The prince and his concubines have a little princess

The moment they held hands together, Zhao Qingzhi's hand trembled subconsciously.

Zhao Qingzhi gritted her teeth lightly, trying her best to restrain the excitement in her heart and the feeling of being lost and found again. When she died in her previous life, she wished she could still stand in front of Jiang Jingqiao, but in the end she died of breathlessness. She can do it all over again, how can her heart not be touched?

Jiang Jingqiao raised his eyebrows and teased in a low voice: "What? Nervous?"

Zhao Qingzhi listened to Jiang Jingqiao's question, thought for a while and replied: "Go back to Your Highness, leave the pavilion and leave home, how can you not be nervous." Zhao Qingzhi felt a thin layer of sweat on her palms when she spoke, nervous and excited, which made her mouth flutter when she spoke: "Your Highness, please pack more bags."

Jiang Jingqiao was taken aback, and looked at Zhao Qingzhi in disbelief.

Zhao Qingzhi bit her lower lip, feeling very annoyed. Please forgive me, why did she say that she has a lot of bags?It's embarrassing.

"Do you want me to hug you before worshiping? Do you want more hugs? Are you too impatient?" Jiang Jingqiao whispered in Zhao Qingzhi's ear, even through the red hijab, Zhao Qingzhi still blushed.

"Your Highness misunderstood...the concubine wanted to say..."

Before Zhao Qingzhi could say anything, Jiang Jingqiao pulled her into his arms. Even though the pull was a bit stronger, Zhao Qingzhi still felt a little bit warmer, and Jiang Jingqiao at least cared about what she felt.

Jiang Jingqiao hugged Zhao Qingzhi, and a scent of fragrance rushed over her face. After calming down a little, she said, "Be more reserved from now on, begging for hugs is a must, and next time, don't play this kind of inferior trick in front of this king." After Jiang Jingqiao finished speaking, she let go of Zhao Qingzhi, and when she turned her head to see the officials from the Ministry of Rites staring at her in disbelief, she couldn't help squinting her eyes.

Seeing this, the little official from the Ministry of Rituals hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to be invisible. He wished he hadn't seen anything. This Prince Jing was too impatient.

"Your Highness, the auspicious time is coming, please enter the palace immediately, His Royal Highness King Jing and Princess Jing." The little official stepped forward and said bravely.

Hearing this, Jiang Jingqiao glanced at the little official, held Zhao Qingzhi's hand, and led Zhao Qingzhi out step by step. The servants of the Zhao family around him had already knelt on the ground.

Zhao Qingzhihong came out of the house with her cheeks flushed. Jiang Jingqiao told her that she desperately wanted to find a hole to get in. She clearly wanted to behave better in front of Jiang Jingqiao, but who knew it would be awkward to speak.

Just when Zhao Qingzhi bit her lower lip and walked to the sedan chair carried by 16 people, the three elder brothers of Zhao's second room stood at the door and bid farewell.

"Congratulations to the princess, I hope that everything will go well in the future, and the blessings will last forever."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Qingzhi turned around to say goodbye to her brothers, but according to royal etiquette, she could no longer turn around and talk at the gate of her mother's house after leaving the Zhao residence, so she had to stop slightly, then bent down and got into the sedan chair.

Seeing that Zhao Qingzhi was sitting firmly, Jiang Jingqiao ordered the palace servants to put down the sedan chair curtain, and walked to the front of the carriage, looked back at the Zhao family brothers, thought for a while, raised his hand in a respectful salute, and then stepped on the stool got in the car.

Seeing this, the officials of the Ministry of Rites shouted: "Get up the sedan chair!!!"

The three brothers of the Zhao family knelt and watched the welcoming procession leave.

Zhao Ninglang's eyes turned red: "Brother, do you think little sister can be happy?"

Zhao Ningbo withdrew his gaze and shook his head: "I don't know, we have to work hard. As long as the natal family has weight in the court, King Jing will give some favors. The tribute list will come out tomorrow. If we are lucky enough to win, you and I will have to do something for you." The imperial examination has already been prepared."

The welcoming team circled around the imperial city, playing drums and music all the way to the imperial palace.When we arrived at the gate of the palace, the Zhenghua Gate was already wide open. According to the ancestral system, when the emperor got married, the empress walked through the gate of Zhenghua Gate, and the prince and concubine walked through the left gate of Zhenghua Gate when they got married.

The palace people on both sides of the Zhenghua Gate knelt on their knees and lowered their heads. They stood up slowly after the cars and sedan chairs passed by, and followed the team into the Zhenghua Gate.

The chariot and the sedan chair finally stopped in front of the Ganshe Hall. The Queen had already brought the palace people to wait in front of the hall. Jiang Jingqiao got out of the car first, and when Zhao Qingzhi was helped out of the sedan chair by her mother and walked to her side, she led Zhao Qingzhi hands, step by step up the steps in front of the Ganshe Hall.

When they arrived in front of the hall, Jiang Jingqiao lightly helped Zhao Qingzhi to stand still in front of the queen, and Jiang Jingqiao bowed his head to the queen.

The queen heard the gun salute in front of her, and Fang slowly said: "His Royal Highness Prince Jing and the daughter of the Zhao family are married by nature, and they are married by destiny. According to the Queen Mother and Your Majesty's will, the Zhao family is registered as Princess Jing, of the same grade, and is registered as the ancestral temple. Nine Hui and Four Phoenix Crowns are awarded in front of the Qianshe Hall."

After the queen finished speaking, some palace servants walked up to Zhao Qingzhi holding the phoenix crown that belonged to the concubine, knelt down on the ground, and raised the phoenix crown above their heads, and another mother knelt with both hands to present Jiang Jingqiao with the wishful stick.

Jiang Jingqiao took the wishful stick and raised the hijab on Zhao Qingzhi's head, and was taken aback when she saw Zhao Qingzhi's shy expression. The blushing and shy look really made her look crazy, this is what a married couple should look like Ah, it's not like the previous life where there was a lot of hatred and bitterness.

Zhao Qingzhi was picked to cover her head, and for some reason, she was always embarrassed to look up at Jiang Jingqiao.Just as she summoned up the courage to slowly raise her eyes, she heard the palace man announce that she had knelt down to accept the canonization, so she couldn't help lowering her eyes and gently lifted her auspicious clothes, and knelt down slowly.

The queen stepped forward, picked up the nine-feathered four-phoenix crown with jade hands, and placed it on Zhao Qingzhi's head, then took the gold-plated and silver seal from the palace behind her, and handed it to Zhao Qingzhi with both hands: "Princess Jing, happy wedding."

"Thank you, empress." Zhao Qingzhi kowtowed slowly while bearing the weight of the phoenix crown.

At this moment, at the corner of the Ganshe Hall, Xu Ning'er hid behind the hall with the palace maid and watched secretly.

"Your Majesty, let's go. Concubine Jing is accepted. It is not appropriate for concubines to be present. If they are seen by others, they may cause trouble."

Xu Ning'er took a deep look at Jiang Jingqiao after hearing the words, no matter how close she was when she was a child, she is now thousands of miles away.

"Today is her big wedding day. I want to see more about her appearance in auspicious clothes." Xu Ning'er said leisurely, not calling herself Bengong, but me. At this moment, the state of mind is probably as long as other You can only understand it by yourself. After watching for a long time, Xu Ning'er slowly turned and left, with a deserted and slumped back.

After the ceremony, the empress helped Zhao Qingzhi up with a smile, looked at Jiang Jingqiao and Zhao Qingzhi, and said with a smile: "According to the ancestral system, please ask King Jing and Princess Jing to change the crowns and go to the Hall of Honor to worship the ancestors." The empress said. Looking at the maid at the side, the little maid hastily stepped forward holding a black gown.

Jiang Jingqiao, Zhao Qingzhi and Piandian changed their auspicious clothes and put on the black crown with white embroidered patterns. Jiang Jingqiao had white pythons embroidered on the front and back, while Zhao Qingzhi had a white phoenix on the front.

The two left the side hall one after the other, got into a palanquin carried by eight people, and went all the way to Fengxian Hall.

There are many etiquettes in worshiping ancestors, even Jiang Jingqiao is the most unruly person, and he has to follow the chants of the Ministry of Rites when he arrives at the ancestor's spiritual throne.

From one su, one kneeling and three kowtows to six sues, three kneeling and nine kowtows, after the worship, it was already past noon, and both of them were sweating profusely after the worship, especially Zhao Qingzhi, who was wearing a heavy phoenix crown, with physical strength and previous life Generally a little bit weak, Jiang Jingqiao glanced sideways and caught a glimpse of Zhao Qingzhi pinching his neck when he got up, knowing that his neck was starting to turn sour, he couldn't help but feel pity.

"Please King Jing and Princess Jing come out of the palace."

Hearing the words, Jiang Jingqiao strode out, followed by Zhao Qingzhi, who almost stumbled when he stepped out of the threshold, but fortunately Jiang Jingqiao caught him in time.

Zhao Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she didn't make a fool of herself in the palace.

"Thank you, my lord." Zhao Qingzhi thanked him softly.

Jiang Jingqiao glanced at the heavy phoenix crown, hummed, stepped out of the Fengxian Hall, glanced at the officials of the Ministry of Rites who were serving at the side, and said: "My king's feet are sore, tell the front to prepare to go back home."

The official from the Ministry of Rites hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness, according to the ancestral system, His Highness and the princess need to go to the front hall to accept the worship of officials and wives."

"Forget it, let them go to the palace to pay respects tomorrow evening." Jiang Jingqiao said and turned to look at Lan Ke next to Zhao Qingzhi, "Serving the princess, go to the Ganshe side hall to change auspicious clothes, and prepare to return to the residence."

"Here." Lan Ke hurriedly supported Zhao Qingzhi down the steps in front of Fengxian Hall.

Zhao Qingzhi turned her head to look at Jiang Jingqiao, then walked down the steps slowly, and after getting on the sedan chair, she touched her neck lightly, probably tomorrow would be as sore and unbearable as the day after her big wedding in her previous life.

"Your Highness, this is not in line with the ancestral system." The official of the Ministry of Rituals panicked, "The prince's wedding must first be subject to the court of all officials, and to follow the ancient rituals, you can only return to the mansion at dusk. Officials also need to be present to watch the ceremony, so how can we go to pay homage tomorrow evening?"

Jiang Jingqiao put her hands behind her back, she could follow the arrangements to pay respects to the ancestors, but the rest of the red tape after the sacrifices was dispensable, there was really no need to suffer.

"Then it's a compromise. The king and the concubine go back to the mansion first. When the majesty and the queen mother arrive at dusk, the king will salute again. All civil and military officials can come with your majesty." Down the steps.

"Your Highness, absolutely not, I can't explain to His Majesty, Your Highness..." The officials of the Ministry of Rites followed closely behind, soundly persuading.

"The ancestor worship has been completed, the rest of the imperial brothers will not be too harsh, you go and return to your command." After Jiang Jingqiao said, he ordered the palace servants to carry the sedan chair.

After Jiang Jingqiao went to the Ganshe side hall to change into the auspicious clothes, he got into the chariot and ordered the welcoming team to leave the palace.

In the sedan chair carried by 16 people, Zhao Qingzhi took off the phoenix crown, rubbed her neck, and gently opened a gap in the sedan chair curtain, only Jiang Jingqiao could be seen from the back. She shouldn't be self-indulgent, right?Zhao Qingzhi hooked the corners of her mouth and closed the curtain.

The officials of the Ministry of Rituals sweated profusely, and hurriedly found the chief executive and asked to see Emperor Zhengde. As soon as they heard the announcement, they hurried into the imperial study and knelt down when they saw Emperor Zhengde.

"Your Majesty, I have owed the Emperor's favor, and I really can't stop His Royal Highness King Jing."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhengde put down the notebook and asked, "Did King Jing get into trouble again on the day of great joy?"

"Return to Your Majesty, King Jing has left the palace and returned to the mansion."

Emperor Zhengde stood up when he heard the words: "Have you been to Fengxian Hall?"

"Return to Your Majesty, the worship in the Fengxian Hall has been completed, but His Royal Highness Prince Jing has not yet been worshiped by all the officials."

Emperor Zhengde felt relieved when he heard the words: "It is very rare for King Jing to worship her ancestors in an orderly manner. Today is her day of great joy. Let her go. Hurry up and go to Prince Jing's mansion now, otherwise the ceremony for Princess Jing to enter the palace will be very difficult for Prince Jing." It can all be saved.”

The officials of the Ministry of Rites were so frightened that they kowtowed and left in a hurry.

The welcoming team soon arrived at the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion, the main gate had already been opened, Jiang Jingqiao got out of the carriage and strode in, while Zhao Qingzhi was carried all the way to the front hall.

"Princess, please get off the sedan chair." Lan Ke opened the curtain and said respectfully.

Zhao Qingzhi slowly stretched out her hand, and was supported by Lan Ke to get off the sedan chair. Seeing that there was no Jiang Jingqiao around, she couldn't help but feel tighter. According to the rules, she, the concubine, should be led to the wedding hall by Prince Jing himself. This person is gone, yes Want her to lick her face and go by herself? ? ?