The year is coming to an end, and it is the beginning of spring again. The heavy snow has finally stopped, but the cold wind is still biting and makes people's ears hurt.
The imperial city of Yan State is always covered in white, but today it is full of joy, with red palace lanterns and wedding silks hung everywhere. Eunuchs and palace maids filed out of the inner palace, carrying wedding clothes to the bedroom. The guards who were dressed in black armor all day also tied a red tassel on the hilt of their swords to show their joy.
There is no other reason. Today, Emperor Yan is getting married, and the husband is none other than Master Rong Xuanrong, who is "famous in the capital" because of his companionship with the king.
It is said that he is not only romantic and suave, but also a second-rank swordsman at a young age. It is also said that he is your Majesty's confidant in Zhou State, and the two of them have already secretly pledged their lives to each other. Some people also heard that he is the only son of the first-rank divine sword Ye Shengchen, but why one has the surname Rong and the other Ye is unknown.
There were too many rumors, but no matter how you looked at it, this Young Master Rong was a man of both talent and beauty. It was better for the Emperor to let him be his husband than to let that kind of foxy woman be his husband.
This marriage also caused a small disturbance, but it was nothing more than those old ministers jumping out and saying that it was against the rules and not legal. But Your Majesty ascending the throne as a nobleman was already unorthodox enough, so what was the big deal about marrying an imperial husband? Ever since Your Majesty ordered someone to castrate a talkative censor the day before yesterday, the court has been quiet and no one has opposed it anymore.
At daybreak, the palace maids entered with wedding gowns in their arms and waited outside the bedroom. However, the chief eunuch shook his head at them and said, "His Majesty is not awake yet. Please come back half an hour later."
Behind a carved wooden door, the heater in the room was burning brightly. The curtains swayed gently with the air, and through a small gap, a man could be seen sleeping quietly on the red sandalwood dragon couch. The bright yellow silk quilt had slipped off most of the way, revealing a cold jade-like neck. His long black hair fell on his shoulders like a waterfall. His eyebrows and eyes were stunning, and a little bit of deep red cinnabar made him look even more charming. But I don't know what nightmare he had, his thin eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and they didn't relax for a long time.
Ji Fan dreamed about when he first entered the Zhou Dynasty...
He traveled thousands of miles, his wrists were rubbed by the shackles and blood was dripping. When he staggered into the capital, he was stopped by the King of Liang and asked to kneel down to enter.
Then... Then Xuanyuan Qing appeared...
This time, the beginning was the same as in the past. But the humiliation was too deep, and the days were full of plots, so Ji Fan didn't want to think about it. But the nightmare was like a thorn in his flesh, tightly attached to him, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried.
Ever since he was stabbed and fell off a cliff at the Nanshan hunting ground, everything went out of control.
Ji Fan did not meet Rong Xuan...
Didn't meet Rong Xuan...
He was like an outsider, watching himself in his dreams fall in love with Xuanyuan Qing step by step, showing mercy to him several times in the court, and then becoming an enemy of Zhao Su, ending up with a miserable death.
Outside the outskirts of the capital, Xuanyuan Qing held a long sword and pierced his heart.
It hurts...
At the last moment of his death, Ji Fan suddenly felt a tearing pain. He knelt on the mud, unable to support himself. His throat was full of sweetness, but he did not look at Xuanyuan Qing who was so close to him. Instead, he raised his head with difficulty, trying to search for the figure that had not appeared in his dream...
Where is Rong Xuan
What about Rong Xuan...
Why isn't he...
From the moment he met Rong Xuan, he had never been hurt by him again. Ji Fan only felt that Xuanyuan Qing's sword was really painful, so painful that he frowned and even breathed with pain.
Where is Rong Xuan
Where is Rong Xuan…
Ji Fan's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and in the end he could not see anything clearly.
The man who was sleeping soundly on the bed was shocked and finally woke up. I only remember seeing him sit up from the bed with a bang, his face was pale and his breathing was heavy, as if a drowned person finally escaped. Looking around, I saw that the hall was empty, without a single person.
Ji Fan's eyes flashed with panic, and he immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed, shouting to the outside: "Rong Xuan?!"
The eunuch on duty outside the door heard this angry voice and knew that something was wrong. He immediately rushed in and said, "Your Majesty, what do you want to tell me?"
Seeing that it was a eunuch, Ji Fan looked uncertain and looked at him solemnly: "Where is Rong Xuan?!"
"Mr. Rong..."
The eunuch had just finished speaking when a handsome man dressed in riding clothes and arrow sleeves suddenly walked in from outside. It was Rong Xuan. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the unusual atmosphere in the hall. Then he handed the black bow in his hand to the attendant, walked up to Ji Fan and asked, "What's wrong? You ran underground without wearing boots. What if you get cold?"
After saying this, he didn't shy away from saying anything, but leaned over and picked the man up from the ground, passed through the curtain and walked into the inner room. The eunuch saw this and immediately bowed his head, and immediately left the room and closed the door.
Ji Fan suddenly felt weightless and finally came to his senses. He unconsciously grasped Rong Xuan's shoulders and spoke with uneasiness in his voice: "Where did you go just now?"
Rong Xuan half-knelt beside the bed and put Ji Fan on the bed. Seeing that he was holding on to him tightly, he couldn't help but smile and leaned over according to his strength: "Feng Chen and I went to the mountains to hunt. I heard that in your Yan country, the man has to hunt a good white fox for the wedding. I watched for half the night and finally caught one. I'll give it to you as a betrothal gift."
After saying that, he touched Ji Fan's frowning brows and said, "Why do you look so bad? Did you have a nightmare?"
Ji Fan didn't say anything. After a while, he slowly let go of Rong Xuan's shoulders. But in the next second, he buried his face in his arms, hugged his neck and said in a hoarse voice: "Rong Xuan, I want to get married..."
Rong Xuan smiled: "You are confused. Isn't today the day we get married?"
After he finished speaking, he called the maid who had been waiting outside the palace, took the wedding dress himself, walked to the bed and sat down, and pulled Ji Fan out of the quilt: "Don't you want to get married? Why don't you even try on the wedding dress? You are not the kind of person who sleeps in."
Ji Fan did not say that he had a nightmare, and followed Rong Xuan's strength to get up and put on his clothes. The wedding dress of Yan State was not bright red, but dark red, luxurious but not ostentatious. Ji Fan was used to wearing white clothes, and now he suddenly changed into such a gorgeous color, which made him more eye-catching.
Rong Xuan was stunned for a moment, then leaned over and kissed his face: "So beautiful."
Seeing him standing right before my eyes so vividly finally dispelled some of the sinister feeling brought by the nightmare.
Ji Fan felt the warm touch on his cheek and was stunned for a moment. Then he ordered someone to bring the wedding dress and put it on Rong Xuan himself, tying the belt and folding the sleeves, just like in the past.
Rong Xuan was tall and graceful, and in a red dress, she was naturally good-looking. From a distance, they looked like a perfect couple.
The wedding banquet was held at night. The ceremony for the emperor was extremely grand. Ten miles of red silk was spread on the ground, from one end of the Tianxi Palace to the other. Afterwards, they knelt down to worship the ancestral temple and burned incense to worship their ancestors. It was very complicated. But Ji Fan and Rong Xuan were both meticulous and sincere and completed the whole set of etiquette seriously.
With the officials as witnesses and the mountains and rivers as their oath, they were married in front of the witnesses of the world and would be together for the rest of their lives. Upon hearing the news, the newly crowned empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty directly returned the six continents ceded by the State of Yan in the Battle of Changling as a gift, which made people have to admire her generosity.
Rong Zhengqing is now set to be the father-in-law of the emperor. He grinned from ear to ear at the wedding banquet, drank several jars of wine in succession, and almost got into a fight with General Han when he was drunk.
"Let them fight. Who says scholars look down on each other? The same is true for warriors."
Rong Xuan didn't worry about Rong Zhengqing getting hurt at all. After worshipping heaven and earth, he directly pulled Ji Fan into the bridal chamber. They had sworn an oath in front of the moon in Zhou State, but it was not grand enough. Now they finally made up for it.
Ji Fan didn't say anything. Seeing the red in the hall, he finally felt relieved. He hooked Rong Xuan's belt and looked around. He was still as charming as ever, with a kind face and a pair of enchanting eyes that could easily make people fall in love with him.
"Rong Xuan..."
Ji Fan called him, then felt something was wrong and slowly changed her words: "Husband..."
Rong Xuan used to be a servant of the Crown Prince of Yan, and now he is a servant of the Emperor of Yan. Hearing this, his Adam's apple rolled and he chuckled. His palm slowly pressed against the other's abdomen, and he chuckled softly, "Tonight is the wedding night, and I don't know if Your Majesty will be pregnant with my child."
Ji Fan didn't say anything. He tilted his head slightly and bit Rong Xuan's earlobe. His voice was hoarse and seductive: "Do you have the courage..."