Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

The tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, today is a good day.

It is suitable for marriage, accepting lottery, ordering alliance, crowning...

Li Changqing is wearing a red dress, with long hair tied in a crown and shawl, and his temples are clear, standing on the Guanyang Pavilion with his hands behind his back, with a little red cinnabar dotted between his eyebrows, masculine yet handsome.

Zi Nu, Nong Yu, and Mrs. Hu came hand in hand, and the three women said in unison: "Changqing, you can go."

Ten days ago, Li Changqing set off from Xianyang, and arrived in Xinzheng, the capital of Han, five days later. He lived in Zilan Villa and arranged the wedding scene here, intending to leave after the big wedding.

This time, Zi Nu, Nong Yu, and Mrs. Hu accompanied her.

Not long ago, the purple female cultivator stepped into the first level of the realm. She received Li Changqing's guidance, received Li Changqing's tailor-made mental method for her, and received Li Changqing's training, and her realm improved rapidly.

Although Zi Nu is in her late thirties, she is still a human warrior, a golden stage in which female warriors are constantly rising.

Nongyu is at the age of [-], the pinnacle of the eighth rank, currently practicing Mingyu Kungfu, and is also a teacher and friend with the trendy banshee. I didn't expect that a lady from a great family and a seductive sister would become friends!
Mrs. Hu also embarked on the road of practice. Because she was too old and it was inconvenient to explore her physique, Li Changqing directly taught her the innate Qiankun Kung Fu, and practiced slowly to improve her physique.

Skynet is not short of resources, because of the relationship between Nongyu and Zinu, and their care and guidance, Mrs. Hu has reached the sixth rank unknowingly over the past few years.

Mrs. Hu herself didn't expect that she, a weak woman, could practice martial arts, and even stepped into the sixth rank.

According to what Sister Zi Nu said, it is difficult to step into the realm, but the ninth grade can be expected.

Li Changqing interrupted Mrs. Hu's thoughts and said, "Aunt Hu, please trouble me for several days, thank you very much."

Mrs. Hu smiled and said: "Changqing, you are too polite, these are what Aunt Hu should do."

Mrs. Hu was married before, knew the wedding procedure, prepared the required materials, and Zi Nu was in charge of the overall situation. In just a few days, the wedding scene of Zilan Villa was well-arranged.

"Let's go!" Zi Nu smiled and said, "Don't delay the auspicious time."

"it is good!"

Li Changqing nodded and stepped forward.

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At the same time, the Korean Royal Palace

In the ancestral hall of the royal family, Honglian is dressed in red, the girl's baby fat has long since faded, her temperament is bright and charming, her face is charming but not charming, her body curve is more and more concave and convex, even though she is young, she can already compete with the trendy banshee.

Hong Lian knelt on her knees, kneeling in the ancestral hall, a master of ceremonies knocked on the bronze, and a nanny in the palace chanted, as if a ceremony was being held.

A quarter of an hour later, the bronze struck one last time.

clang!
The master of ceremonies shouted: "Licheng!"

At this time, Hu Meiren stepped forward, and Yu held a hairpin in her hand, the precious limelight hairpin worth thousands of gold. Jade held the red lotus hair in her hand, and coiled her hair delicately. The limelight hairpin was inserted into the hair, and the long hair was firmly coiled.

This is a woman's ji (ji) ceremony, commonly known as "shangtou", and ji is "hairpin".From the beginning of the Great Zhou Dynasty, aristocratic women held a ceremony at the age of 15.

If you have never married and treated others, you can postpone the ceremony until the age of 20.

Honglian belongs to the second situation. She waited for Li Changqing for four or five years.

Hu Meiren helped Honglian up, like a loving mother, a close sister, and a caring best friend, her beautiful eyes were moist and she said with a smile: "Ji Licheng, my Honglian has grown up, and I'm going to get married today!"

"Marry a wishful gentleman who is in love with you, and marry the most amazing man today."

Hong Lian and Hu Meiren have a very good relationship in recent years, and they often walk around, talking about what is in their hearts and what they think.

In Honglian's heart, Hu Meiren is already her sister, her mother, and her best friend.

Honglian's beautiful eyes were moist, she nodded slightly.

At this time, the old eunuch beside Han Wangan came and said, "Princess Honglian, the auspicious time has come, you should leave the palace!"

Hu Meiren heard the words and said, "Come, send the princess out of the palace!"

"Yes!"

A few maidservants of exquisite jasper stood up, held red palace attires in their hands, bowed and said, "Princess, please!"

Honglian nodded, and looked at Hu Meiren reluctantly. The latter's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and he said with a smile: "Remember, you can't look back today."

"After leaving this ancestral hall, you must never turn back."

Honglian nodded and said, "Thank you, Aunt Hu."

Honglian said goodbye with a smile, turned her head sideways, and walked away. The moment she walked out of the ancestral hall, a teardrop fell down.

For some reason, Mingming married the man she loved the most, she had been looking forward to this day for a long time, she was extremely happy in her heart, but Honglian didn't know what was wrong with her, she really wanted to cry, just wanted to cry.

The palace hall, the center of the square.

Han Wang'an has long been waiting, and all civil and military officials have been waiting.

A Fuliluan car stopped, the curtain was lifted, Honglian walked out in a red dress, and all the officials were amazed.

Originally bright and lovely, full of extravagance, but pure and charming Princess Honglian looked extraordinarily glamorous in a red wedding dress today, with hair like clouds, gold phoenix hairpin, jade head, slender and beautiful, and amber-like pure and moving eyes.

Honglian got off the carriage, walked up to Han Wangan, threw herself into her father's arms, and said reluctantly, "Father!"

Han Wangan sighed, tearing up, and couldn't help but think of 40 years ago, the year of his coronation ceremony, his favorite wife, Honglian's mother, married into Korea and married him as the prince at that time.

At the beginning, Honglian's mother also wore a red dress, which was extraordinarily enchanting and beautiful, and the wives, girls, and sisters of countless officials' families were reduced to a foil.

The same is true today, when the red lotus appears, it is the most beautiful, moving, and most beautiful scenery in the world.

Han Wangan sighed and said, "My Lian'er has grown up."

He patted Honglian on the shoulder, took a step back and looked at his daughter, and said with a relieved smile, "Go, Lian'er, don't miss the auspicious time. Is Li Changqing waiting for you?"

"Father..." Honglian's beautiful eyes were soaked with tears.

"Go!" Han Wangan waved his hand and said, "Come on, send the princess off!"

Two maids in the palace stepped forward to invite, and a few servant girls held the hem of the slender red wedding dress and escorted Honglian onto the carriage.

The luan chariot left slowly and left the palace.

Han Wangan watched the luan chariot go away, but Honglian couldn't turn her head back. With tears in her beautiful eyes, she took the luan chariot and left this palace, which she had 20 years of memory.

About two quarters of an hour, the gate of the palace.

Go out of this gate and leave the palace completely.

On the long street of the palace, the common people watched.

Li Changqing was dressed in red, with cinnabar dotted between his eyebrows, like a god descending into the mortal world, extremely handsome and elegant, and his demeanor made men in the world feel ashamed.

"Shut up!"

The white horse stopped, and Li Changqing got off the horse.

At the same time, Honglian got out of the gorgeous and bright red carriage and walked to the gate of the palace. There were two elder brothers on the left and one on the right, the fourth son Han Yu, and the ninth son Han Fei.

Tears welled up in Honglian's eyes, and she called out with tears: "Fourth Brother, Ninth Brother."

"red lotus!"

Han Yu said: "Hong Lian, I never imagined that in a blink of an eye, you will have reached the age to marry, and you will also find a good husband for yourself, and marry the most extraordinary man in the world."

"This is what the fourth brother prepared for you, Lotus Brew. The fourth brother prepared it for you on the day you were born. I will drink it with you and your husband."

Han Yu is about forty years old, and Hong Lian is nearly 20 years older. At the beginning, he must have really loved his youngest sister and only compatriot sister.

Honglian was touched and said: "Thank you, fourth brother."

Han Fei gave a jade pendant, embellished with a jade pendant with a concentric knot, and said with a light smile: "Honglian, Brother Nine wishes you and Changqing to be united forever."

"Ninth Brother!"

Honglian couldn't help but threw herself into Han Fei's arms, her beautiful eyes weeping.

"Okay, okay, today is your big day, you should be happy." Han Fei comforted Honglian.

Li Changqing stepped forward, Honglian's beautiful eyes were smiling, excited, happy, looking forward to the future, but also reluctant to part with his family, bit by bit for the Han Palace.

Han Yu and Han Fei stepped forward and handed over the red scarf they were pulling to Li Changqing.

Li Changqing took the red scarf, stared at Honglian silently with tender eyes, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Honglian, I'm here to marry you!"