The eighteenth day of the winter month is coming in a blink of an eye.
The king of Meng Zhaoguo got married, and the whole country celebrated it.
The inside and outside of the palace had already been decorated in a festive manner, with red lanterns hung high and red silk frames overwhelming the sky.
The main road in the palace was also covered with bright red carpets, which stretched for dozens of miles outside the palace.
The busy figures of maids and eunuchs can be seen everywhere, shuttling through the various palace corridors, each one of them wearing a red belt and beaming with joy.
The wedding banquet was held in the Lanyue Palace, the largest palace in the palace.
In the huge hall, more than a hundred vermilion nanmu tables were placed in an orderly manner, and each table was decorated with various exquisite refreshments, fruits and flowers and bonsais.
The clock has passed, and the hall is already crowded with guests and people.
The sound of firecrackers outside the hall, the sounds of joy, congratulations, and conversations inside the hall can be heard all the time.
When Leng Qisu and Shiyi arrived, the guests had basically arrived.
After the two of them exchanged greetings with the official in charge of Meng Zhao's reception and handed over gifts, they walked into the hall and sat down at a table closer to the back or to the side.
The maids hurriedly came forward to serve hot tea.
Eleven looked around and said with a smile, "Fourth brother, I heard that the king of Meng Zhaoguo has not had any concubines in his harem for three years since he took the throne. This is his first wedding. Looking at such a grand ceremony, I think this woman holds a very important position in his mind."
Leng Qisu picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said nothing.
Love is like drinking water. How can others know the reason
There are still guests coming in at the door in an endless stream. They are all dressed in rich clothes and behave with dignity. They are either ministers of the DPRK or distinguished guests from other countries.
"It seems that the king of Meng Zhaoguo is very popular, otherwise the surrounding countries would not come all the way to attend his wedding. Fourth brother, do you think so?"
Leng Qisu raised his eyes and glanced at the door, smiling noncommittally.
He was extremely popular, and it was true that this man had sent troops to support them twice to save Nanxuan from danger.
Otherwise, they would not come to attend this wedding today.
For this man, Leng Qisu was grateful.
"It is rumored that this king has been wearing a silver mask and no one has seen his true face. Is it true?"
"Yeah!" Leng Qisu nodded, "Actually, I only met him once."
At that time, they were preparing to overthrow Leng Qiyi. The two met and negotiated some agreements. Meng Zhao lent him a hundred thousand troops, and he ceded ten cities to him. But for some unknown reason, in the end, the troops were borrowed, but Meng Zhao was determined not to take them. Those ten cities.
The next time he borrowed troops was from Feng Xiaochen. Although I don't know what method he used to convince the monarch, after all, Feng Xiaochen also represented Nanxuan.
After all, it was Nanxuan who owed this monarch a favor.
Therefore, he thought that he would personally thank the man this time.
While they were talking, all the guests were seated, and after a loud blast of firecrackers, the wedding officially kicked off.
A ceremonial officer walked to the top of the hall and gave some welcome speeches and explained some procedures of the wedding.
Leng Qisu and Shiben didn't care to listen carefully, and sat at the back. They didn't hear clearly what the person in the hall said. They heard cheers and applause from all around, and then they realized that the bride and groom were going to Entered the palace.
There are two doors in this palace. Although they are one in front and one in the back, they are the same size. Both are luxurious and luxurious, and it is impossible to distinguish the importance of each other.
Several people entered slowly through both doors.
The first thing that caught everyone's attention was the man who entered through the front door surrounded by people.
I saw him wearing a bright red wedding robe and flowing skirts. Although he wore a silver mask on his face, his facial features could not be seen, but his deep phoenix eyes like ink and his slightly raised thin lips, It is still difficult to hide his charming temperament.
He paused at the top of the hall, standing tall, and his calm eyes swept over the people in the hall. He seemed to be at Leng Qisu's table. His eyes paused for a moment, but soon, he moved away and stared at the back door. His eyes instantly softened, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Everyone followed his line of sight, turned around and looked back, and saw a slim woman wearing a bright red scarf and a bright red scarf on her head slowly walking in from the back door with the support of Xi Niang.
The originally noisy hall suddenly became silent, as if you could hear a pin drop on the ground.
Everyone's eyes fell on the slim and graceful woman, following her gentle footsteps, moving forward step by step.
Leng Qisu and Shiyi also turned their heads and looked over.
Perhaps because her sight was blocked by the hippa, the woman walked very slowly, very slowly.
The seat where Leng Qisu was sitting was right next to the passage, and the woman walked past him.
The moment his clothes brushed against each other, his heart suddenly beat wildly for no reason.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at it for a moment.
That figure, that back, that walking posture...
sky!
His breathing was stagnant, and he felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat, surging uncontrollably.
how come
How come he looks so much like her
Is it her
No, he knew it wasn't!
How could she come to marry the king of Meng Zhaoguo
He must have missed her so much that everyone suddenly thought it was her.
He closed his eyes heavily and breathed deeply.
But when he opened his eyes again, he still couldn't help but fixate his eyes on the woman wearing a phoenix robe and gold-threaded jade shoes, and he couldn't move away no matter what.
The more I look at her, the more I think she looks like her!
The more I watch, the faster my heart beats!
how so
How could he regard someone else's bride as his own woman? He was really crazy.
At the other end, under the gaze of everyone, the woman walked all the way to the top of the hall.
Chu Xunmo, the groom's official and Lord of Meng Zhao who was standing there, smiled and stretched out his hand towards her.
Under the guidance of Xi Niang, the woman slowly handed her bare hand to his palm.
Holding hands with their fingers clasped together, the woman called softly, "Brother Chu!"
Just this sentence, just this sentence, immediately made Leng Qisu completely forget to breathe.
It's her, it's her, it's her!
The sound seemed to have penetrated for thousands of years, hitting his heart hard and making him tremble.
So familiar, he will never forget it in this life.
How could I hear it wrong
A sudden excitement took over his heart, and he felt that he had never been more ecstatic than before.
Is it really her
Why is she here
Why do you want to be someone else’s bride
How could she be someone else's bride
Uncontrollably, he stood up suddenly, startling Eleven beside him. He saw his eyes staring directly at the bride above the palace. Although his face was calm, there were waves in his dark eyes. Yiyi was startled, and quickly stretched out his hand to pull the corner of his clothes, and shouted softly, "Fourth brother!"
How could he listen? His mind was filled with that woman. How could he calm down if he didn't figure it out
Brushing away Eleven's hand, he stood up and walked up the hall without even looking at him.
Eleven's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to pull, but he didn't have time, so he had to stand up in a hurry.
However, everyone in the hall was fixated on the pair of beauties at the top of the hall, including Chu Xunmo, who had been gazing affectionately at the woman beside him, and no one noticed his sudden departure.
It wasn't until he walked straight to the woman's side and stood still that everyone came back to their senses in shock and all looked at him without knowing why.
Chu Xunmo was also startled, and his face under the mask changed slightly. In just a moment, he slowly raised the corners of his lips and looked at him with a faint smile, "Your Majesty Nanxuan, is this..."
He didn't finish his words, he just paused there, letting people think about it. Although it was tactful, the reminder was obvious.
Leng Qisu acted as if he hadn't heard her at all, his eyes never leaving the woman for a moment. Suddenly, he raised his arm and with lightning speed, he violently pulled off the red cover on the woman's head.
The thing happened so suddenly, as if in the blink of an eye. Chu Xunmo and Shiyi both stretched out their hands to stop it, but they were a step too late.
The woman's exclamation and the sighs of everyone sounded in the hall at the same time.
Leng Qisu froze there as if he had been struck by lightning, and the hippa in his hand fell to the ground.
Time stops at this moment, and everything is frozen at this moment.
He forgot to move and breathe, and just stared blankly at the woman with a face full of fear. After a long time, he came back to his senses, his eyes full of desolation, "Is it really you?"
He always felt that she was not dead, and he never gave up looking for her.
He always imagined that one day, this woman would suddenly appear in front of him and call his name without any scruples, "Leng Qisu!"
But he never dreamed that they would meet again in such a situation. She was dressed in bright red, which stung his eyes.
"It's really you!"
He murmured again.
The woman looked at him warily, and then at Chu Xunmo beside her.
Chu Xunmo held her hand tightly and pulled her into his arms. She finally calmed down a little. She lowered her eyes and thought for a long time, then smiled brightly at Leng Qisu and said, "Excuse me, can we Have you ever known each other?"
Have you ever known each other
Leng Qisu felt a bump in his heart.
She asked him if he had ever known him.
He shook his head, his painful black eyes full of disbelief. After a moment of silence, the corners of his lips slowly curved with a bitter arc, "I am your husband, and you are my woman. Do you think we have ever known each other?" "
Ah, the whole place was in an uproar.
The smile on the woman's lips tightened even more stiffly, and her eyes were full of confusion and helplessness.
He is her husband
She bumped into his eyes unexpectedly and felt the pain in his eyes. Why did her heart twitch so hard
She thought desperately, searching all the memories in her mind until she had a splitting headache.
No, not a single memory. Not only that, she also felt a little disgust for no reason.
She shook her head, "I don't know what you are talking about, I really don't know you..."
do not know
Her voice was very soft, but every word was like a sharp knife, cutting through Leng Qisu's eardrums.
His feet softened and he took two steps back, looking at her closely with his searching eyes, hoping to find traces of pretense on her face.
But her eyes were pure and clear, without any trace of deliberateness.
Had she really forgotten him
She hated him and he knew it.
She could hit him, scold him, or take revenge on him.
But the most unacceptable is this most cruel way.
She actually forgot about him, so completely that she didn't even hate him.
He lowered his eyes and shook his head, but his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
Only he himself knows, what has kept him going these days
Not only was it the responsibility on his shoulders, but more importantly, he felt that she might still be alive.
Sure enough, she was alive, but she forgot about him.
Suddenly, her drooped eyes lifted up again, falling on her face that she had described countless times in her dreams, "Mo Shuang, let's go back with me."
As he spoke, he reached out to grab her wrist.
He would slowly make her remember, and even if she didn't, they could start over.
At this time, Eleven, who was dazed beside Leng Qisu, also came to his senses, looked at Mo Shuang and murmured, "Sister-in-law Four? Is it really you? Are you not dead?"
Suddenly, the whole hall was in an uproar again.
Chu Xunmo's eyes darkened, he vigorously waved away Leng Qisu's hand, protected the woman in his arms, and said coldly: "You have recognized the wrong person! She is not Mo Shuang, her name is Zizhuo!"
(End of chapter)