The red immediately dazzles everyone's eyes. The dress itself has concise yet exquisite and smooth lines, elegant and noble mermaid design, and a deep V tie at the front and back. , making the bright red color more compelling, gemstones are placed in all the turning decorations, but they are not common pearls or emeralds, but all finger-sized obsidian, and the flowing obsidian is like countless pairs of brilliant colors. His eyes flickered in a bright fiery red.
Such a beauty, such a concise yet luxurious look, the black and red Zhuang Ningzhong is so charming and gorgeous, it is so stunning that everyone in the room gasps, this is just a piece of clothing, if it is What kind of unparalleled style should a peerless beauty wear
Meng Fuyao's eyes brightened, and he praised: "Good! I used suet jade in my original design, but now it seems that obsidian is more dignified and outstanding! Who changed it? What a wonderful idea!"
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled without saying a word, looking at the gown, imagining how she would look in that gown, thinking about such beauty, wouldn't it be better not to share it with others
This dress was designed by Fuyao himself, and this obsidian was modified by him himself. His Fuyao should have used the best things in the world.
Meng Fuyao caressed the gown and admired it, said with a smile: "If it were placed in the place where I stayed before, this gown would be very suitable for a wedding..."
She stopped suddenly in the middle of her speech, and her hand on the dress did not move.
After a while she turned around and looked at Changsun Wuji, who raised an eyebrow at her with a smile.
Meng Fuyao took another look at the dress, took a breath, leaned on the table with his hands folded on his chest, and stared at his eldest grandson Wuji.
"Say, what kind of dress is this?"
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled innocently, and answered straightforwardly: "Wedding dress."
Raising his eyebrows, Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth: "Did I promise?"
"I asked you once, are you sure you want this kind of dress?" Changsun Wuji fed Altman mung bean cake, "Your answer is yes."
"But you didn't say it was a wedding dress!" Meng Fuyao shouted.
"I didn't say no." His Majesty smiled softly, but in Meng Fuyao's eyes, he looked treacherous, "Look, when you saw the dress just now, you thought it was a wedding dress, which shows that you clearly knew what was going on, and you were just pretending to go along with the flow." I don't know."
He raised one eyebrow, and smiled at Meng Fuyao, with the meaning of "Actually, I know you really want to marry, but I'm taking care of your face and making you hypocritical".
Meng Fuyao got angry and lifted the table.
"I didn't agree to get married!"
The eldest grandson Wuji turned around to feed the queer water. This kid doesn't like snacks and prefers to drink water at a moderate temperature. His Majesty waited on the prince earnestly, and left a sentence leisurely.
"You agreed."
"When will I promise..." Meng Fuyao suddenly bit his own tongue.
In front of him, Changsun Wuji suddenly spread out his palm, a flat piece of paper in his palm, and impressively signed a letter of credence in her name with the seal of Queen Dawan.
Meng Fuyao grabbed it over and hurriedly read it, his face collapsed.
It is impressive that in the name of Changsun Wuji and her, they jointly signed and sealed the imperial edict for the establishment of the Kingdom!
A long etiquette note and a list of invited guests are also attached at the back. All the ceremonial schedules that should be prepared for the emperor's wedding ceremony have been signed by her.
There is also a document from the eldest grandson Wuji announcing her release to the palace, and her old name is also impressively written on it.
Meng Fuyao's face turned blue, white, and red again, the colors are so wonderful.
Even if she is a pig, at this time she also understands that Changsun Wuji is playing tricks such as Mingxiu's plank road, secretly crossing Chencang's salary, cheating the sky, beautiful men's tricks and other tricks. Thinking of the private seal she signed on the pile of books because of her impatience, Meng Fuyao thought Get mad—this fox knows that she has no patience, and deliberately mixed the key thing in that pile of things, and now she can't go back and vent her anger. Who is she to blame? At that time, the minister of the Ministry of Rites deliberately took out the booklet for her to review, but she interrupted it impatiently!
As for the man who was sent back to the palace, Meng Fuyao couldn't laugh or cry. He also told the world about this shitty thing. Changsun Wuji told the world clearly that she, Meng Fuyao, disbanded her husband's harem. The women are all gone, why don't you marry yourself? Can you make sense of you
It has been widely advertised to such an extent, and her own seal proves that if she ever repents, her eldest grandson Wuji's face will be ruined in this life.
Vicious drop man!
Meng Fuyao gritted her teeth.
Knowing that she can't do it to make him a laughing stock in front of the world, knowing that she doesn't care about her name but cares about his reputation, this is putting her to death and rebirth.
The eldest grandson Wuji lay lazily in his arms holding the three babies, not worried about someone's blue-faced fangs at all.
He knew her very well, the blue face and long fangs looked scary, it was just a moment of thunder and lightning, and then naturally calm.
Fuyao is the best at this point, trustworthy and generous, as long as she admits to something, no matter what the reason is, she will be responsible to the end. Now that she understands that the grand ceremony has been announced to the world, naturally she will not quarrel again.
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled lazily, and fed his children a little pear juice, thinking with a smile.
How can I secretly marry you
How can you work hard all the way, but not reward yourself in the end
I want you to be my most beautiful queen, in the center of all people, in front of the world, tell the wind and the sea, all the countries of the five continents, you are willing to belong to me.
... Don't forget those emperors, all of them were ruthless and refused to become a queen!
After a long while, Meng Fuyao finally calmed down, rubbed his nose, blinked his eyes, trying to recover.
"Well, actually, it doesn't have to be that complicated, right? I allow you to get up tonight and carry the quilt to my bedroom, isn't it okay?"
The eldest grandson Wuji smiled and said without opinion: "Okay, you know, I have always respected your opinion the most."
Meng Fuyao glanced at him, and immediately ordered the court ladies and eunuchs to bring another whole bed for His Majesty. His Majesty looked at her with a smile, and waited for the bed to be moved before he said slowly: "Since I have a special status, every move is related to the world, and it is not necessary to move the bed." It's time to be hasty, I mean, the grand ceremony can be done without it, and when the state guests come, we will hold a bed-moving ceremony, announce it to the world, and invite the royal family of Wuzhou to watch the ceremony. Go to your bedchamber."
"..."
What is real viciousness? This is.
Meng Fuyao imagining the scene of His Majesty the Emperor carrying the quilt to his bedroom under the witness of the royal family of the Wuzhou Continent, and realized that if this tragic scene really happened, he would never have to see anyone again in his life.
She believed that the mighty His Majesty really wouldn't mind putting the quilt on her bed under the eyes of everyone.
Meng Fuyao looked at the sky for a long time, and said with deep sorrow: "I just made a difficult decision, between living together illegally with the bed and publicly declaring the marriage of a son to the world, I decided to choose the latter..."
The eldest grandson Wuji showed a smile of "wife is the best".
So, in the state of Queen Meng's resentment and dissatisfaction, the final arrangements began. In fact, all matters had already been taken care of, because Meng Fuyao's status was awesome, and the ceremony was as grand as possible. After painstakingly searching through the royal wedding festivals of the past dynasties, the standards of all kinds of acceptance ceremonies, grand levy ceremonies, imperial edict ceremonies, and celebration banquets are higher than those of the queens of all dynasties. Even so, the officials of the Ministry of Rituals were also hesitant when it came to the edict issuance ceremony. It has been debated for a long time, envoys need to be dispatched to the queen's mansion to make the canonization of the imperial edict, and Meng Fuyao's mansion is the dragon bed of the eldest grandson Wuji, how to promulgate the law? Is it going to Dawan to award? However, Dawan was not a vassal state of Wuji, and Meng Fuyao was completely equal to his eldest grandson Wuji in terms of status, so there was no need to accept his edict. In the end, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites had no choice but to hand over the ceremony to Meng Fuyao for decision.
The old minister and the servant of the courtesy department were sent to deal with Queen Meng again. When Queen Meng saw that guy from outside the second door, she immediately smiled unkindly, so that the servant outside the second door shuddered suddenly, and looked at the sky suspiciously: "The weather is so good, why do you suddenly feel cold..."
The long list of ceremonies was directly dragged from the desk to the ground, Meng Fuyao sat still, and before the maid had time to pick it up, Altman had already climbed over to tear it up with a smile.
The servant of the Ministry of Rites knelt on the ground, dripping with cold sweat. He wanted to rescue him but dared not. He watched the pieces of paper flying and wailed in his heart: It was researched by twenty-three officials of the Ministry of Rites all night... He hoped that the queen would stop him, but he heard The woman said leisurely: "Altman, it's not right for you to tear like this, change the direction."
"..."
Queer sat on his mother's lap, eyes half-opened and half-closed, with a gesture of no interest, but when Meng Fuyao snatched the remains of the list from Ultraman's claws and watched for a while, Queer suddenly pulled his mother's lapel , Meng Fuyao looked down at him, Ku'er very obediently pointed to the milk cake on one side, ahhh, leaned in that direction.
The plate of milk cake was a little far away, Meng Fuyao hugged him and got up to get it, when he just stood up, he heard a sound of "chi la", looking back, the list was split into two pieces. Looking again, it turned out that at some point, the cool children's shoes wrapped one end of the long list around the table leg and grabbed the other end in his hand. Meng Fuyao hugged him, and the list fell apart.
Minister of Rites: "..."
Princess Changsun Chunhua has been playing with her own on the carpet, and when she saw the red paper sheet shattered and fluttering like a butterfly, her eyes lit up. Give it to her father to please.
Minister of Rites: "..."
The brainchild of all the officials was instantly destroyed by the Three Demon Kings. Meng Fuyao apologized to the Minister of Rites without sincerity: "Ah... sorry, it's gone."
Waiter: "..."
"Let's do this." Meng Fuyao hugged her calm queer lightly, stepped on the edge of Ultraman's clothes to prevent him from climbing up on her back, and the corner of her eyes glanced at Changsun Chunhua's precocious flirtatious movements with yellow decals on the mirror , casually said: "There is no precedent for our wedding, so there is no need to follow it. There is no need for such a lottery. Please invite the right people and do what you need to do."
He stretched out his hand and threw out a piece of paper: "Send invitations according to this list, tell them not to delay, come early, Meng Fuyao has a surprise for them."
She glanced at those names, she hesitated for a while about whether to send them a happy note, but in the end it was Changsun Wuji who made the final decision with a single word.
He said, "They must want to see you happy with their own eyes."
Meng Fuyao remained silent, thinking about the several emperors who each ruled a country, and the current situation has changed since then, and no one knows what will happen in the future. For people like them who are related to the world's changing situation, it may be a long way off to get together again. Anyway... let's meet again.
She was suddenly a little depressed, and silently waved her hand.
The officials of the Ministry of Rituals stepped back obediently, glanced at the list, and then glanced at the three on the ground.
Come on, it's a surprise, is it a surprise
tie my heart
(Extra to the physical book)
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Wuji ruled by virtue for three years, the end of spring and the beginning of summer.
The Luoshui across Zhongzhou is as clear as a jade belt, flowing from the outer city to the inner city. The water flows like a mirror, reflecting the bustling people on the thoroughfares and the Shili Imperial Street. Colorful silks are flying, red and green are hung, a school of rich and festive colors, dyed like a spring breeze up the color.
In the light yellow willow green spring breeze, someone gently scooped up a handful of crystal clear water by the stream. The clear water flowed away from the white palm, splashing down like pearls, causing soft ripples in circles.
"The passing of time is like flowing water." The man with black hair and white clothes looked at the dripping water in a daze, and his tone was as light as the coolness of the water.
The gurgling Luoshui flows through the entire Zhongzhou, and at this moment, is she also in front of the Wuji Hongguang Hall, washing her bare hands in the flowing water, and reflecting her face in a bright mirror
Time has changed, time flies like water, she must be more fragrant and brighter now, but he has been destroyed by that time, and he has been changed into a mess.
"Your Majesty, be careful of catching a cold." Someone came from behind and gently put on a sable cloak for him. With slender bare hands, he tied the ribbon carefully. The man never looked back, but coughed slightly, his shoulders shrinking under the heavy cloak.
"Your Majesty..." the bright woman frowned slightly, and whispered worriedly.
The man looked back in the April spring breeze, his eyes were a little dazed for a moment, then he smiled and said, "It's okay, Yirun, let's go back to the carriage, the officials from Wuji Kingdom should be here soon."
An Yirun carefully supported him, feeling that the man under the thick fur was getting weaker and weaker, and couldn't help but feel sad.
"Your Majesty, with your body, you shouldn't..." I couldn't help but want to say what I always wanted to say, but was so shocked by the look in my eyes that I forgot the second part of the sentence.
She was a little dazed, and her fingers were slightly cool while holding him.
Your Majesty's body is getting worse every year. In the past six months, almost all state affairs have been approved on the couch. Taking away from Xuanyuan main hall and Chengming hall, he never expected that at this moment, His Majesty would force his sick body to go to another country to attend someone else's wedding ceremony just because of an invitation from Wuji Kingdom.
Wuji, the grandson of Wuji, the emperor of Qiongcang Kingdom, and Meng Fuyao, the empress of Dawan.
This is undoubtedly a unparalleled wedding ceremony, the most noble marriage in the history of Wuzhou Continent, but it should not be the reason for Emperor Xuanyuan, who is already dying, to travel with illness.
An Yirun looked at the colorfully decorated Zhongzhou City, and thought of the newcomer known as the legend of Wuzhou. Even though she was far away in Xuanyuan and raised in a deep palace, she would inevitably have heard of that woman. Above the sky, lotuses grow every step of the way.
There was a touch of yearning in her eyes.
She came from an ordinary family, and the biggest official her father ever had was the county magistrate of Qipin. The girl flew to the branch and became Xuanyuan's only concubine who gave birth to a prince.
In the Xuanyuan harem, there are many concubines with ordinary backgrounds. I don't know why An Yirun is herself. She is so lucky that she is often lost in His Majesty's eyes. He looks at her like that, so affectionate and lonely , as if watching a distant shadow through her, beyond Yunshan, far away and never reachable.
At this moment, his eyes reflected Luoshui in Zhongzhou, but it seemed to be seeing another world.
"Did you bring your makeup box?" Zong Yue asked suddenly after closing his eyes half-closed and resting in the car for a while.
She was a bit puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, but hurriedly presented her dowry—His Majesty looks gentle and plain, but he is actually a very cold person. He might not ask too much, but she dared not be gentle.
"There's no need for fans." Zong Yue didn't look at those, and said lightly, "It doesn't have to look paler."
She stood there in a daze, suddenly feeling cold from the heart.
"Um?"
It was still a light sound, but she didn't dare not to move, she shook her hands, and opened the rouge box carved with gold thread and silver.
She wanted to use her usual water red color, "Ge Shuang Tang", but Zong Yue pointed to the light cherry red color, "Tian Gong Qiao".
The slightly white and pale lips were pursed, lightly cherry red.
The rouge of the same color spread out in the palm, Shi Zhi's cheeks were thinly layered, the pale complexion disappeared, the brilliance shone, and the grace was like jade.
She stared blankly, remembering the first time she entered the palace that year, the man in the jade glazed golden crown in front of the Nine Dragons screen looked down indifferently, at that moment she looked into his glazed eyes, and her cheeks flushed instantly because of his light cherry-colored lips.
But two years.
She felt that her eye sockets seemed to be a little wet, so she turned her head away quickly, and there was a long sound of announcing the announcement outside the car.
Officials from the Wuji Ministry of Rituals came to welcome Emperor Xuanyuan Luanjia.
Three days later, in the Hongguang Hall, the main hall of the Wuji Imperial Palace, the emperor and empress were married.
Entering from the main gate of Chengjing Gate, An Yirun looked at the palace decoration with some surprise. The Wuji Kingdom emphasizes water virtues and is still blue, but the interior and exterior decorations of the palace, even the glazed tiles of the main hall are bright and vivid red. Lanterns and festoons, but she didn't see the mighty ceremony of welcoming the bride. In her opinion, although Empress Wuji herself is also the empress of Dawan, it is absolutely impossible to marry from Dawan thousands of miles away. She must have another residence in Zhongzhou. Going to Xuanzhao to marry, canonize and promote Yu, the queen's phoenix chariot walks around the city, passes through the main gate of the palace and enters the main hall, and after completing all the etiquette, is welcomed into the emperor's palace.
She was wondering there, but there was no strange expression in the surrounding guests, Zong Yue even smiled, and murmured: "What kind of trick is she going to play again..."
Hundreds of officials knelt and waited outside, and distinguished guests from various countries were invited to the side hall of Hongguang Hall to wait for the auspicious time. A group of people passed by the side of the main hall, and a large group of people came from the opposite side. Run, stride over.
He walked too fast, the officials and guards led by Wuji Kingdom hurriedly followed, but An Yirun couldn't keep up, so he had to lag behind with the palace servants.
"It's rare for your empress to come to my Wuji Palace. Anyway, the auspicious time has not yet come. Later, you and Emperor Xuanyuan will not be in the same hall. You might as well let the servants lead you to see the surrounding scenery." The female officer in charge of guiding Wuji Palace saw her being thrown away Embarrassed, she smiled and smoothed things over. An Yirun nodded gratefully. She was a little surprised that Wuji Kingdom, both the folk customs and the palace, gave people a sense of freedom and openness. Aren't you afraid that someone will make trouble with ulterior motives
Sure enough, he is worthy of the peerless imperial couple overlooking the five continents, with a heart and a heart, very comparable to others.
A group of people walked through the corridor, and the female officer smiled and pointed to a water bridge in front of her and said: "At that time, the Empress Empress will pass the pontoon bridge and enter the main hall..."
Her voice suddenly stopped, and her fingers pointed straight ahead and did not move.
An Yirun was leaning over to look at the running water under the bridge, feeling something was wrong, raised his head, followed the direction of the female officer's finger, and saw a strangely dressed woman striding across the square in front of Baishi Square.
She is tall and slender, with black hair tied up high and unadorned. She wears a red short and black short jacket, which looks a bit like men's riding clothes, but is more neat and graceful than men's riding clothes. Inside the boots, there is a windy stride when walking, even if viewed from a distance, there is a special eye-catching energy, like a ball of flame, burning brightly on the white square.
An Yirun suddenly felt that his eight-panel Hunan skirt embroidered with gold and pearls by Zhai Feng was very cumbersome, and his hair full of gold, jade, green hairpins and hairpins was very silly.
The female officer's mouth was still open, her fingers were still poking forward, her eyes were wide open, ah, she couldn't speak, it was so different from the mature and elegant just now, An Yirun thought she had committed something suddenly Sudden illness, he hurriedly ordered his palace servants to help her, but on the opposite side, the woman turned her head sideways with keen eyes and ears, and saw them at first glance, she first glanced over indifferently, then turned her head back, and took a careful look at An Yirun, Suddenly he smiled and ran over.
She ran to this side, and with a "gudong", the female officer of Wuji Kingdom suddenly passed out.
"Oh, why did Cuihua faint?" The woman was still far away in the square just now, but she ran close in the blink of an eye, caught the female officer's veins, listened, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I'm too excited, I think It's because she's been working too hard recently, so you send her to rest."
A few maids behind her picked up the person and left in a hurry, the sassy woman turned her head.
An Yirun suddenly felt dazzled.
The sun had not yet fully risen, a ray of bright light shone on the red glazed tiles of the exquisite and majestic hall in the distance, brilliant and dazzling, but behind the peerless beauty of this woman, it was just a stiff and dull background.
In an instant, An Yirun lost all sanity, and only repeated one sentence in his mind: There is such a woman in the world...
"Oh, are you a member of a palace from another country?" The woman was familiar with herself, holding her hand and said happily, "I was just looking for an outsider to help me refer to my new ideas... This palace man is too impersonal , I said everything I said was okay, I didn’t have any suggestions at all, and I kept urging me... Come, come, let’s go and have a look together.”
An Yirun didn't quite understand the words she was full of, she only vaguely knew that she wanted to consider something by herself, and felt inappropriate in her heart and wanted to refuse, but the woman looked at her with such a bright smile, she couldn't refuse.
Seeing that although this woman is dressed in strange clothes, she has a noble and bright temperament, and her demeanor is not easy. She can walk freely in this Wuji palace. , it's better not to disobey the master's wishes.
The woman who has lived in Xuanyuan's dull and deep palace for a long time, when she came to Wuji, she only felt that everything was fresh and bright, and she suddenly became a little more lively. She wanted to be bold and bold, so she smiled and said: "Okay."
The woman smiled, pulled her away, and said to all the palace followers: "You all stay here."
The people from Wuji Palace stopped immediately, but the people from Xuanyuan Palace hesitated. An Yirun looked into the other party's bright eyes, and suddenly felt that it would be safe to be by her side, and said, "I will come as soon as I go."
"Let's go." The woman pulled, and she was dragged out involuntarily.
The woman dragged her across the square and through the corridor, twisting and turning, her long riding boots rattling on the gold brick floor, An Yirun looked at her enviously, secretly hating her high-soled embroidered shoes for being so burdensome.
Immediately when she raised her head, her eyes suddenly widened, - when did she enter the main hall that has not yet been opened
However, is this the main hall
Looking at the grandeur and grandeur of the regulations, it is exactly the Hongguang main hall seen from a distance earlier. There are a lot of emperor's ceremonial guards. There are several tables for the guests to sit on the four sides, but in front of the Nine Dragon Screen throne, a slightly higher platform is set up. On both sides, wisteria wrapped in pink gauze is woven into an arch shape, and countless flowers are adorned, peaches and plums are fresh and shining.
The emperor's throne is the most supreme in the world, and no one can touch it. Have you ever seen it transformed into such a weird appearance
But it's really beautiful... A hint of envy flashed in An Yirun's eyes. After the Empress Wuji, is she going to walk through this dreamy flower arch together
"This stage is really a lot of brain work." The woman folded her chest and looked at the arch, shaking her head in dissatisfaction, "The flowers look like it, the ribbons are easy to handle, and the wisteria looks more lively and dexterous, but what about the balloons! What about the balloons?" manage!"
"balloon?"
"Balloon!" The woman turned her head with burning eyes, "Do you really want me to soak it in pig urine? No, that guy will never agree."
An Yirun knew that the woman's words were difficult to understand, so she didn't ask any further questions. After thinking about it, she smiled and said, "What is that?"
"Round, it can fly." The woman gestured, "Pink, tied to the arch, when you untie it, it will fly."
"Isn't that a Kongming lantern?"
"Oh!" The woman's eyes lit up, "It's really a word that awakens the dreamer!"
"I just focused on how to make balloons, and I forgot that Kongming lanterns are also ancient balloons." The woman smiled happily, "Now it's easy to handle, and I asked the Lighting Department of the Neiku to rush to make a dozen small Kongming lanterns immediately. It is round and covered with pink silk gauze, which is more charming than balloons."
"Kongming lanterns are for expressing blessings." An Yirun also became interested and suggested, "Do you want to make any wishes?"
"Wish..." The woman suddenly fell silent, and said silently for a while, "I actually have everything. If I have any wish, I will give it to my friends..."
"It's really a blessing to be your friend." An Yirun admired sincerely, and asked, "Are you Wuji's palace family member or a married woman? Are you in charge of the wedding ceremony?"
The woman looked at her, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she asked without answering, "What about you? You are not from Wuji Palace, what country are you from?"
An Yirun blushed slightly, and said in a low voice, "I am from Xuanyuan, and my title is An."
"So it's Concubine An." The woman looked at her even more dazedly, and suddenly lost her usual clarity, hesitated to speak a few times, and asked softly after a while, "Emperor Chengqing, is everything okay?"
"Okay..." An Yirun replied softly, suddenly feeling down.
The woman looked at her expression, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, she stopped asking, and slowly stepped back, stepped back through the arch, sat down on the throne, and said slowly: "... I hope he is all right..."
An Yirun suddenly looked up at her, almost exclaimed, but was shocked by the sadness on her face, just covered her mouth and looked up in a daze.
She, she, she actually sat on the sacred and inviolable throne like this!
Aren't you afraid of ransacking your family and exterminating your family
However, when she looked up at the woman on the throne, she suddenly felt that it was the seat she was born to sit in, without the ridiculousness and disrespect of the rooster Sichen, only the innate nobility and naturalness, she was just that supportive The posture of leaning on the elbow and looking far away, bows down to the world, caressing all directions.
An Yirun felt so awe-inspiring that he didn't even dare to say a word.
After a long time, she heard that on the throne, surrounded by flowers, the woman said lightly: "I don't want spring to be in the four seasons, I don't want my life to be better than pines, I don't want flowers to be brocade, I don't want iron to rule the country, I just want flowers to bloom all the time. Long live, lifelong confidant, never lose each other."
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"where did you go?"
After parting with the woman, he walked around a hidden corridor from the main hall, and arrived at the side hall. Zong Yue was already seated, and he looked over with questioning eyes.
"Go and clean your hands..." An Yirun sat down slowly, and suddenly didn't want to mention what happened just now.
She was in a daze, everything just now was too novel and unreal, like a blurred and dazzling dream, which had never happened in the past eighteen years, and would never happen again, she wanted to hide this dream deeply in her memory, Fortunately, in the doomed and long life in the deep palace, I will slowly think back on that bright spot.
Zong Yue was out of spirits, so he just hummed, An Yirun turned his eyes around and saw a man in a black brocade robe on the left chief, with ebony hair and eyes, as clear and profound as obsidian under the bright spring light, looking up The jaw line is straight and clear, like a "one" written forcefully and without hesitation.
This man must have conquered the kingdom of evil spirits in one fell swoop, mighty over the world, and is known as the current God of War, Great Emperor Dahan.
Hanhuang was very silent, drinking non-stop, and didn't want the palace servants to pour wine for him, he drank one cup at a time very quickly, and in a blink of an eye the sides were filled with wine jugs, really massive. He has a temperament as swift as wind, Fengshen as fiery as fire, and Emperor Xuanyuan as lazy and calm, two completely different types.
On the right side is a woman in gorgeous colorful clothes, with nine phoenix corollas hanging down, and vermilion flying phoenix jade tines between her brows, making her amber eyes shine brighter and brighter. She is chatting and laughing with a gentle man in a blue brocade robe beside her. When he was happy, the wine glass in his hand splashed and splashed on the sleeves of the gentle man. He was not annoyed, and wiped it away with a smile, his eyes gentle.
Needless to say, this must be Ya Lanzhu, Queen of Fufeng, and Emperor Yan of Great Yan.
These are the top figures in the world, the emperors who rule the five continents. Although they talk and laugh casually, An Yirun just feels that there seems to be a little loneliness and sadness in everyone's laughter. Touched, yet ubiquitous.
These powerful figures, what else can make them lonely and sad
The sound of the high-ranking official of the ceremonies came, and the outer Shao Yue was playing a masterpiece. The auspicious time is approaching, and the distinguished guests from all over the world are invited to move to the main hall.
Hanhuang stood up first, and when he passed Xuanyuan's seat, he grabbed Zongyue's arm and said with a smile, "Are you still alive?"
An Yirun was taken aback, but seeing that his emperor was not angry, he just said indifferently: "You are not dead, how can I be willing to die? Today is a good day, if I don't see smoke from your seven orifices, how can I die?"
"Very good." Hanhuang was not angry either, he took a closer look at his arm for a while, nodded and said, "Then work hard and live longer, and whoever sees it will laugh at it."
"Can you not die on this festive day?" Ya Lanzhu, who was dressed in colorful clothes, turned her head and said angrily, "Fuyao's good day!"
She also took a closer look at Zong Yue, took out a colorful kit from her sleeve and handed it over, saying, "Poison, whether you like it or not."
Zong Yue smiled, Yan Jinghen came over and said: "Brother Xuanyuan, the fire bat beads I ordered someone to send a few days ago, can you use them?"
"Okay." Zong Yue nodded, smiled and said, "I am soft on accepting the medicine, you are really stupid, have you forgotten what I did?"
"Doctors can't save themselves by saving others, don't be so conceited." Yan Jinghen persuaded, "It's okay depending on your complexion."
Zong Yue smiled, and An Yirun looked at his cherry red lips, feeling slightly bitter in his heart, but also slightly comforted. From these conversations, the relationship between the rulers of various countries is actually good. , what a miracle.
And this miracle is said to come from the courage and wisdom of a woman.
An Yirun looked up at the glorious Hongguang Main Hall under his gaze.
Empress Dawan, Meng Fuyao, what kind of person are you
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Shaoyue starts, hundreds of officials pay homage, Jinshui Square is greeted by thousands of people, and Hongguang Main Hall is majestic.
The sound of the music was not the usual royal and grand music, the tune was weird and pleasant, and it reminded people of warmth, happiness, happiness and long-lasting love.
After the distinguished guests entered the hall, An Yirun was surprised at the arch, but An Yirun had already noticed that there were many small pink Kongming lanterns tied to the arch, and a crimson kit was tied under each lamp.
As for the etiquette, it is obviously different from the usual seals in the Wuzhou Continent, and there is no gold book and gold case. The guests are arranged to watch the ceremony behind the gold cases on both sides of the hall.
"His Majesty is coming—"
The officials knelt, the guests stood up, and all looked out of the hall. An Yirun slightly raised the corners of his eyes, wondering in his heart what kind of extraordinary face the eldest grandson emperor, who has been known for many years in the Wuzhou Continent and known as the peerless beauty, has.
The long light and shadow of the sun turned around, and saw the people walking hand in hand and smiling. In the colorful light, An Yirun suddenly lost his breath. The woman on the left was tall and slender, with a red body like a fire, a moon, and a brocade. The skirt, draped like a dark light, is so pure and luxurious red, dazzling everyone's eyes, the long skirt is different from all Wuzhou Continental clothing styles, the lines are concise yet exquisite and smooth, the elegant and noble fishtail design, front and rear The one-line deep V tie is somewhat awe-inspiring and clear, which neutralizes the slightly soft charm of Yuehua Brocade, and makes the bright red color more compelling. All the turning decorations are decorated with precious stones, but they are not common pearls or emeralds. , but all finger-sized obsidian, the flowing obsidian of Baoguang is like countless pairs of colorful eyes, shining in the bright red of the same color.
Such a beauty, yet so elegant yet so succinct, the black and red Zhuang Ning is particularly bright and gorgeous, instantly amazed.
But her face was never overwhelmed by the unparalleled beauty of the dress, how gorgeous the dress was, the brilliance of the complexion, the open and bright brows, could carry thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, treacherous winds and clouds, It can carry the blood and fire all the way, and it can also carry the moment, long-term love and deep happiness.
Empress Dawan, Empress Wuji, and Meng Fuyao walked towards their own marriage altar, towards the future of marriage, towards the joyful and tearful eyes of friends and relatives on the Wuzhou mainland, and surpassed the moment when they were crowned emperor in their lifetime.
Beside her, the peerless man from the Wuzhou Continent, the emperor of the two kingdoms, the eldest grandson Wuji, is also wearing a black moon brocade that flows and crystalizes like black agate, and the sleeves and necklines are precisely embroidered with golden thread dragon patterns , It matches the gorgeous fiery red dress very well, and the noble and elegant black also sets off the man's skin like jade, his face is bright and clean, like a bright moon, so radiant and rising between heaven and earth.
He held her in his arms, and looked down with a smile all the way, everything in the world has been left behind and is not worth paying attention to, only she is in his arms, filling all dreams and shortcomings.
The past time flows like water, and the history of the past is filled with the golden brick road of Hongguang Palace. This road is made of his hard work as carbon, and his muscles and bones are used as salary. Buried under her footsteps all the way, help her rise above the heavens, give birth to lotuses every step of the way, help her surpass her dreams, and finally be included in her arms.
Looking at the two people's eyes, An Yirun's eyes suddenly got wet.
She may not be very clear about the love journey of this peerless imperial couple, but at this moment, their eyes on each other made her heart moist in an instant.
She stared at that face in rapt attention, thinking of the woman in the hall who raised her head and murmured blessings just now.
It's you, it's you, it's only you...
In the main hall, everyone involuntarily straightened their backs. Everyone's expression was intertwined with joy and melancholy, happiness and loneliness coexisted.
he and she