Emperor made a pair

After five days of peaceful travel, the wedding party finally arrived at Longteng's capital.

From a distance, Yuntian saw that the city was surprisingly magnificent. The tall and majestic city walls stretched for several miles, simple and solemn, and contained an inexplicable power that made people willing to marvel at and surrender to its magnificence.

Although the Fengxiang Imperial City he saw before was also magnificent, but seeing Long Teng today, he understood why Fengxiang suffered such a crushing defeat.

No wonder there are so many people in history who are willing to risk their lives for the throne──It is indeed a fatal temptation to take such a magnificent and magnificent world into their hands!

The team speeded up and finally stopped at the gate of the city.

Wei Zhenshan went to let the guards let him go, Yan Si said from outside the carriage: "Master Zhonghuang, you can see the prince after two more gates, but Longteng has a rule that newlyweds are not allowed to meet before the bridal chamber, so please put on your hijab first."

The corner of Yun Tian's mouth twitched wildly: "You mean that piece of red cloth? It's funny!"

Yan Si also knew that it would be embarrassing for a man to wear a wedding dress, so he silently handed in a square brocade box.

Yun Tian opened the box and saw a set of red costumes neatly placed inside.

Now that it happened, he couldn't help being petty, Yun Tian had no choice but to put on that red dress while cursing, he was really ashamed to look at himself.

King Ning's marriage was a major event, and he had deliberately made publicity before, so the whole city knew the news.As soon as Yuntian's wedding team entered the city gate, they heard waves of people's voices one after another, some shouting, some cheering, and some booing, mostly wishing them a happy marriage for a hundred years and growing old together.

Yun Tian couldn't laugh or cry, it would be very difficult for two men to grow old together in modern times, let alone ancient times?According to what Wei Zhenshan said before, it seems that King Ning originally planned to marry a young lady surnamed Zhong, but now it is a good idea to let this man himself take the position of wife, if he does not want to find a way to kill himself, it is not bad, and it will be a good relationship for a hundred years!This is not a joke!

──However, there are so many people willing to bless Zhao Haiqing, it seems that his reputation in Beijing is really good.

The capital city is divided into four floors, the center is the heavily guarded imperial palace, the second floor is the mansions of the ministers, the third floor is rich merchants with better families and official business establishments such as cloth shops, restaurants, grain stores, etc. The fourth floor is the residence of ordinary people. Although the conditions are not as good as the first three floors, it is the most lively and prosperous.

Zhao Haiqing was riding a horse and standing at the second city wall, looking ahead from a distance.

Naturally, ordinary people cannot enter the official site, so it is far less lively than the outer city, only a group of servants and servants lined up beside him, waiting for another future master of the palace.

The sun was high, Zhao Haiqing looked indifferent, neither the joy of getting married nor the anger of marrying a man could be seen on his face, as if he was not the one who got married today.

At this time, there was a ringing bell from far and near on the street.

This is a fragrant chariot that has become popular among noble women in Beijing recently. It is equipped with a beautiful pony, decorated with bells and colorful ribbons, very pretty and lovely.

Zhao Haiqing's heart moved slightly, and he turned around.

The car stopped not far behind him, and two girls stepped out of it, one with a beautiful face and noble temperament, and the other with a petite and exquisite appearance.

The girl in the lead is about 16 years old, wearing an elegant emerald smoked shirt, she is extremely beautiful at such a young age, and there is a natural arrogance in her brows, just like the flower of the high mountain, which is very impressive. Feel ashamed.

Zhao Haiqing jumped off his horse and said with a smile, "Miss Zhong."

Zhong Lingxiu frowned slightly, looked at the battle behind Zhao Haiqing, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is here to greet you?"

Zhao Haiqing said: "Exactly."

Zhong Ling looked reconciled, but because of the dignity of an official lady, she couldn't make noise like a shrew, she gritted her teeth secretly, and neither left nor stayed, the hesitant and helpless expression of the youngest daughter's family was very pitiful.

Zhao Haiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and said kindly: "Miss Zhong, the weather is hot, you should go back to the car, if you have something to do, you can wait another day..."

"Brother Zhao!" Zhong Ling finally couldn't hold back, "You...you really want to marry that prince? We clearly agreed...you also accepted the jade pendant I gave you, I thought you..."

The more she spoke, the more sad she became, a layer of mist was condensed in her big charming eyes, sad and hazy, even a heart of stone would soften for such an expression.

Zhao Haiqing looked at the girl who was very likely to be his wife, and felt guilty, but helpless.

He knew that Zhong Ling fell in love with him, and also hinted that he would ask the emperor to marry him, but Zhao Haiqing never thought that the emperor would preempt his marriage. Now, what right does he have to object?

Zhao Haiqing was a dull person by nature, he didn't know how to say comforting words, but he just watched Zhong Ling cry out of breath.

The two of them just cried and watched each other, and the servants around them didn't dare to say anything, so the whole street was filled with Ms. Zhong's mournful whimpering. The atmosphere created was not like a wedding, but a funeral.

Zhao Haiqing was really helpless, and when he was about to comfort her, he suddenly heard the sound of cars and horses rattling.

"Okay, don't cry, let's see how red your eyes are." Zhao Haiqing smiled lightly, "Brother will get married tomorrow night, if you want to, come have a glass of wedding wine, if you don't, brother will send someone to bring the wedding candy Take it to your house, okay?"

"I don't want any wedding candies!" Zhong Ling stomped her feet resentfully, "I met the lord once, and the lord got married, so I will drink this wedding wine no matter what." She wiped away her tears and recovered. With the stubborn appearance before, he looked at the group of people who came from afar.

Yan Si and Wei Zhenshan led the wedding procession to the palace's welcoming team. When they saw Zhong Ling, they were both taken aback, thinking to each other: Why is she here?Knowing that the prince is here to pick up the bride, why did you deliberately come here to find it unpleasant?

When the two sides met, Zhao Haiqing didn't have time to pay attention to Zhong Ling any more. He collected his mind and walked towards the carriage that Yuntian was riding in.Just as he was about to lift the bead curtain, a hand suddenly stretched out from inside, just bumped into Zhao Haiqing's palm, and then he heard the man let out a strange cry of "Aw!"

The young man in the red robe frantically shook his arms, "Who is this? He has practiced iron sand palms!? Hiss... his hand is about to break..."

Zhao Haiqing: "..."

Yan Si and Wei Zhenshan: "..."

Zhao Haiqing said with a smile: "The way the princess greets is quite unique."

Both Yan Si and Wei Zhenshan shook their shoulders, and everyone else smiled, only Zhong Ling stared blankly, as if she had lost her soul.

The maid beside her was a little worried, and said anxiously: "Miss, otherwise let's go back first, and go to the prince's mansion tomorrow..."

Zhong Ling didn't seem to hear her words, she still stood there like a puppet, the servant girl didn't dare to say anything when she saw this, so she could only keep her eyebrows down and accompany her to be sad here.

When Yun Tian first heard Zhao Haiqing's deep and deep voice, he was taken aback for a moment, and whispered: "General Xiaoqi?"—Wow, he earned it, this guy's voice is so fucking sexy!

"Yes."

When Yun Tian got the response, he immediately felt weird all over his body. Thinking that this man was his husband from today, his tongue became a little knotted: "Uh, that, hello...cough, it's the first time we meet, please give me some advice."

Zhao Haiqing paused, feeling quite funny: "This king hasn't seen the face of the princess yet."

With his head covered, Yun Tian couldn't see what Zhao Haiqing looked like, and when he was at a loss as to what to do and what to say, he felt his hand being held by the other party.

Zhao Haiqing's hands were warm and dry, and the strength was neither light nor heavy, which was very reassuring.Yun Tian was a little dazed by him being helped out of the carriage, and then he heard him say to others: "Send the princess to the sedan chair."

Zhong Ling watched the well-dressed young man sit in the big red sedan chair in the palace to welcome his relatives, and couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"...Go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

She turned around abruptly and walked quickly towards her carriage, the servant girl hurriedly followed, and the two of them disappeared around the corner of the street in an instant.

Let's talk about this side.

When Prime Minister Zhong saw his beloved daughter returning home with a sad face, he was both angry and distressed, "Look at it, look at it, and you won't listen when I tell you not to go. This is great, I came back with tears all over my face!"

Mrs. Zhong pulled Zhong Ling into her arms and comforted her softly, "Hey, you have to find anger for what you are doing. Prince Ning is not the only good man in the world. There are many good unmarried sons in Beijing." , we Ling'er are beautiful and intelligent, why don't we worry about finding a good husband?"

Prime Minister Zhong tossed his sleeves and said angrily, "What are you talking about! It's not like Ling'er can't get married!"

Mrs. Zhong was also so angry that she couldn't choose what to say: "How dare you say that? If you weren't so picky as a father, why should your daughter be tied to King Ning! Which of the eldest sons of Chang and Ye is not a first-class family? Because of you, now I dare not even mention our Zhong family!"

Prime Minister Zhong knew he was wronged, and said annoyedly and regretfully: "How could I know that King Ning... He has already accepted Linger's Linwen jade ring, and he is already half the son-in-law of our Zhong family. Who would have expected His Majesty?" Pointing out a man to him..."

Zhong Ling cried enough for Ben in her mother's arms, and then raised her teary eyes and said: "After all, the prince is a man, the prince will definitely not marry him alone, I..."

"What are you? Do you still want to be a side concubine? I don't agree!" Prime Minister Zhong blew his beard and stared, "The daughter of my Zhong family must be the official wife, there is no reason to be inferior!"

Zhong Lingxin is used to being arrogant and arrogant, and she is unwilling to be a small girl, but she has a sincere heart for Zhao Haiqing, and she doesn't want to see Zhao Haiqing accept another woman as a concubine.

Mrs. Zhong patted her daughter on the back and sighed: "My dear, go back to your room and rest, mother asks the dining room to cook you a bowl of golden silk bird's nest porridge?"

After Zhong Ling left, Prime Minister Zhong took out the wedding invitation from his sleeve, "Forget it...the emperor's order is hard to disobey, and the prince also has his helplessness. You go and ask someone to prepare a gift, and tomorrow you have to go to the prince's mansion to congratulate."

Madam Zhong wiped her eyes and nodded.

Just when the prime minister's mansion was full of gloom and mist, the mansion of Prince Ning was decorated with lights and festivities.

The venue for the wedding celebration had been arranged long ago, and Zhao Haiqing's dormitory was also replaced with a red curtain mandarin duck quilt. After he took Yun Tian back to his residence, he settled in a room in the backyard, and never asked about it again.

Yun Tian held the hijab on his head for a long time, and he felt that he couldn't breathe freely. As soon as the room became quiet, he pulled off the hijab and took a few deep breaths, looking at the surrounding environment.

Not long after, two maidservants and a handsome young servant came to say hello, and the older maidservant at the head said coldly: "The princess is new here, and I don't know many things yet. These two are called Mingshu and Huiyu. Let them serve the princess."

Yun Tian nodded and said, "Thank you."

The maid was stunned for a moment, and immediately said: "Princess, you don't have to be polite."

Yun Tian thought that in ancient times it was not customary for superiors to thank inferiors, so he scratched his hair and looked at the pair of boys and girls.

The two are young, both have red lips and white teeth. Yun Tian was worried that no one could talk to him, so he happily called them to his side, raised his eyes to look at them, and planned to give them some interesting gadgets when he turned back.

The young man named Ming Shu was more courageous, he looked back at Yun Tian, ​​and was slightly stunned, his face was obviously a little surprised.

"Princess...she looks so good-looking." Ming Shu couldn't help but said.

When the elder maid heard this, she shouted sharply: "Presumptuous!"

There would be nothing wrong with complimenting her appearance if it was said by that girl, but Yun Tian is the prince's wife, and Ming Shu is a man after all despite being young, so it is inevitable that these words are a bit flirty.

Seeing Mingshu, Yun Tian was trembling with fright, and hurriedly smoothed things over: "This aunt...cough, don't be angry, eldest sister, they are all men, and it's no big deal to boast, eldest sister, go out first if you have nothing to do, I have something to say to them .”

The elder maid stared at Ming Shu again, then saluted Yun Tian and retreated.

Ming Shu gratefully whispered: "Thank you, Princess."

Yun Tian patted the seat beside him and said, "Come on, you guys come and sit down."

How dare Mingshu and Huiyu sit beside him, shaking their heads like rattles: "I can't do it, I can't do it..."

Yun Tian compromised: "Okay then, you go and sit on the stools over there."

Mingshu and Huiyu still didn't dare to sit down, until Yuntian put on a face, they touched half of their buttocks on the stool anxiously.

The three of them were of the same age, and Yuntian was very friendly. After chatting for a while, Mingshu and Huiyu regarded him as a little brother who talked about everything, and told Yuntian a lot about Longteng's customs, customs, and anecdotes.

With two children, Yun Tian felt a lot more relaxed, but when he thought about his wedding with King Ning tomorrow, he still felt as if a heavy rock was pressing on his head, and a bucket was hanging up and down on his chest , very uncomfortable.

Yun Tianxia scratched the bed sheet consciously, and asked, "What does your lord look like? Handsome or ugly? Or handsome or ugly?"

Mingshu and Huiyu looked at each other, and said with a smile: "What does 'handsome' mean? If the princess is curious about the prince's appearance, she will know tomorrow night. Why ask us?" Slight redness.

There was a buzz in Yuntian's mind, and only then did he belatedly realize that he still had a hurdle to pass, and that was:

──Cave, room, flower, candle, night!

God!He actually forgot such an important thing!What to do, what to do, do they have to go to bed when they bridal chamber?He, is he going to be so-and-so?This, this...haven't seen each other before, and they are going to hug each other and have sex? !In case the prince is too ugly, he will blow out the lamp... no, blow out the candle, at least the prince's voice is very good, and he can talk to him for comfort...

Yun Tian had a messy obsession, and suddenly saw Ming Shu and Hui Yu holding back a smile to look at him, and immediately felt embarrassed: "What are you two guys thinking? Be serious and serious! Don't guess about other people's bed affairs..."

Huiyu blushed even more, and said innocently: "Princess, Huiyu just thinks your expression is funny, and doesn't... think about that..."

Yun Tian: "..."