National Beauty

The custom of welcoming relatives in the capital cannot be the same way back and forth, so after receiving the bride, the ceremonial ceremonial ceremony of the Shouwang Mansion went all the way to the west, almost half of the capital. The people on both sides of the road were crowded with the great event of the prince marrying his wife, and even people from outside the city came here to watch the excitement.

The officers and soldiers stood neatly in two rows to prevent the common people from colliding with the nobles. The common people could only stand outside and watch the legendary Shou Wang, who is suffering from oral problems and deep-rooted, rides horses from afar. And wherever King Shou passed by, regardless of men, women, children, young or old, they couldn’t believe that there was such a handsome man in the world. As for the people who were far away, they were still waiting for them to see Shou clearly. The appearance of the king was so amazing that he forgot to praise it.

Zhao Heng on horseback, wearing a bright red robe and a fold-over scarf, has a face like jade and eyes like night stars. Although he is a bridegroom, he does not see the enthusiasm of an ordinary bridegroom official, and his expression is faint. Like the imperial emperor of the nine worlds, he believes in the horse from the rein to overlook the sentient beings. The people in the capital have already experienced the demeanor of King Chu and King Rui when they welcomed their relatives, but when they saw King Longevity today, everyone was considered to have really seen what it means to be dragons and phoenix grandchildren.

Such a son, let alone stuttering, is dumb, and the emperor can't dislike it!

After regaining consciousness, the people on both sides, especially the young girls in cloth or silk clothes, all envied the four girls of the Guo family in the sedan chair. The king of longevity has such a demeanor, and he keeps his promises. If they can be the one-night-life princesses, they would be willing to live for ten years!

Song Jianing could not hear the longing in the hearts of the girls, she held the treasure bottle tightly, counting the number of times the sedan chair bumped step by step. In this life, Song Jianing once had a dream of getting married. In the dream, she didn't know who the bridegroom was. She only remembered that the sedan chair walked halfway, and was suddenly stopped by Guo Xiao, who pulled her out...

Song Jianing knew that dreams were dreams and might not happen, but she was afraid that before entering the palace, her heart would be difficult for her to live in peace.

Then, just as Song Jianing counted silently and was a little thirsty, the bearers suddenly stopped leaving, and someone outside shouted: "Get off the sedan chair."

Song Jianing's body shook, as if all his strength was taken away, but this sense of relaxation only lasted for a few breaths. As soon as the sedan chair settled down, Song Jianing's heart thumped and jumped again, staring at the sedan door tightly. . With a "boom", someone suddenly kicked the car door. Song Jianing was panicked. After hearing the auspicious words from the female officer, she reacted and her face was hot.

The groom kicked through the sedan door, and the female officer opened the sedan curtain and handed a piece of red silk to the bride and groom. Song Jianing was led out again by the bridegroom. Through the narrow gap under the hijab, she saw the gold thread python pattern on his red dress and the big feet in black leather shoes. Song Jianing always feels that men’s feet are too big and ugly, and they don’t look good in shoes. King Shou is no exception. Therefore, every time he sees King Shou’s feet, Song Jianing feels a little closer to him. Look at him. It's not that fairy anymore.

"sister!"

The younger brother called her excitedly. He didn't know if he had been following the welcoming team, or just ran from the government office next door. Fortunately, the brother-in-law came to see her off, so there was nothing to worry about. Guessing that there was someone taking care of his younger brother, Song Jianing withdrew his gaze and slowly followed the man into it.

"Congratulations to the third brother, I finally married the princess."

A crowd of guests gathered in front of the door. Song Jianing heard someone congratulate him. He was a little familiar. He was also called the third brother of Shouwang. That should be the second prince Ruiwang.

"Why didn't Yuanxiu smile on the day of rejoicing?"

Song Jianing had never heard of this male voice, but the other party called Yuanxiu Wang Shou, is Yuan Xiu the word for Shou Wang? The master of the voice is undoubtedly Emperor Qin Wang. Guessing flashed through his mind quickly, Song Jianing paid more attention to the words of King Shou, Yuanxiu, Yuanxiu...Song Jianing read them silently, and the more they read, the better they sounded.

Thinking wildly, the female officer in the ear reminded her to raise her foot.

Song Jianing returned to his senses, only to find that the two had already arrived in the main hall.

The Palace of Shou King has entered. This is the place of worship. Song Jianing is completely at ease, and secretly glances at the bridegroom next to him. Song Jianing wants to be more beautiful, the corners of his lips are curled up, and his heart is also bubbling sweetly.

"Wow!"

The phoenix crown is too heavy, Song Jianing can only lower his head slightly, there is no more satisfying time in two lifetimes than this moment.

"Second worship Gaotang!"

Emperor Xuande was in the palace, and the two still worshipped north.

"Husband and wife worship!"

Song Jianing closed her eyes, and in just four words, it was the most beautiful words she had ever heard. She was married in a wedding gown, not a concubine under the mistress, not a nameless outside room, but a husband and wife, and the opposite man was her husband. With her head hanging down, Song Jianing couldn't hold back her tears, and she couldn't even tell herself why she was crying.

No one noticed the tears that fell on the bride's red dress, except for the groom who was bowing his head in the couple's salute.

Zhao Heng stared at the imperceptible moistness of the two pieces of the wedding dress on the opposite side, his eyes moved upwards, but he saw only one party with a red hijab.

Why are you crying? Are you reluctant to give up your parents, or don't want to marry him?

"After the ceremony, the newcomer enters the bridal chamber!"

Zhao Heng calmly put away his doubts, led her with the red silk, and walked towards the new house in the backyard. The male guests stopped for a while, and the surrounding area quieted down. When they reached the backyard, the laughter of the female guests came over. Song Jianing was the first to recognize the laughter of Princess Chu Feng Zheng.

Song Jianing blushed, unexpectedly becoming a concubine with Feng Zheng.

Moving to the new house, the female officer helped her sit on the bed and took away the red silk. Feeling the wetness on one end of the red silk, the female officer smiled. The princess was younger, and her palms were sweating nervously in winter. A palace lady took the red silk, and another palace lady came up with a tray. On top of the tray was a golden weighing pole.

"The prince can lift his head." The female officer said with a smile.

Zhao Heng picked up the golden weighing pole, already not far away, and arrived in front of Song Jianing in three or four steps. Song Jianing has nothing in her hand, her slender fingers are placed in her wide sleeves, but the wavy folds on the skirt reveal her tension at this time. Zhao Heng's gaze swept over her sleeves, and then he raised the golden weighing pole. His hand was steady, and the golden hook hooked the red hijab accurately.

Song Jianing panicked even more, and at the moment when the hijab was completely provoked, she instinctively closed her eyes.

She couldn't see it, but Zhao Heng saw her, the familiar fleshy face, as tender as tofu, as thin as fat, at this time it was blushing with a rouge color, more beautiful than a peach blossom. Her bushy eyelashes quivered gently, like fluffy grass blown by the spring breeze, as if he breathed out, she would tremble in panic.

This shy and nervous look is definitely not unwilling to marry.

Zhao Heng raised his head calmly.

Song Jianing also opened his eyes at this time, plucking up all the courage to raise his head, only to catch a glimpse of Shouwang Meiyu's face, and then moved away in a panic, just to hit Feng Zheng's smiling eye diagonally opposite. Song Jianing became even more embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, and his ears were hot. This is the case with newlyweds. The female officer deliberately waited for Princess Chu to praise the bride's beauty before continuing to officiate and put the bun together first.

Zhao Heng sat beside Song Jianing.

The two court ladies each walked to the newcomer with a pair of scissors. Zhao Heng picked up the scissors and spontaneously cut a strand. Song Jianing watched him finish cutting, she followed suit and cut it. Seeing King Shou handed over his strand, Song Jianing's cheeks became even redder, and she took over the dark black hair that the man was stiffer than her, and joined her. Together, dexterously tied a knot.

Get together with Jun, and grow old together.

Seeing the concentric knot in his hand, Song Jianing was a little bit reluctant to hand it over. Of course, just thinking about it, Song Jianing obediently sent it out as soon as the female officer came over.

After the bun, the husband and wife drink together.

A court lady stepped forward, and two scoops connected in series with colored threads were placed on the tray. The two scoops were placed upside down and integrated into one. At this moment, Zhao Heng took the upper scoop first, and Song Jianing followed closely, took the other half, and then held it flat, watching the maid pour the wine into it. The wine was scented, and Song Jianing was drunk before drinking, his face was red as a glow, and the little hand holding the dipper was trembling.

Zhao Heng drank his wine without squinting, but drank slowly.

Song Jianing took a small sip, and after drinking it lightly, his throat seemed to have been burned by fire, and he unintentionally licked his lower lip.

Zhao Heng finally glanced at her.

Song Jianing felt it, and hurriedly put on a dignified and well-behaved look.

After saluting, Zhao Heng went to the front yard to entertain the male guests.

Song Jianing wants to change clothes, Feng Zheng and others wait outside. The maid led the ladies under her hand to serve Song Jianing, taking off the twelve-layered princess wedding dress, and then putting on a set of light hospitality clothes, and the hair ornaments on her head were much simpler. Song Jianing was relieved, took a short rest in the house, and then went outside to accompany the female guests.

When I went to the Chu Palace for a wedding drink, Song Jianing met Princess Qin, who was a moderately beautiful but easy-going elder. Needless to say Feng Zheng, it is Princess Rui, and Song Jianing has seen him for the first time today. Princess Rui is also a slim and slender beauty, but with heavy makeup on her face and sullen eyes in her eyes. Song Jianing has heard gossip about the concubine's concubine, and she has a very uncomfortable life.

Anyway, it's not a pro-wife, Song Jianing has been polite.

The princess of Wu'an County had just given birth to a daughter and was sitting at home for confinement, but she did not come. Princess Duanhui seemed unwell and did not arrive.

There were also two noble ladies accompanying the guests, with Feng Zheng's help, and Song Jianing easily dealt with it.

At the end of the luncheon, Hongri was already west, and dinner was almost ready to be served in the front yard. Zhao Heng was busy, and Song Jianing was free temporarily, asking Shuang'er and the others to guard outside, and she seized the time to lie down on the couch and take a nap. Waking up too early in the morning, I kept holding my heart on the road. I relaxed and felt tired and sleepy. If I didn't sleep for a while, Song Jianing was worried that he might go to sleep halfway through the service of King Shou in the evening.

That's absolutely impossible.

Lying down, Song Jianing fell asleep immediately.

Song Jianing was awakened suddenly by someone pushing her shoulder while sleeping soundly.

"The prince seems to be drinking too much, and he is drinking tea in the front yard, girl...the princess is ready to prepare." Shuang'er said nervously and excitedly.

Song Jianing heard this, and got up to his feet, and ordered the two children to prepare water quickly.

Just moved over, the master and servants were a little panicked, hurriedly huddled together, the little maid had just brought the water out, and the king of longevity was here.