Master is a white moonlight

Both of them rested late last night, played chess for nearly half the night, and only went to bed after the game.

The next day, when Leng Yijuan woke up, it was already past time, and the person next to her pillow had long since disappeared.After washing up and eating breakfast, the people from the Ministry of Rites came.

"His Royal Highness, Jin An." Zhang Shangshu, dressed in indigo court attire, stood respectfully at the entrance of Shaohua Hall, bowing his head.

"His Royal Highness, Jin An!"

There were a group of palace servants standing behind them, and everyone followed suit and bowed in salute, saying in unison.

The maidservants were all dressed in peach-colored palace attire, and they stood side by side in a row of three, a total of three rows.

Each row of maidservants held a set of folded wedding clothes in their hands, and each of them lowered their heads.A cautious look, for fear of making mistakes.

Biyu and Cuizhu stood in front of the group of maidservants, and they jointly carried a large agarwood box.

"Get up!" Leng Yijiao stood at the door of the bedroom in a bright yellow robe, raised his hand to everyone, and said softly.

"Here." Zhang Shangshu said respectfully, and then straightened up.

"Your Highness, your wedding dress is ready." Zhang Shangshu said respectfully, pointing sideways to the wedding dress in the hands of the maidservants.

"Thank you, Zhang Shangshu." Leng Yizhen said softly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"His Royal Highness, the princess, offended the humble minister, and this is a matter of the minister's duty." Zhang Shangshu bowed again and said humbly.

"Who is this?" Leng Yijiao looked at the crowd, only then did he notice that there was a female officer standing behind Zhang Shangshu.

Like Zhang Shangshu, the female official was dressed in an indigo court dress, her long hair was neatly tied in an official hat, and she stood in the crowd in an orderly manner.

"Back to Your Royal Highness, this is Chief Li of the Ministry of Rituals. She is solely responsible for Her Royal Highness's wedding clothes." Zhang Shangshu replied respectfully.

"His Royal Highness, Jin An." Principal Li stood up from the crowd, stepped forward and bowed to salute.

"You don't need to be too polite, get up!" Leng Yijiao raised his hand to Mr. Li with a smile on his lips.

The wedding clothes are luxurious and heavy, and they are divided into nine floors.Without the help of the maids in the palace, Leng Yizhen would not know how to dress at all.

An hour later, Leng Yijiao finally finished trying on three sets of wedding clothes.

Each set of wedding clothes is strictly customized according to Leng Yijiao's size, and every stitch and thread is sewed by the most exquisite embroiderers in the palace, so there is nothing inappropriate.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror, Leng Yizhen, dressed in a red wedding dress, dragged the hem of her long robe to the ground, and the hem of the wedding dress was five feet long.

A phoenix drawn with gold thread jumped on the hem of the wedding dress. The phoenix was embroidered vividly and vividly, as if it would spread its wings and leap from the wedding dress in the next second.

The neckline and wide sleeves of the wedding dress are embroidered with golden auspicious cloud patterns, and a belt of the same color is tied around the waist. The belt is also woven with golden embroidery thread to form auspicious cloud patterns.

"Your Highness...you are so beautiful!" Standing behind Leng Yijiao, Cuizhu couldn't help praising Princess Fengyi, who stared at Princess Fengyi in a bright red dress with widened dark eyes.

"You are the only one with a sweet mouth." Leng Yizhen also looked at himself in the mirror, with a slight blush on his cheeks, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Your Highness, let's try this phoenix crown." Director Zhang bowed to Princess Feng Yi and said respectfully.

Zhu Hua and Biyu held a phoenix crown together, stood behind Mr. Zhang, and bowed slightly to salute.

Hearing the sound, Leng Yizhen turned sideways, and his eyes fell directly on the phoenix crowns in the hands of the two of them.

For a moment, he couldn't look away.

The entire phoenix crown is made of pure gold, luxurious and solemn.The front of the crown is decorated with a golden phoenix spreading its wings, and the top of the crown is decorated with three golden dragons. The left and right two golden dragons each hold rare pearls in their mouths, and each has a row of gold foil beads and tassels hanging from them.

Leng Yizhen stepped forward slowly, stretched out his right hand, and lightly touched the phoenix crown with his fingertips.

Suddenly, a clear picture flashed in my brain and the voice of the conversation still lingered in my ears.

"Xiao'er, the country of Ji is now in my master's pocket."

"Shen Han, let me go!"

"With this country as an employment, is Jian'er satisfied?"

"Shen Han, I hate you!"

"Wufang, I like you as a teacher."

"Shen Han, don't forget that you and I have an utter hatred!"

"How do you like this phoenix crown? When you and I get married, the teacher will put on the phoenix crown for you personally."

"Want me to marry you, unless I die!"

"........"

The headache that I hadn't had for a long time suddenly broke out again, and the piercing throbbing pain hit, and the pain was so painful that Leng Yizhen's eyes were instantly red, and the thick eyelashes were covered with crystal tears.

"Ugh...it hurts...the head hurts..." Leng Yizhen covered his head with both hands, and couldn't help moaning in pain.

Chief Zhang was so frightened that he was at a loss and froze on the spot.Her Royal Highness was fine just now, why did she suddenly...

Biyu tried her best to keep calm, and hurriedly called Cuizhu who was beside her, and the two worked together to help Princess Fengyi onto the bed and lie down.

"Quick! Go get Doctor Zhang!" Zhu Hua stood on the spot, turned his head and shouted at the little palace maid beside him, full of anxiety.

"I...I will go too!" Chief Zhang led the maid, and the two of them hurried out of Shaohua Palace.

Leng Yizhen curled up on the big bed, his face became paler, and his forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat.

It was as if a silver needle had been pierced into the brain, and the pain was so painful that Leng Yizhen was dying, and crystal tears rolled down the corners of his eyes.

Familiar pictures kept flashing in my mind, and every picture seemed familiar.

Memories gushed out like a flood bursting in an instant, breaking open the floodgate of Leng Yizhen's long-preserved memory.

"Pfft!" Leng Yizhen suddenly felt a strong smell of blood overflowing from his throat, and clutched his chest tightly with his right hand, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The bright red blood splashed in all directions and dripped on the big red wedding dress one after another, which was shocking.

"Cuizhu! Hurry up!" Biyu was frightened for a long time before she came back to her senses, and shouted at Cuizhu beside her, "Hurry up and fetch the water-soaked silk!"

........

As soon as the morning court was over, Xuan Qiao walked straight towards the Shaohua Palace, and happened to meet Zhang Shangshu who had just delivered the wedding clothes and phoenix crown on the way.

"High Priest, Wan An." Zhang Shangshu hurriedly stopped, bowed to the high priest, and said respectfully.

Xuan Loi stood on the spot in a crescent-white court dress, her black hair tied in a white jade crown.Twelve eyes fell in front of his eyes, covering the mole of tears at the end of his eyes.

"Get up." Xuan Qiao raised her hand to Zhang Shangshu and said majesticly.

"Here." Zhang Shangshu got the order, and then straightened up.

"Can the princess' wedding dress be delivered?"

"Reporting to the high priest, the three sets of wedding dresses of Her Royal Highness have been sent to the princess' bedroom."

"Ah, very good."

"High Priest, your wedding dress..."

"Send someone to the priest's dormitory."

"Here."

"Okay, let's go down."

"Here, I will leave."

Not long after Zhang Shangshu left, Xuan Mou raised her eyes and saw Imperial Physician Zhang and Director Li hurrying not far away, they were walking towards Shaohua Palace.

Xuan Loving raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, and walked towards the two of them.

"My minister...know the High Priest!" Doctor Zhang walked in a hurry, and almost bumped into the oncoming High Priest, and was so frightened that he knelt down on his knees, "High Priest, Wan'an."

"High Priest, Wan An!" Director Zhang also knelt down on his knees, shaking like chaff.

"Why are you two walking in such a hurry?" Xuan Qiao looked at the two with disdainful eyes, frowned and asked sharply, "It's the princess, what happened to her?"

"Go back to the high priest." Doctor Zhang still knelt on the ground, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "His Royal Highness suddenly has a headache, my minister..."

When Xuan Loi heard this, she flicked her long sleeves violently.Completely ignoring the two people behind him, he rushed towards the Shaohua Palace with big strides.

In the Hall of Shaohua, Leng Yizhen, dressed in a bright red wedding dress, lay flat on the big agarwood bed, sleeping peacefully.

The long light brown hair was scattered between the pillows, and the already white face became paler at this moment.Thick and slender eyelashes hang down on the eyelids, the eye feathers tremble slightly, and the beautiful eyebrows are slightly furrowed from time to time.

Kneeling in front of the bed were a group of palace maids who usually served Princess Feng Yi, all of them knelt on their knees, lowered their heads and dared not make a sound.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Biyu took the snow-white silk from Cuizhu, and carefully wiped the thin beads of sweat from Leng Yiluo's forehead.

"Sister Biyu, Her Royal Highness was fine just now." Cui Zhu said worriedly, "Why did you suddenly..."

Cuizhu was quite frightened, although it was not the first time she saw Her Royal Highness suffer from a headache.But this time it was obviously different from usual, Her Royal Highness actually vomited blood!

"I don't know too well." Biyu pinched the silk handkerchief with her fingers, her fingertips trembling slightly, and whispered back.

Zhu Hua had been standing at the door of the sleeping hall, anxiously looking out of the main hall, looking for the figure of Imperial Physician Zhang.

From time to time, he paced back and forth, so anxious that tears rolled down his face.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall.Zhu Hua looked up, and was so frightened that he hurriedly bent down to salute.

"High Priest, Wanan!" Zhu Hua knelt down on his knees with a "plop", choked with sobs.

Xuan Qiao ignored it, strode directly across the threshold, and walked quickly towards the big agarwood bed.

"High Priest, Wan An!" Hearing this, Bi Yu hurriedly put away the silk in her hand, and led a group of palace servants to kneel down and salute.

"Let's all go down." Xuan Qiao stood at the head of the bed, her gaze fell directly on Leng Yiluo who was on the bed, and gently waved her wide sleeves at the maidservant beside her.

"Jasper." Xuan Qiao said coldly, "Go and fetch the silver needle of this priest."

"Here." Biyu was called to her name, she quickly stood up from the ground, bowed her head and stepped back.

After everyone left, Xuan Qiu sat on the edge of the bed.Holding Leng Yijiao's hands tightly in the palm of his hand, interlocking his fingers.

"Xian'er, as a teacher, I will definitely not let you have trouble." Xuan Qian quietly looked at Leng Yiluo on the bed with a pair of moist eyes, and said firmly, "She Shen Han can save you, and she can also save you as a teacher. "