The prince is hard to serve

A few days ago, Yan Wenhao fell ill again and hadn't recovered yet. At this time, he barely propped up his body and stood in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion. The colorful wedding robe was worn on him, which made his face paler, as if If you are not careful, you will fall down.

The people who were saluting outside were all sighing.

At this time, Mu Ziling walked out of the prime minister's mansion slowly. He stared at Yan Wenhao for a while, hesitated for a while, then slowly raised his hand, and shook hands with the hand Yan Wenhao extended towards him.

Yan Wenhao looked at the hands that were intertwined with each other, and then at him, with the corners of his mouth raised, forming a charming smile.

"Let's go."

The auspicious time has come, and it's time for them to enter the palace.

"Okay." Mu Ziling replied softly.

Because Mu Ziling is a man, he doesn't need to put on the red hijab, which makes him feel a little better. Otherwise, if he really looks like a woman with the red silk hijab, even though he has made countless preparations in his heart, he still can't help but feel sad. resentment.

Yan Wenhao took Mu Ziling's hand and walked slowly towards the sedan chair. The sun shone on them without any stinginess, so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at them.

Probably because Yan Wenhao married a man, and Emperor Yan always felt a little guilty about him, so this prince's wedding was held in such a grand manner that it was almost comparable to a prince marrying a concubine.

Even if the time is short, there is indeed a lot to prepare.

The sedan chair for the prince to marry his wife was supposed to be a large sedan chair carried by ten people, only four people less than the prince, but the sedan chair in front of him was obviously carried by 14 people, Mu Ziling couldn't help but turned his head and looked at Yan Yan. Wen Hao took a look.

But Yan Wenhao didn't seem to see anything, didn't notice anything, with a gentle smile on his face, supported by Fuquan, turned on the horseback.

At the same time, Mu Ziling was also invited into the sedan chair.

The mighty welcoming team circled around the capital, and when they entered the palace, it was already close to dusk, almost unitary hour.

Walking to the outside of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the wedding procession stopped, and further inside, the sedan chairs and white horses were not allowed to pass.

Standing in front of the sedan chair, Yan Wenhao slightly bent down, opened the delicate curtain, stretched out a hand, and after a while, led Mu Ziling out of the sedan chair.

At this time, the Hall of Supreme Harmony was already brightly lit. On the road leading to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the entire ground was covered with red silk, and the railings on both sides were also hung with red silk, making them look beaming.

In front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Fuxi led five court ladies and five eunuchs to wait. Seeing their arrival, he entered the hall with a smile to inform Emperor Yan.

This time, neither early nor late, is exactly the auspicious time set by the national teacher.

Looking at the resplendent Hall of Supreme Harmony in front of him, Mu Ziling's eyes were a little dazed. He has been reading poetry and books for a long time, just like his father, to be a good official who pleads for the people.

He once imagined that one day, he would wear court clothes, stand in the court hall, plead for the people of the world, and benefit them... But now, his dream was shattered, but he still came to the Hall of Supreme Harmony, where hundreds of officials discuss affairs, but in the same way The identity of the princess is really ironic.

Noticing that his hand was lightly squeezed, Mu Ziling came back to his senses. He turned his head and glanced at Yan Wenhao who was standing beside him, only to find that Yan Wenhao was always looking at him, his gaze With concern and tenderness.

Meeting those eyes, Mu Ziling was stunned for a while, and after a while, suddenly felt a little hot on his face, he quickly turned his head back, lowered his head, and focused on his feet.

Seeing this reaction, Yan Wenhao squinted his eyes, and then stared at Mu Ziling carefully for a long time, until he saw a red ear, and then retracted his gaze, but the eyes brought a little Thoughtful.

Every move of the two fell into the eyes of Emperor Yan sitting on the imperial chair. He glanced at them indifferently, then glanced at the courtiers with different faces below, and lightly tapped on the armrest of the throne, with a displeased or unhappy expression. angry.

Fuxi walked up to Emperor Yan, bent down, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, the auspicious time has come, can we salute now?"

"Well, let's start." Emperor Yan raised his eyes and responded lightly.

The Great Yan etiquette system is written, the prince gets married, the emperor and the empress sit together in the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the imperial robe and the phoenix robe, but the empress Zhuang has passed away, and after that, the Emperor Yan has no intention of establishing an empress. The tallest concubine is Concubine Degui.

According to the etiquette, Concubine Degui should temporarily take the place of Empress at this time, and be worshiped by the prince and concubine. However, at this time, Emperor Yan is the only one in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The royal etiquette is numerous and cumbersome, and there are many things that need to be paid attention to just by worshiping the heaven and the earth. Mu Ziling firmly remembered what the etiquette officer said, and he did not dare to slack off at all. There was a little more smile in his eyes and face.

The end of the salute also means that the wedding has finally come to an end.

Due to the rush of the wedding date, there was no time to build a new mansion, so Emperor Yan gave Yan Wenhao a mansion. That mansion is still being repaired, and it will take at least half a month before people can live in it, so they still live in it during this period of time. In the Lingxiao Pavilion.

At this time, the Ling Xiao Pavilion has been decorated very festively. Red silk and lanterns are hung all over the palace. Fu Quan leads a group of eunuchs, court ladies and guards standing in front of the door. As soon as the figures of Yan Wenhao and Mu Ziling come into view, the moment they are gone In the meantime, they all knelt down and saluted respectfully.

"Congratulations to the second prince, the concubine!"

"Excuse me."

Yan Wenhao waved his hand to signal everyone to get up, then smiled slightly, and led Mu Ziling slowly past them and walked into the hall.

Mu Ziling, who was being led all the way, heard the word 'Prince and Concubine', but he still didn't recover.

Inside the main hall, the decoration is still very gorgeous.

Yan Wenhao led Mu Ziling to the table. On the table were all kinds of pastries and nuts, except almonds. Under two tall red candles, there was a jug of wine and two white jade cups.

Lowering his head, Yan Wenhao poured two glasses of wine, picked up one, and handed it to the young man in front of him who hadn't recovered from his senses. His eyes were gentle, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Ziling lowered his eyes and looked at the white jade wine glass in front of him without blinking, but he didn't reach out to take it.

Yan Wenhao looked at him, an apology flashed quickly in his beautiful eyes, he didn't say anything to urge him, but just held his hand and waited quietly.

After such a stalemate for a long time, Mu Ziling slowly raised his hand, took the wine glass in Yan Wenhao's hand, raised his head to look at him, his eyes had recovered calm, and there was nothing inside.

Yan Wenhao stared at him, smiled slightly, then picked up another wine glass himself, and said in a gentle voice: "Mom, after drinking this glass of Hebei wine, you and I are husband and wife."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart, and then his cheeks flushed, and under the candlelight, they looked even more beautiful.

Afterwards, the two did not continue to talk, but saluted each other and drank the wine in the white jade wine glass in one gulp.

After drinking the wine, according to the etiquette, the prince needs to attend the banquet in the palace, while the prince and concubine only need to wait in the house, but Yan Wenhao is sick and cannot attend, so he has to stay in the main hall too.

At this time, all the palace people had withdrawn, leaving only Yan Wenhao and Mu Ziling in the main hall.

They stared wide-eyed and small-eyed for a long time, the two remained silent, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward for a while.

At this moment, in the entire hall, there is only a slight sound when the red candle is burning.

After being silent for a while, suddenly, Yan Wenhao seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, he approached Mu Ziling, and said excitedly: "Qian He, do you want to continue the chess game from last time?"

"it is good"

Mu Ziling swept away the previous embarrassment, nodded happily, and was full of interest.

In the last game, until now there is no winner or loser. He has been looking forward to continuing to finish the game with Yan Wenhao.