Nan Mengying's lips were like blood, pursed slightly, and pouted: "Do you like it?" This phoenix crown is so heavy, its neck is about to collapse!"

"Well, it's too colorful, too vain, not for you. Xia Xuehan stretched out his index finger and knocked on the back of the mahogany chair carelessly, making a rhythmic sound, "You should wear light colors, this is more chic!"

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back!" Nan Mengying waved his hand, took off the heavy phoenix crown and the hijab together, raised his hand and threw it on the ground, clapped his hands and raised the corners of his mouth towards Xia Xuehan, and said, "This is much more comfortable!"

Xia Xuehan looked at the phoenix crown lying in the corner of the carriage, which countless women had dreamed of, the corners of her mouth twitched inadvertently, nodded sneeringly, and said, "This is very good!"

The team traveled from the hour to the hour, and it took a whole hour to advance three or four miles in the congested enthusiastic crowd, less than half of the whole journey.

The two people in the carriage were all heroes of the world, and they had long since lost their attention to secular etiquette, only to hear the sound of a breaking wind, and two white figures flew out of the rose-like carriage hand in hand.

"Wow......"

The ten-mile long street suddenly boiled, and the exclamations were like waves, from near to far, one after another. The white-clothed Sheng Xue, the fairy-like appearance and temperament, the woman is the fairy of the Moon Palace, and she can't beat her by half a point, and the young man is the Emperor of the Heavens, and he can't have any more momentum than him.

What is a perfect match, what is made in heaven, the world did not understand in the past, but when I see them today, the world knows that only such a woman is worthy of him in the world, and only he is qualified to marry her in the world.

None of them felt that it was contrary to etiquette for them to take off their auspicious clothes and rush out of the carriage, but they were pleasantly surprised and cheered.

"It's too stuffy in the carriage, it's better to be outside!" Nanmengying said with a laugh.

It turned out that the two people thought that the clothes did not fit well, and the carriage was too slow, so they took off their auspicious clothes and changed into their usual clothes.

"Well, I'm nothing, I'll be able to stand the old stubborn chatter of the Ministry of Rites later!" Xia Xuehan raised her sword eyebrows, squinting at the bride in her hand, it was hard to imagine her talking back to those old stubborn ones later.

Nan Mengying turned around and smiled at Xia Xuehan, revealing two charming dimples, "Let's talk about the future in the future, this carriage is too slow, let's go by ourselves!"

Xia Xuehan smiled at her and nodded, it was this warm and bright smile like a spring breeze that made the girls on both sides of the street dizzy.

Dressed in white, they walked hand in hand through the sea of people, and the strong wind rolled up their clothes and flew up and down in the air. The ethereal body like flowing clouds, the people who practice martial arts saw the unfathomable, the ordinary people saw the beautiful posture, and at that moment, tens of thousands of people in Jinling City were so sluggish that they forgot to breathe.

Many years later, the people of Jinling City still remember that year, the month and the day, the weeping willows were purple and the white clothes were better than the snow.

On that day, the spring breeze was curling, the water was full of flowers, and the bell rang at the corner of the eaves pavilion.

Fingers of red dust, sleeves of all beings, shadows into pairs.

In front of the Langya Palace, the queue had already stood to welcome their relatives, but what they were looking forward to was not the mighty car, but the two white-clothed people who came hand in hand.

Seeing this, Yibin was taken aback, hurriedly stumbled over, knelt in front of Xia Xuehan and Nan Mengying, and said, "Why did the princess and princess come by herself, according to the itinerary, they should have arrived in the evening, and the worship ceremony could only be held in the evening, this is ...... How's that okay?"

Nan Mengying smiled and bent down and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, it's boring to stay in the wedding car, so I'll come first, since it's still early, then let's go out and have fun for a while, and come back when the time comes!"

Yibin is an old man who is not smiling and does things rigidly, he has been in this line of work for decades, where has he ever seen such a hasty wedding, let alone two people with such noble status.

Xia Xuehan turned her head to the side early, she just let her like it, and he would take care of it for her if something happened.

"Why are you stunned, let's go!" Nan Mengying poked Xia Xuehan, grabbed his arm and dragged him forward.

"In the past few days, you have dragged me to play all over the city and outside the city, where do you want to go today?" Xia Xuehan looked at this restless bride helplessly, there should be a lot of excitement in the palace in the future.

No, maybe it's a lot of confusion.

This book is derived from reading the rim