"No~"
"Qin Lin~"
Ning Jiuwei watched Qin Lin fall from the cliff. The despair and helplessness, the heartbreaking pain, completely tore her heart.
Her eyes were gradually covered with a layer of blood mist, as strange as the legendary blood pupils.
Ning Jiuwei slowly closed her eyes, memories flooding into her mind like a tide.
"Jiuwei, we agreed that no matter what happens, we can never give up."
"Because I love you, and I said no matter what happens in this life, I will never let you go."
"Jiuwei, for you, I am willing to give everything, even if it takes my life, I will not hesitate."
"Jiuwei, I will pamper you and protect you in my own way for the rest of my life."
... ... ... ... ..
Qin Lin, I'm sorry, I forgot about you...
We promised our whole life, but I didn't do it. Why does God tease us like this? Why...
Ning Jiuwei's tears flowed freely on her cheeks. At this moment, her heart was filled with despair. If she could, she wanted to jump down and die with Qin Lin. As the saying goes, if you can't sleep together in life, you must share the same acupuncture point in death.
Di Qingchen watched Qin Lin fall off the cliff, breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head, and untied Ning Jiuwei's acupuncture points.
"Jiuwei, let's go back."
His voice was extremely gentle, and his face was very calm. He didn't feel at all that there was anything wrong with him just forcing Qin Lin to death. It was as simple as having just eaten a meal.
Ning Jiuwei felt the scorching temperature on her shoulders. She didn't even move her brows. Like a zombie, she followed Di Qingchen away from the cliff. She didn't yell or yell, and she was surprisingly quiet.
From beginning to end, except for the beginning, she never looked back at the cliff. Her expression was calm, and it seemed that nothing could move her mind.
Although Di Qingchen felt something was wrong, he didn't care, as long as Jiuwei was by his side, she could only be by his side from now on.
... ... ... ... ... .
Di Qingchen and Ning Jiuwei spent a month rushing back to the capital. Before this month, Di Qingchen had already ordered the Ministry of Etiquette to arrange the wedding ceremony. As soon as they returned to the palace, they held.
Ning Jiuwei sat on the chair and looked at the wedding clothes placed on the table. It was still the same room as before, as gorgeous as clouds, but she only glanced at it lightly and then looked away.
In this month, Ning Jiuwei never said a word again, as if she suddenly lost her voice. Every time, Di Qingchen said happily alone, and Ning Jiuwei smiled continuously. None.
But Di Qingchen still happily chatted with Ning Jiuwei for an hour or two every day. Except for the morning time, he stayed with Ning Jiuwei almost all the time, either eating or taking a walk.
"Your Majesty, the time has come. Please change your clothes." Qin'er looked at Ning Jiuwei and said cautiously.
Hearing Qin'er's words, Ning Jiu raised her eyes slightly, but without saying a word, she calmly withdrew her gaze, stood up, stretched out her arms, and cooperated extremely.
At this time, dozens of imperial guards were guarding outside the door. These were specially mobilized by Di Qingchen to prevent the previous incident from happening again and to prevent Ning Jiuwei from escaping. In other words, they were under surveillance.
After putting on the red inner garment, Qin'er picked up the expensive outer garment, carefully dressed Ning Jiuwei neatly, smoothed the wrinkles carefully, and then slowly buckled the jade belt around her waist. .
Ning Jiuwei is a beauty. Although she usually wears plain clothes, she is the most stunning in red clothes. It can bring out the charm in her bones to the extreme. She is charming yet noble. Coupled with her cold and unparalleled temperament, she will The contradiction between hot and cold is perfectly combined, which is very amazing.
After getting dressed, it was time to comb Ning Jiuwei's hair. Di Qingchen specially invited the most famous Duofu woman in the capital, his aunt Princess Xixiang, to comb Ning Jiuwei's hair.
This princess of Xixiang is more than eighty years old. When her husband was alive, she had two concubines, but she had nothing to do. She has two sons and one daughter. Now even her grandchildren Now that we have a family and a career, we can say that we have three generations living under one roof.
“Comb it all the way to the end;
Two combs of white hair to eyebrow level;
Three combs of children and grandchildren fill the ground;
Four combs bring good luck, and you will meet noble people on the way out;
Five combs and five silver bamboo shoots in all kinds;
The mirror in the six-comb boudoir is dyed rouge;
With seven combs, the Magpie Bridge is light and level with each other;
Eight combs, the treasure duck travels through the lotus road;
There are nine combs and nine sub-links;
After ten combs, the couple will grow old. "
Ning Jiuwei felt her hair being combed by Princess Xixiang while saying auspicious words. She couldn't help closing her eyes and dreaming about her wedding to Qin Lin. If that thing hadn't happened at that time, maybe She is already Qin Lin's legitimate wife.
But now fate has played a trick on people, Qin Lin fell off a cliff and died, and she was about to marry his enemy.
"The Queen is full of love in heaven. Although her relationship has gone through twists and turns, in the end, she will be happy and get married, so there is no need for the Queen to worry too much." Princess Xixiang looked at Ning Jiuwei's dull eyes and suddenly spoke softly.
Hearing Princess Xixiang's words, Ning Jiuwei raised his head in surprise and looked at the white-haired old man standing behind him through the bronze mirror. He frowned. What could they do if they finally got married and everyone was gone? Whether it's a good time or not is all nonsense.
"The old woman was addicted to Taoism when she was young, and she knows a little bit about it, so there is no need to doubt the old woman's words. No matter what happens, just believe in the old woman's words." Princess Xixiang said with a smile. He wrapped the last strand of hair on Ning Jiuwei's head and brought the golden phoenix crown up to her.
Ning Jiuwei felt the weight on the top of his head, which must be at least twenty kilograms. His whole body seemed to have grown another head. The slightest movement made the pearls and emeralds surge, crisp and cold.
Then comes the last step, applying the face. Before applying the face, you need to open your face and remove all the hair on the face. Then apply rouge and gouache, and lightly apply makeup to accentuate Ning Jiuwei’s already beautiful face. Even more overwhelming.
Because the ceremony for the conferment was held at the Temple of Heaven, there was no need to put on a red hijab. Qin'er put three pieces of golden tortoiseshell on Ning Jiuwei's forehead, adding charm and majesty.
After doing all this, Qin'er helped Ning Jiuwei out of the palace door, got on Feng Luan, and walked all the way to the east, slowly and without losing speed. Ning Jiuwei was very cooperative along the way and did not show any signs of failure. A sign of reluctance.
After entering the Donghua Gate, there were wedding ceremony guards ahead of them. Ning Jiuwei's Luan Jia and Di Qingchen's Long Zhu were in the middle, followed by the same ceremony guards. A huge stream of people came out of the Donghua Gate and went straight to the Temple of Heaven.
On the way, the people of the imperial capital stood on both sides to watch. The jubilant sounds of suonas and gongs and drums accompanied by the red ribbons that could be seen everywhere made people feel more and more happy. Di Qingchen looked at Ning Jiuwei's flawless face. , eyes are gentle.