Luoyunxi has no real brothers or cousins, so he couldn't let his brothers carry the sedan chair like ordinary people, so he spread a long red carpet in the Princess's Mansion, winding from the door of Luoyunxi's bedroom to the Princess's Mansion main entrance.
The bride walked out gracefully on the red carpet.
The sound of firecrackers was deafening, and the booing of men came from afar: "The bride is coming, the bride is coming..."
This is... the voices of the generals of the Zhao family army, they have also come to the palace of the princess! I almost forgot that they are the prince's subordinates and the most trusted people of the prince. This time, the prince will definitely ask them to accompany him. That is to say, they are with the prince. They are not far away, and the prince will also Not far away!
The bride's heart tightened, and she looked forward through the gap in the hijab without any trace. She saw Zhao Zhengyin, who was wearing a bright red wedding robe, surrounded by everyone, standing at the door of the princess mansion. The bright sun shone on him. A pale golden halo lingered around him, and he was indescribably majestic and handsome.
Seeing the bride in the wedding dress, a faint smile flashed in Zhao Zhengyin's deep eyes, and he quickly walked up to him: "Yunxi!"
Seeing that Zhao Zhengyin stretched out his hand and was about to take the bride from Xi Niang's hands, the bride's eyes froze and she subconsciously avoided Zhao Zhengyin. Zhao Zhengyin was startled: "Yunxi, what's wrong with you?"
The eyes of the bride under the hijab flickered unnaturally, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything, and the atmosphere was awkward for a moment.
Xi Niang rolled her eyes, and smiled to make a relief: "The bride is shy... I'm sorry to let the prince hold hands in full view..."
"Really?" Zhao Zhengyin looked at the bride indifferently, a flash of meaning flashed in his dark eyes.
"Of course it is...hehe..." The bride didn't say a word, and Xi Niang could only smooth things over with a smile: "My lord, it's getting late, and the servants will help the bride to get on the sedan chair..."
Zhao Zhengyin looked at the bride indifferently, and after a while, hummed from his nostrils.
As if she was about to receive an amnesty, Xi Niang hurriedly helped the bride out of the princess mansion and got into a sedan chair.
The curtain of the sedan chair fell, blocking the view from inside and outside. The bride under the hijab let out a long sigh of relief, only to realize that her back was already drenched in cold sweat: she was not Luo Yunxi. Dare to have contact with Zhao Zhengyin, otherwise, Zhao Zhengyin held her hand and realized that she was not Luo Yunxi, her arrangement these days, all her efforts would be ruined...
Fortunately, the bride invited by the princess' mansion was quite useful, she helped her out of the siege lightly, and also dispelled the prince's suspicion, and did not let the prince continue to investigate...
"Get up the sedan chair." The master of ceremonies sang loudly, firecrackers, gongs and drums all rang out, and the bearers lifted up the sedan chair and walked towards the Zhenbei Palace...
Needless to say, when the Princess of Zhenbei got married, she had ten miles of red makeup. What surprised the common people was the 150,000 Zhao family troops she married as a dowry. Lie's face, that chilling aura, the common people's eyes are filled with admiration: "This is the Zhao family army, it is really extraordinary..."
"No, it's really a big deal for Prince Zhenbei to send 150,000 Zhao family troops as a dowry to the princess..."
"Husband and wife love each other, Zhao Jiajun can also share..."
"That's right, that's..."