National Beauty

Chapter 100

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The custom of welcoming relatives in the capital is not the same way back and forth, so after receiving the bride, the ceremonial guard of Shouwang’s mansion went all the way westward, going around most of the capital. For such a big event as the prince's marriage, the people crowded the sides of the road, and even some people from outside the city came to watch the fun.

The officers and soldiers stood neatly in two rows to prevent the common people from colliding with the nobles, so the common people could only stand outside and watch the legendary Shou Wang, who was said to suffer from mouth disease and have a deep sense of justice, ride his horse from a distance. And wherever the King of Shou passed, no matter men, women or children, all lost their voices, they couldn't believe that there was such a handsome man in the world. Wang's appearance was so amazing that he forgot to praise.

Zhao Heng on horseback, wearing a red wedding robe and a folded towel on his head, has a face like beautiful jade and eyes like night stars. Although he is a bridegroom, his face does not see the enthusiasm of an ordinary bridegroom officer. Like the emperor of the nine worlds, looking down on all living beings from the reins. The people in the capital have already experienced the style of King Chu and King Rui when they welcomed their relatives, but when they saw King Shou today, they really understood what a dragon and a phoenix are.

Such a son, let alone stuttering, is dumb, and it is impossible for the emperor not to like it!

After returning to their senses, the people on both sides, especially the young girls in commoner or satin clothes, all envied the fourth girl of the Guo family in the sedan chair. King Shou is so tolerant, and he keeps his promises. If they can be made one-night birthday princesses, they will be willing to lose ten years of life!

Song Jianing couldn't hear the desires in the hearts of the girls, she held the bottle tightly and counted the number of bumps of the sedan chair step by step. In her life, Song Jianing had a dream of getting married once. In her dream, she didn't know who the groom was. She only remembered that the sedan chair was halfway through and was suddenly stopped by Guo Xiao, who pulled her out...

Song Jianing knew that a dream was a dream, and it might not happen, but she was afraid that before she entered the palace, her heart would not be at ease.

Then, just as Song Jianing counted silently, when he was a little thirsty, the bearers suddenly stopped leaving, and someone outside shouted, "Get off the sedan chair."

Song Jianing's body swayed, as if all his strength had been taken away, but this feeling of relaxation only lasted for a few breaths. As soon as the sedan chair fell, Song Jianing's heart thumped again, staring closely at the sedan door. . With a "boom", someone suddenly kicked the sedan door, Song Jianing panicked, and when she heard the auspicious words from the female official, she realized that her face was hot for a while.

The groom kicked the car door, and the female officer opened the car curtain and handed a piece of red silk to the bride and groom. Song Jianing was led out by the groom again. Through the narrow gap under the hijab, she saw the golden python pattern on the hem of his red shirt, and the big feet in black leather shoes. Song Jianing always thinks that men's feet are too big and ugly, and shoes don't look good, and Shouwang is no exception. Therefore, every time he sees Shouwang's feet, Song Jianing has a feeling that he is a little closer to him. Not so fairy.

"elder sister!"

The younger brother called her next to her excitedly. She didn't know if she had been following the wedding party or had just run over from the next door. Fortunately, my brother-in-law came to see her relatives in accordance with the rules, so there was nothing to worry about. Guessing that there was someone taking care of her younger brother, Song Jianing withdrew her gaze and slowly followed the man in.

"Congratulations to the third brother, finally marrying the princess."

A group of guests gathered in front of the door. Song Jianing heard someone congratulating him, and it sounded familiar. He was also called the third brother of King Shou, that should be the second prince, Prince Rui.

"On the big day, why doesn't Yuan Xiu smile?"

Song Jianing had never heard this male voice, but the other party called Shouwang Yuanxiu, is Yuanxiu the name of Shouwang? The owner of the voice should undoubtedly be the uncle King Qin. The guess quickly flashed through his mind, Song Jianing paid more attention to the words of King Shou, Yuanxiu, Yuanxiu... Song Jianing read it silently, and the more he read it, the more pleasant it sounded.

Thinking wildly, the female officer in her ear reminded her to lift her foot.

Song Jianing recovered, only to find that the two had come to the main hall.

The Shou Wang Mansion has already entered. This is the place to worship. Song Jianing is completely at ease. He secretly glances at the groom beside him. The more Song Jianing thinks about it, the more beautiful he is.

"Worship heaven and earth!"

The phoenix crown is too heavy, Song Jianing can only bow his head slightly, there has never been a more satisfying time in his life than this moment.

"Two thanks to the high hall!"

The Xuande Emperor was in the palace, and the two still bowed to the north.

"Bye husband and wife!"

Song Jianing closed her eyes. The short four words were the most beautiful words she had ever heard. She was married in a wedding dress, not a concubine under the mistress, not a nameless outsider, but a husband and wife, and the man opposite her was her husband. With her head down, Song Jianing couldn't hold back her tears, and she couldn't even explain why she was crying.

No one noticed the tears that fell on the bride's red dress, except for the groom who was bowing his head in the couple's worship.

Zhao Heng stared at the two imperceptible wetness on the opposite wedding dress, his eyes moved upwards, but only one side of the red hijab was seen.

why cry? Are you reluctant to part with your parents, or do you want to marry him

"After the ceremony, the newlyweds enter the bridal chamber!"

Zhao Heng calmly put away his doubts, and led her along with the red silk, and walked towards the new house in the backyard. The male guests stopped. After a while, the surroundings became quiet. When they reached the backyard, the laughter of the female guests came over. Song Jianing was the first to recognize the laughter of Princess Chu Feng Zheng.

Song Jianing blushed, but she didn't expect to become a sister-in-law with Feng Zheng.

After moving to the new room, the female official helped her sit on the bed, took away the red silk that she was holding, and felt the dampness at one end of the red silk. The female official smiled. The princess is so young, and her palms are sweating nervously in winter. A palace maid took the red silk, and another palace maid came up with a tray on which was a golden scale.

"Your Highness can lift your hijab." The female official said with a smile.

Zhao Heng picked up the golden scale rod, and he was not far away before coming to Song Jianing in three or four steps. Song Jianing had nothing in her hand, her slender fingers like light white were placed in the wide sleeves, but the wavy folds on the skirt revealed her nervousness at this time. Zhao Heng's eyes swept across her sleeves, and then he raised the golden scale pole. His hand was steady, and the golden hook hooked the red hijab accurately.

Song Jianing panicked even more. The moment her hijab was completely lifted, she instinctively closed her eyes.

She couldn't see it, but Zhao Heng saw her, the familiar fleshy face, as tender as tofu, as thin as fat, at this time it was rouge-colored blushing, brighter than peach blossoms. Her thick and close eyelashes trembled gently, like velvet grass blown by the spring breeze, so delicate, as if he was blowing his breath, she was about to tremble in panic.

This shy and nervous look is definitely not unwilling to marry.

Zhao Heng raised his head calmly.

Song Jianing also opened his eyes at this time, mustering up all the courage to raise his head, only to catch a glimpse of the face of Wang Meiyu, and then he moved away in a panic, just in time to meet Feng Zheng's smiling eyes diagonally opposite. Song Jianing was even more ashamed, bowed his head slightly, and his ears were hot. This is the case with newlyweds. The female official deliberately waited for Princess Chu to praise the bride's beauty before continuing to officiate and put her bun together first.

Zhao Heng sat next to Song Jianing.

The two palace maids each carried a pair of scissors and walked to the newlyweds. Zhao Heng picked up the scissors and spontaneously cut a strand. Song Jianing watched him finish the cut, and she followed suit and cut it. Seeing that King Shou handed over his strand, Song Jianing's cheeks were even redder, and she took the man's black hair, which was harder than hers, and put it together with her own. Together, dexterously tied a concentric knot.

With your hair, you will grow old together with a white head.

Looking at the concentric knot in her hand, Song Jianing was a little reluctant to hand it over. Of course, she just thought about it, Song Jianing obediently sent it out as soon as the female official came over.

After the bun is tied, the husband and wife drink the wine together.

A palace maid stepped forward, and on the tray were two scoops connected in series with colored threads. The two scoops were placed upside down and integrated into one. At this moment, Zhao Heng took the top scoop first, followed by Song Jianing, took the other half, and then raised it horizontally, watching the palace maid pour the wine into it. The aroma of the wine was fragrant, and Song Jianing was drunk before drinking, her face was as red as the rosy glow, and the little hand holding the handle of the scoop trembled faintly.

Zhao Heng drank his wine without looking sideways, but slowly.

Song Jianing took a small sip and licked his lower lip unintentionally, as if his throat had been burned by fire.

Zhao Heng finally glanced at her.

Song Jianing felt it, and hurriedly put on a dignified and well-behaved look.

After salute, Zhao Heng went to the front yard to entertain the male guest.

Song Jianing wanted to change clothes, Feng Zheng and others went outside to wait. The female official led the maids under her command to serve Song Jianing, took off the princess's wedding dress, and put on a set of light hospitality clothes. The hair accessories on her head were also much simpler. Song Jianing was relieved and took a short rest in the house, then went outside to accompany the female guest.

When she went to the Chu Palace for a wedding drink, Song Jianing had met Princess Qin, a middle-aged beautiful but easy-going elder. Needless to say, Feng Zheng, it was Princess Rui, Song Jianing met for the first time today. Princess Rui is also a slender and slender beauty, but with heavy makeup on her face and a gloomy look in her eyes, Song Jianing has heard gossip, it is said that Prince Rui loves a concubine very much, and Princess Rui's life is not very comfortable.

Anyway, it's not a sister-in-law, Song Jianing is polite.

The princess of Wu'an County had just given birth to her daughter and was confinement at home, but she did not come. Princess Duanhui seemed to be unwell and did not arrive.

There were also two ladies accompanying the guests, and with Feng Zheng's help, Song Jianing easily coped with it.

After the luncheon was over, the red sun was already in the west, and dinner was almost ready in the front yard. Zhao Heng was busy, Song Jianing was free for the time being, and asked Shuang'er and the others to stay outside. She hurry up and take a nap on the couch. I got up too early in the morning, and my heart was always on the road. I felt tired and sleepy when I relaxed. If I didn't sleep for a while, Song Jianing was worried that he might fall asleep after serving King Shou half of the night.

That's absolutely not possible.

After lying down, Song Jianing fell asleep immediately.

She slept soundly when someone suddenly pushed her shoulders, causing Song Jianing to wake up suddenly.

"My lord seems to be drinking too much. He's drinking tea in the front yard, ma'am... Princess, hurry up and get ready." Shuang'er said nervously and excitedly.

After Song Jianing heard this, she got up and ordered Shuang'er to prepare water.

Just moved in, the master and servant were a little flustered, and they were in a hurry.