Drunken Exquisiteness

Chapter 75: Falling flowers and flowing water between two hearts

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The Shao music is melodious, and the zither sings together. The officiant official announced the end of the ceremony, and invited the prince and concubine to enter the inner hall. Qing Chen walked forward with the bright red silk in his hand, and suddenly a notification came from afar: His Royal Highness Zhan Wang is here!

After only a pause, a gentle voice approached from far away, and immediately came to the main hall: "Fourth brother is very happy today, why don't you invite us to see the beautiful face of the bride?" The music adds to the excitement in front of the hall.

Qing Chen's heart was a little nervous, Huai Luan for disaster relief, connected to the catalpa and Xingjiang rivers to control the spring floods, Ye Tianzhan was ordered to monitor, the emperor of heaven did not order him to return to the imperial capital, how could he come at this time? Before anyone can think about it clearly, the royal family and nobles who have close contacts on weekdays have already responded from all over, clamoring to see the new princess.

Ye Tianling's cold eyes moved towards the crowd, Qing Chen felt him turn around, put his hands on his waist and paused slightly. She frowned, and a light smile appeared on her soft lips, and the thin beaded curtain in front of her was lightly lifted, that smile fell on everyone's eyes like the light of Qiong Yu's sky.

The hustle and bustle in the main hall was completely silent, Qing Chen raised his eyes generously, and the two traces of autumn water glistened, reflecting the charming and bright phoenix coronet and xiapei, with gentleness in his calmness and gracefulness in his reservedness, like a graceful orchid, graceful and graceful The elegance is so captivating.

But the clear water eyes fell on only one person, and Ye Tianling looked at her with a faint smile on his thin lips.

Staring at each other, I don't know that there is another person in front of me who is crazy to the bone.

Going back to Beijing against the decree was just for this one glance, Ye Tianzhan fixedly looked at the person in Qingcai Jiaohong.

Nine phoenix crowns, full of pearls and jade, half-hidden in front of her watery face, like a deep dream separated by mountains. The intricate patterns on Zhai's wide-sleeved clothes are eye-catching and beautiful, like an elegant red cloud, but it turns into a sharp sword, which instantly sinks into the heart.

The gentle smile on his face concealed the pain in his heart, he poured the wine with his hand, raised his glass with a forced smile and said: "I came in a hurry and didn't prepare a congratulatory gift, so I respect... a glass of wine to you..."

With a cup of wedding wine, the cuts continue to be chaotic.

Qing Chen looked at the golden cup that Ye Tianzhan handed over, raised his eyes slightly, and the familiar yet unfamiliar face was reflected in the clarity.

One day, you will treat me as me.

Once upon a time, the past has long been forgotten.

Correcting mistakes, love and hate, a dream of prosperity, sober up tonight. Those pair of handsome eyes were imprinted in my heart from then on, engraved in this life.

She didn't want to and couldn't refuse this glass of wine, and Luan Hong, who was hanging quietly, moved her wide sleeves slightly, and wanted to take it.

Suddenly a hand stretched out from her side to take the wine glass before her: "Thank you, seventh brother, Qing Chen is not good at drinking, so let me take this glass for her." Ye Tianling said lightly, raised his head to drink the wine, and poured it into the glass. one light.

Ye Tianzhan looked deeply, with complex, forbearable, unwillingness, and pain under his smile, all kinds of expressions combined into the bitter wine in the cup. When he raised his head and covered it with his wide sleeves, he choked his throat with the spicy wine and suppressed it back to the bottom of his heart.

Wine enters the heart of sorrow, deep heartburn pain.

Among the relatives and nobles, Ye Tianming looked at the few people with great interest, a bewitching sneer suddenly appeared on his face, his slender eyes were lightly raised, and he also raised his glass and said: "On the day of great joy, why don't we respect the fourth sister-in-law too?" A cup?" The brothers made a scene at the wedding hall, which is not uncommon when saluting, even if the royal rules are strict, it is unavoidable. Some of the younger members of the royal family followed suit, raising their glasses before the case.

Ye Tianling's eyes were deep, and a cold expression flashed across him. On the eleventh morning, he felt that the atmosphere was delicate, so he tried to stop it. But Ye Tianzhan raised his eyebrows, turned around and smiled, raised his arms to embrace Ye Tianming, and blocked the people in front of him, with a hint of drunkenness in his handsome smile: "It's better for us brothers to have a few drinks first, don't miss it It’s auspicious time for the newcomer, it’s not too late to pay respects to fourth brother! Ninth brother, do you think so?”

His handsome eyes were slightly sharp, and he and Ye Tianming looked at each other silently in the cold, still the graceful and elegant King Zhan. Qing Chen quietly looked at Ye Tianzhan, watching him protect him as always, his heart was agitated.

Ye Tianming's eyes flashed with charm, and he smiled meaningfully: "What Brother Seven said is also reasonable." Turning around, he held a glass to Qing Chen, but didn't bother him any further.

The officiant of the wedding ceremony was afraid that these princes would make a big mess and it would be difficult to deal with it, so he hurriedly shouted: "Enter the bridal chamber!"

The bead curtain fell lightly, covering Qing Chen's beauty again, but Ye Tianling retracted the red silk slightly, held her hand and walked towards the new house. Qing Chen knew that he was afraid of his displeasure, so a trace of tenderness lingered quietly, warming his heart.

The dragon and phoenix candles are shining brightly, and the room is full of brilliance.

Entering the inner hall, a few maids came forward with gold plates, and accompanied by auspicious words, scattered five-color flowers and fruits into the phoenix tent. Red dates, chestnuts, longan, lotus seeds, and peanuts were rolled in circles, hiding in the every corner.

After the bed was laid, the female deacon invited the prince and concubine to sit together at the jade case, and tied the corners of their clothes tightly together. The purple jade plate held the Ruyi scale, and Ye Tianling reached out to take it, gently lifted the bead curtain, and put it back on the plate.

Madam Bai looked at the new concubine and gave a soft compliment. With red makeup and pink makeup, and only the hidden bookish atmosphere around her, indifferent but quiet, pure and noble, it is impossible to describe her beauty. Then look at his own prince, with bright eyes and starry eyes, a handsome and handsome body that makes people look up to, and a bit of rare tenderness added under this red candle, this is really a match made in heaven.

Even though he has seen it thousands of times, Ye Tianling is still drunk at that moment of raising his eyes.

The slight movement of the red candle seemed to bring out the radiant beauty, far away like the floating light in the past of the old dream, turning into a wisp of fragrance and covering his heart.

The splendor of the gold hairpin and phoenix crown is not as gorgeous as those eyes, like autumn water, light waves, and clear moon, with a little gentleness and shyness in the sparkling light, looking at him from under the long eyelashes like feathers. Extremely quiet, extremely light, it seems to be rippling away at the touch of a touch, but the cleverness slightly hidden behind the clear light of the water just like this, arouses deep ripples in the heart, and the rippling people's hearts are shocked.

The deacon's female official knelt down to the side with the golden plate in her hand, and Ye Tianling took the pair of carved sapphire cups with a smile.

Wet and wet Chupu, both carved and cut. Yuye Qiongjiang, Jun Qi Guangle.

The ice-patterned jade cups are made of concentric knots, slender as strands, but firmly pulled together by the silks. They straddle the mountains and rivers for thousands of generations, and form a lingering connection of branches and leaves in front of the red curtain.

Qing Chen quietly looked at Ye Tianling, a bright and dazzling smile rippled under his gaze, reflected in the wine that was light red as mellow. The red lips are slightly pursed, and the wine is in the mouth. It is the oath of me in you, an agreement to share joys and sorrows, bitter and sweet, lingering.

Before the wine touches his lips, Ye Tianling is slightly drunk, Ye Tianling only feels a cool and sweet fragrance with rouge directly moistening his lungs, and he is so intoxicated after thousands of turns, he can't help but gently raise his hand and drop Qing Chen on the temples Qingsi rolled up.

The female officer knelt down and begged for two strands of hair, and tied them with multicolored silk to form a wishful concentric heart, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Prince Ling and Concubine Ling, they are married and happy for a hundred years!"

Mrs. Bai brought a few maids and Baguio and others to congratulate her: "Congratulations, my lord and my concubine!" While speaking, seeing Yan Xi poking his head outside the screen wall, he said with a smile, "Oh, I can't wait to invite you here!"

Ye Tianling sighed slightly, stood up, but never took his eyes off Qing Chen, feeling that she was so preoccupied with her, bowed his head and said softly, "I'll come as soon as I go."

Qing Chen knew that there was a banquet outside and how many people were waiting for him, so he smiled softly, and told him earnestly, "Don't let them drink."

The short number aroused great tenderness, gushing out like the rising sun. Ye Tianling almost wanted to laugh heartily, and looked back at her deeply before heading to the front hall.