The red makeup that stretches for dozens of miles is like a ball of fire burning in the empty streets of Beidi City. In front of the palace, congratulatory carriages line up from the street to the end of the street, arranged neatly and orderly. There is an official road in the middle of the road for the bride's natal family.
The dowry cars passed by. One after another, the gorgeous carriages were linked together as far as the eye could see. Countless red ribbons were tied on the trees all over the city, dancing wildly in the wind. There were soldiers maintaining order along the roads, and there were surging crowds.
Incessantly, shoulder to shoulder, everyone stretched out their heads to watch this wedding that has never been seen in a century.
The general abandoned tradition and chose Xu time as an auspicious time for the wedding. When the auspicious time came, gunfire and firecrackers were set off, and red lanterns opened the way. Winds and whistles were played along the way. The noble princess sat in a wedding car covered with flower petals and was sent away.
Entering the deep palace of the palace...
The cold wind on a spring night in the border town swirled around her head and made her dizzy. Her brain seemed to be bursting with fiery red words of joy, and the lingering aftertaste was filled with little bits of pain.
The bright moon hung high, the cold stars were embedded in the dark blue sky, and the Milky Way across the night sky silently mocked her innocence.
She still vaguely remembers that the day she first came to the palace, the night sky was so peaceful and distant. The endless imperial tents at that time were now replaced by the bright red wedding house. The cold wind swayed the flowers and trees in the green brocade garden, and she
But his eyes were tightly locked on the hazy mountains and rivers in the distance.
The night wind blew over my face, itching and tingling.
Zhan Qing silently handed over a handkerchief, and she shook her head and refused. The cold air that penetrated her bones made her body and mind numb, and only the tender and tender voice from the past kept echoing in her ears...
"I like you... Meengiya"
"My Meengiya, I will never let you go again!"
"From now on, there is only one mistress in the Northland Palace, and that is you, Meengiya!"
"I will give you everything you want, Meengiya! In this life, I just want you to be by my side!"
It was these warmth that soaked into the heart that taught her to say goodbye to the past completely, to put aside her worries and live willingly in the unfamiliar and cold Minliao grassland. Once her heart is given away, can she still get it back?
"Let's go, Lieutenant General Zhan." She lowered her head and took the initiative to hand her arm to Zhan Qing.
Zhan Qing let out a long sigh and pulled her up to escape from the palace garden under the big tree. Mei Liangchen pulled him back again: "Wait!"
The deep black eyes have hidden the sadness. "I still want to go somewhere."
The place she wanted to go to was the stables adjacent to the palace garden. Ever since she moved into Shanhe Zhai, the 'Thunder God' often lived in the spacious and clean stables.
"Er, err..." Seeing the familiar figure, the God of Thunder couldn't restrain his excitement, snorted and approached the horse fence.
"Hi! Beautiful guy, are you okay?" She raised her hand, hugged Thor's dark and smooth horse's neck, buried her cheek deeply in it, and shrugged her shoulders slightly. Thor's eyes showed a touch of warmth, and it lightly
Lifting his iron hooves, he approaches the mistress he loves, hoping to dissipate her sadness as soon as possible.
Zhan Qing couldn't bear to look any further, turned around silently, and walked outside the empty stable to look after her.
Late at night, the sound of hay being chopped could be heard faintly from the originally quiet stables, followed by the faint sound of singing.
I don't know who is singing to the moon.
Lake Harlan is long and long,
Beautiful girl looks under the moon.
The horse drags the reins, and the eagle returns to its nest.
I miss my parents’ long friendship,
Long lasting friendship...
Lake Harlan...
“The happy car has arrived”
As soon as the gorgeously decorated wedding car arrived in front of the palace, the waiting bride opened the wedding curtain and reminded the bride: "Princess, we are here. Please get out of the car!"
The crowd of congratulatory people gathered in front of the gate to watch the excitement rushed over. A large number of soldiers formed a solid human wall to block the curious eyes of the wealthy gentry in the city.
Wu Yaqi Qige did not wear a red silk covering, and her bright red wedding dress made her flowery face look particularly beautiful and enchanting. She raised her thin eyebrows, blinked her long black eyelashes, and asked: "General
Didn’t come?”
Xi Niang lowered her voice and replied: "The prince is waiting for the princess inside."
It would have been fine if Yelu Qingge didn't go to her mother's house on the grassland to marry her. Now she doesn't show up when her car arrives at the palace, which really makes her lose the face of the Wuya tribe.
After all, she is also a bride.
No woman wants to spend her first night of marriage in humiliation.
"Tell the prince to come and greet me in person, otherwise, this princess will not get off the wedding carriage!" Wu Yaqi Qige put on the airs of a princess.
Xi Niang did not panic. She seemed to have expected that the princess would do this. "The prince has said that if the princess refuses to come in by herself, then she should take her things back to the eastern grassland."
"Pa!" Wu Yaqiqi's eyebrows stood upright, and her big round almond eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire.
"You are so brave, how dare you disrespect me!"
Xi Niang hurriedly knelt down, begging for mercy and calling Chief Lasu Rong for help.
Lasu Rong is the person in charge of the Northland Palace. His appearance made the chaotic and noisy scene a little quieter. Wuya regained some face and became more domineering. "Lasu Rong, you taught me a good slave!"
Rasu Rong bowed and saluted: "It was the old slave who was incompetent in teaching and bumped into the princess. The old slave apologized to the princess!"
"Hmph..." The corners of Wu Ya's red lips turned slightly downward: "I don't dare to be the boss."
Rasu Rong bowed his head and said respectfully: "Old slave, on the order of the prince, please ask the princess to get off the car and enter the house!"
"I have said that the prince will personally welcome me in!" The prairie princess, who was used to being arrogant, extravagant and domineering, brought her unruly habits with her.
Rasu Rong repeated Xi Niang's words expressionlessly. "The prince said that if the princess refuses to come in by herself, then she should take her things back to the eastern grassland."
"Rasu Rong" Wu Ya's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.