Cangyun [Sword Net Three]

The ancients had to perform six ceremonies in marriage, namely: Na Cai, ask the name, Na Ji, Na Zheng, ask for a date, and welcome in person.Although it has been passed down to the present, most of the tedious links have been simplified, and it is rare for the common people to complete the six rituals.It's just that princes and aristocrats claim to be noble, and the etiquette cannot be neglected, so they are much stricter about the six wedding etiquettes.

When Linzi Wang Nacai, he directly moved the things to Langhuan Pavilion, which was extremely simple and rude. He must have thought that this was an incomparably great gift to Yan Lang, so there was no reason for Yan Lang not to accept it.

Wu Lang did answer it, but he dared not refuse it!

Both of Yan Lang's parents died when he was young, leaving only a pair of uncles and aunts in his family.Uncles and aunts are all ordinary people, and my nephew is going to marry into the palace. From then on, he will fly on a branch and become a phoenix and become a heavenly family. He is both happy and afraid. How dare he neglect matters such as name, Najib, Nazheng, and deadline? Naturally, the prince has the final say.It is fast and smooth.

In December, the Linzi Palace ushered in a new prince. The entire Linzi Palace was filled with red silk, and red and festive hexagonal lanterns were hung on the corners of the house. Full of auspicious and happy words.

On the day of the ceremony, there were attendants waiting outside the door early in the morning, ready to help him wash and change his clothes.

Red wedding dresses and pure gold headdresses were neatly stacked on each serving plate.However, the mansion is a concubine, so you are not allowed to wear Zhenghong, and all the clothes are dyed Yanzhihong.

Standing there, Wu Lang asked people to dress him, layer after layer, wrapped more tightly than a rice dumpling.After changing clothes, it is complicated and complicated to dress up and braid hair.In the past, it was either Mingyue or Chuanbei who combed Wulang's hair. Now both of them were driven aside, and the special personnel sent by King Linzi did it.

It took a lot of time just to get dressed and dress up.After all these miscellaneous things were done, Wu Lang, who was used to eating breakfast, was already hungry, but the group of attendants retreated like a tide, and before leaving, he was told to wait here for the arrival of the welcoming team, and he must not make a sound and show up.

Wu Lang was so hungry that he rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the room to find something to eat, but he only found two plates of pastries that had been placed in the corner at some time.

When the sun was up, the Laoshizi personally welcoming team finally arrived and stopped in front of the gate of Langhuan Pavilion.Mingyue and Linglong immediately knocked on the door of Wu Lang's room and told him that he could go on the road.

Wu Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, and was helped out, and saw that from the door of his room, the red carpet was spread all the way to the sedan chair at the gate.All eyes are red.

The servant girl at the door knelt down on the ground, waited for him to get into the sedan chair, and got up again.

In Wu Lang's impression, marriage is full of gongs and drums, full of voices, and joy.To him, extravagance and luxury are incomparable to ordinary people, only the joy is insignificant.

All the servants in this yard know in their hearts that Mr. Langhuan has not smiled since he got the news of his promotion.As soon as the prince's reward was sent to Langhuan Pavilion, he didn't even look at it, and left it aside to dry.The steward who was ordered to come over to take care of the big wedding was frightened, lest Lord Langhuan would open his mouth and pick a bone.There is nothing he can do as a slave.Fortunately, in the end it went smoothly.It's just that everyone tacitly knelt on the ground and said auspicious words.

The happy sedan chair shook and left from Langhuan Pavilion.Wu Lang pushed aside the sedan chair curtain, and saw that the scenery outside gradually changed from familiar to unfamiliar, and then he passed faces with different expressions.

There was no covering on his head, and someone came to help him immediately after he got off the sedan chair.Mingyue has been serving him since he entered the mansion, and now she follows the sedan chair, but she can't get close.

Wu Lang didn't look at anyone else, but looked straight ahead.He was helped by the unknown attendant and walked into the bright red hall.

There was no worship between heaven and earth as imagined, and he was sent directly to the bedroom. He heard the attendant knelt at his feet and said auspicious words, and saw him retreat behind the door and slowly close the door.

Wu Lang's eyes swept across the furnishings of the room one by one, but there was not a single thing that could be eaten, and he was extremely disappointed.

He touched his flat stomach, and at the same time he touched the short knife hidden in his arms.He was not in the mood to have a spring evening with the kidney-deficit prince.At the critical moment, even if the kidney-deficit prince is eunuched, there is nothing he can do.

He was really angry and ruthless.

The beauties of the inner mansion, although they are said to be husband and wife with the King of Linzi, they have no status.Whether to leave or stay is entirely up to the King of Linzi's preference, but if he goes out, he will naturally regain his freedom and will not be restricted by the palace.

However, the monarch has a rank, engraved a jade certificate, and after performing the six ceremonies, he is the real daughter-in-law of the royal family.

After becoming such a ghost Lord Langhuan, it will be many times more difficult for him to leave the palace in the future.

The sun was setting little by little, and the noise outside never stopped.

Wu Lang didn't know how long he had been waiting in this room.I only know that my buttocks are sore, and I have counted the windows and ribs, the shelves, the books, the tables and chairs, the candles, the beams and carved flowers in this room several times.

The snack that he ate secretly in the morning has already disappeared under the stomach acid, and now if he is given a bowl of overnight cold rice, he can also eat deliciously.

Finally, swaying shadows were reflected on the window paper. There were several figures at first, and after a few orders from a low-pitched voice, only one figure remained.Wu Lang saw that the shadow was getting bigger and bigger, and then with a creak, the door was pushed open.

The king of Linzi is dressed like a fire, and his appearance is world-renowned.If it wasn't for this sentimental temperament, he would be the wishful man that countless women look forward to.

I don't know if it's because of the candles, or if he was really drunk, but King Linzi's cheeks were flushed red, and his eyes were not clear.

Wu Lang also hoped that the King of Linzi would bring something to eat, but now seeing his empty-handed and full-fledged appearance, he felt very angry.I'm starving to death and sitting here waiting for you, but your uncle didn't come here with a chicken leg!

Wu Lang suppressed his anger, thinking that it would be good if the kidney-deficit prince was drunk.

The torn pillow towel was held in the palm of the hand and crumpled into a ball, waiting for the king of Linzi to come over, tied his hands and feet, covered his eyes and covered his mouth!

Seeing King Linzi standing by the door for a long time, Wu Lang raised his hand to cover his eyes, shook his head, then put his hand down again, and murmured hesitantly: "Jinghong...?"

Wu Lang frowned and said, "My lord, if you want to find Mr. Jinghong, go out and turn left."

"When I'm lonely and drunk, I feel a little dizzy. Wulang Moqi, you also know that Jinghong likes to wear red clothes the most, so you admit your mistake."

"The prince is too worried, how can Lang dare to be angry. The prince thinks he is quite drunk, come and have a rest."

King Linzi immediately showed a clear expression on his face, and said: "No hurry, the night is long, we still have more time. Drink up this carousel wine first." After speaking, he staggered to the round table , picked up the wine jug on the table, and poured two glasses of wine.

Acacia wine... Wu Lang arched his eyebrows, and a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The King of Linzi walked over slowly, and Wu Lang was ready to go.

At this time, the open fire on the fire lamp standing by the door was shaken, and an anxious male voice sounded outside the door: "My lord, it's not good, something happened to Mr. Jinghong..."

The dim candlelight reflected Linzi King's fleeting expression of panic, and Wu Lang could see it clearly.The king of Linzi put down the wine glass in his hand and called the attendant who was shouting to come in. The attendant came in and stood on tiptoe to whisper to him.After finishing speaking, King Linzi frowned.The attendant also retreated quickly in panic.

The King of Linzi stared blankly at him and the door, he was probably struggling a lot.Wu Lang also pretended to be sensible, and persuaded King Linzi, "My lord, this man is in such a hurry, it must be that Mr. Jinghong is in a serious situation. If you want to go, go, I can wait for you."

"Wulang, Gu..." King Linzi gritted his teeth, "You just wait here, you will come back when you go alone."

The king of Linzi hurriedly slammed the door and went out. It took several seconds for Wu Lang to come back to his senses, and he snorted coldly, thinking to himself that the kidney-deficient prince took his life for nothing.

King Linzi had just left, but on the night of Lord Langhuan's enthronement ceremony, the news that the prince left Lord Langhuan in the wedding room and left in a hurry because of Liu Jinghong's summons secretly spread to the masters of the inner palace. ear.Even if Yanlang committed suicide by jumping into a well, it would not be as humiliating as tonight's incident.I don't know how many people chewed this matter, laughing their stomachs.

Wu Lang quietly closed his eyes, and stuffed the balls of cloth in his hand into the pillow.

Right now, his only feeling is that he is hungry!

Thinking that the King of Linzi went to the Bilian Garden, he probably won't be able to come back tonight.Wu Lang didn't want to abide by the rules anymore, so he yelled for a few months.After a while, Mingyue didn't come in, but a young guard came in.With her head lowered, she knelt down in front of the door on one knee, and asked, "What are your orders?" His voice was clear, neither enthusiastic nor cold, without overstepping.

Wu Lang didn't care who it was, so he said, "Bring me something to eat." After he finished speaking, he saw the little guard raised his head in surprise, showing a delicate face.

"Why, didn't you hear what I said?"

"Ah, yes, this subordinate will do it now."

Wu Lang raised his eyebrows, the guard looked quite smart, why was he so stupid.She looks good, but she was not incorporated into the harem by the King of Linzi?Weird thing.

Soon, the beautiful guard came back with two trays of food, six dishes and one soup, which was very luxurious.Wu Lang picked up the chopsticks and ate.That speed stunned the beautiful guard standing aside.

After a while, Wu Lang was half full after eating, and then turned to look at the guard, "Sit down and eat together."

The man knelt down again in an instant: "Your subordinates are terrified, how dare you sit with the prince of the palace."

Wu Lang: "Don't kneel all the time, I don't like it."

"Yes." The pretty guard stood up.

"I just ate this meal after being hungry, and you feel embarrassed looking at me."

"Subordinates go out immediately!"

Wu Lang narrowed his eyes, and tapped the porcelain bowl with the chopsticks in his hand: "I say sit down and eat."

"……Yes."

Wu Lang was full after eating and drinking, and finally had the pleasure of flirting with the rigid guard who sat far away from him, with his head so low that he wanted to bury his head in the meal.

Asked what his name was?Where were you born?How old?What relatives do you have at home?What kind of food do you like to eat?Do you have a favorite girl?not yet? !What kind of girl do you like to be your wife, lively, quiet, and virtuous?The little guard's face was on fire and his whole body became stiff when asked.The chopsticks in his hands kept picking up vegetables into the little guard's bowl, the little guard didn't dare to stop eating, and was too busy to answer in time.

The plate became more and more empty, and there was only a little juice left. The little guard covered his stomach and said with difficulty: "Master... this subordinate, this subordinate really can't eat anymore..."

Seeing that he was in a lot of pain, Wu Lang put aside his teasing intentions, got off the chair and sat back on the edge of the bed, and said with a straight face, "I'm full too, so you can back down."

As if he had been pardoned, the little guard packed up the leftovers and left.Wu Lang suddenly called him to stop again.

"Wen Rui, when I get up tomorrow morning, I still want to see you guarding the door."

"...Yes, this subordinate obeys."

Wu Lang smiled secretly, this guy is quite cute, he blush when teased.

It's a pity, it's the one who suffered from kidney failure.