Prince Liang's wedding was unprecedentedly grand.
This can be seen from Yi'er's dowry.
The love that the Emperor of Daliang had for this granddaughter who was lost among the people was simply beyond everyone's imagination.
This can also be seen from her dowry.
"Ten miles of red makeup" is usually an exaggeration to describe a woman's generous dowry, but for Yi'er, it is not an exaggeration at all.
There were boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, carts of silks and satins, and a long team of domestic animals. According to the people, when these domestic animals entered the city, the streets of the capital were covered with cow, horse and sheep dung.
With three thousand guards and two hundred dowry slaves, it was a grand procession, ten times more grand than when the eldest princess got married.
The capital was also unprecedentedly bustling, with common people crowding the East Street, all wanting to see how Princess Yi'er of Daliang was so stunningly beautiful.
Everyone couldn't help but think of the first time Prince Liang got married, when he married the daughter of Prime Minister Xia. The ceremony was far less grand than it is now.
"I never thought that the King of Liang, whom Doctor Xia disliked at the time, would be so favored by the Emperor of Daliang. It really is a blessing in disguise."
"Isn't it? I heard that Princess Yi'er once lived among the common people and even lived in my Great Zhou for several years. She and King Liang were in love with each other."
"It was said that Prince Liang was violent before, but later we found out that it was the deposed crown prince who caused his death. This deposed crown prince was so vicious."
"He deserved this retribution. However, I heard that after the emperor ascended the throne, he took some care of the deposed prince, improved his food and drink expenses, and now he has a servant and married Xia Huaijun's adopted daughter. However, someone heard that the deposed prince's wife threatened to beat the maid sent by the emperor, saying that she had seduced the deposed prince. In the end, the deposed prince's wife was beaten up by the maid. Now the maid has become the master, and the deposed prince's wife serves as a slave."
"It's really fate. The deposed Crown Princess did a lot of harm to Doctor Xia in the past. Speaking of Doctor Xia, it's such a pity. I don't know if he is still alive."
"I heard that the Prince Regent has returned to the capital, and the Emperor went to see him in person. He came back alone, so I'm afraid he didn't find Doctor Xia."
Because of this marriage, the people remembered the clues they had heard before and made up a powerful story. For example, they said that the disappearance of Doctor Xia was related to King Nan Huai, and now King Nan Huai had been killed, but Doctor Xia was also dead.
In the past, when people talked about Xia Zian, they would say Regent Princess, but now, for some reason, they all call her Doctor Xia. In the hearts of the people, what they always remember is how kind and compassionate she was, and how she treated the victims of the disaster.
The Prince of Liang's mansion was also surrounded by crowds. Prince of Liang's biological mother, Concubine Liang, was now named Concubine Liang. Last year, Prince of Liang took her out of the mansion to live. Concubine Liang's madness is better now. At least she recognizes Prince of Liang and always holds his hand and says sorry to him.
This once prominent queen is now only in her forties or fifties, but she looks even older than the Concubine Dowager.
When receiving the worship, Murong Jie was originally arranged to sit in the highest seat, but Murong Jie shook his head. After all, the King of Yuedong and Zhuangzhuang, who were of higher seniority, were still there.
The excitement of the wedding made Murong Jie feel even more uncomfortable. He was really out of tune with this wedding. There was laughter and joy everywhere, but his heart was a mess.
He stood on the high attic of Prince Liang's mansion, holding a pot of wine in his hand. He didn't drink a drop, and he hadn't touched a drop of alcohol in the past two years. He just smelled the smell of alcohol.
This wedding reminded him of the first time he met Zi'an, when he was standing in a tall building opposite the Prime Minister's Mansion with Ni Rong by his side.
He seemed to see the woman in the red wedding dress again, lifting her veil, throwing it on the ground, and saying coldly, "I won't marry!"
That stubborn look, the cold eyebrows, the anger hidden in the eyes, and every step he took was cautious.
The second time I saw her was in the palace. She was kneeling in front of the Queen, her body covered with scars and blood oozing from her forehead. She knelt there, trembling all over but kneeling straight. She spoke every word without defending herself, only confessing her guilt, yet she managed to suppress the Queen's murderous intent.
The third time was when the Queen arranged the marriage.
He saw the fear in her eyes. That was probably the first time she showed fear. He was unhappy at that time. Was it so scary to marry him
What a scheming woman.
Sometimes he smiled, sometimes he frowned, and sometimes he was sad.
No matter how beautiful this world is, it has nothing to do with her or him.
There were footsteps behind me, and slowly, a pair of hands rested on the railing of the attic.
Those were a pair of women's hands, belonging to Hu Huanxi.
Her eyes were filled with deep sorrow as she whispered, "I always dream that she is still alive, really."
Murong Jie looked at the brightly lit courtyard and said, "I dreamed of her too, just like when she was alive."
Hu Huanxi's heart trembled slightly. Like when he was alive? He had given up, right
What if I just don't give up? It's too torturous.
In the past two years, everyone has changed a lot, and no one has the heart to mention that name, but who doesn't miss her
Such excitement as today's has happened many times in the past two years, but who can enjoy the joy
Even when Xiaosun got married, she cried as she got into the bridal sedan.
Will there be a miracle
She thought of her and Zi'an's experiences and said, "Where do people go after they die? Zi'an and I have both died once, but we died in our own time and space, but ended up here. If Zi'an also died in this time and space, where would she go?"
These words made Murong Jie's cold blood quickly become active, almost burning.
"Your world, do you know how to get there? Will she return to your world?"
Hu Huanxi smiled bitterly and shook his head, "If I knew how to go back, I would have gone back a long time ago. Why would I stay here?"
Murong Jie thought of someone, the ancestor, she must know.
Although he did not fully understand his ancestor, he always felt that she was omnipotent.
But where did our ancestors go
Hu Huanxi saw hope burning in his eyes. Although she didn't have the heart to disappoint him, she knew that the possibility was very slim, almost non-existent.
"Your Majesty, please look for it again."
If he was thinking of jumping into the lake to die and then traveling through time, that would be bad.
She knew that when people are desperate, they will try even the most hopeless things, because if they do things their way in this world, there is no hope anymore, so they might as well give it a try and die.
But Murong Jie had already ignited this hope, so how could Hu Huanxi dispel it with just a few words
He didn't even drink the wedding wine, went back home to pack his things, and prepared to set out on his journey again tomorrow.
This time he did not go to find Zi'an, but to find his ancestor.
He will not give up as long as there is a glimmer of hope.
(End of this chapter)