The maid in green shirt had a smile in her almond-shaped eyes and nodded softly, "Yes, Yin'er will go right away."
On the way from the side room to the main hall, Yin'er was still slightly puzzled. Two hours ago, when she sprinkled the cup of Yangzhi Xianlu on Miss Meng, she thought she would definitely die today.
Unexpectedly, everything took a shocking turn after the Lord came to Hanchen Palace.
Not only did Miss Meng not blame her for her recklessness, she even praised the sisters in front of the Lord, saying that they were clever and ingenious. She was very satisfied, and even asked the Lord to ask some of them to be his personal maids.
By the time Yin'er entered the inner room of the main hall, Xi Meng had already dressed up and was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, staring at the figure in the mirror, lost in thought.
I saw the figure in the mirror wearing a fiery red wedding dress. The golden phoenix feather crown reflected the dazzling light through the bronze mirror. The face under the phoenix crown was wrapped in rich and beautiful makeup. If it weren't for those unique purple eyes,
Yin'er almost couldn't recognize it. This was the purple jade butterfly that the Lord had been waiting for for thirty-seven years.
Yin'er secretly marveled, this purple jade butterfly is really beautiful. No wonder the Lord sent all the other ladies in the harem back overnight in order to marry her. Even Qingwan, the water tribe princess who was usually favored by the Lord, also
No exception, it is rumored that the leader of the Shui Tribe personally ordered someone to take him back to the Sea of Forgotten Souls before midnight today.
"Sister Yin'er, don't be in a daze. The etiquette officer has ordered someone to wait outside the palace. If we miss the auspicious moment, we can't bear it!" The person who spoke was the one who came to Hanchen Palace with Yin'er earlier.
The maid in silk clothes who serves Xi Meng is named Rouge.
Yanzhi was busy covering Ximeng with the hikerchief in his hand, when he saw Yin'er standing aside in a daze. There happened to be a maid outside the hall urging her, and she just said that the Lord was already waiting in Fengyu Hall, and she was just waiting for him.
Hou Feng drives there and performs the ceremony immediately.
Hearing this, Yin'er hurriedly came to her senses, stepped forward to support Shi Meng, and said with a smile: "Girl, it's time to get up."
Xi Meng, whose face was covered by Xipa, seemed a little sluggish. Yin'er held her arm and called her twice, but she still had no intention of getting up.
Because he couldn't see her expression clearly at this moment, he thought that the silk handkerchief was thick and covered her ears and eyes, so he raised his hand and gently opened a corner of the silk handkerchief, and said to Simeng: "Girl, the auspicious time has come. It's time to get up and go to Fengyu Hall."
Salute."
Xi Meng suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yin'er intently. He opened the Xipa and held it tightly in his hand. His lips trembled slightly. He glanced at the people in front of him and saw that there were about a dozen people in brocade clothes surrounding the hall at this moment.
The maids all wore jubilant red begonias on their temples.
The begonia flower was as red as blood, which stung her eyes. There seemed to be a soft and soft force floating in her heart. Her mind felt heavy and dull, and her body was shaking a little.
"Yin'er..."
She didn't know how long she could stay awake. It seemed like there was a pair of invisible hands hiding in the dark, pulling her soul into its palms and playing with it, making her sometimes awake and sometimes confused.
She only felt that the only one who could save her now was herself. As long as she did not step out of this cold dust palace for a day, Cang Xuan would not force her to do so given his temperament.
She originally wanted to say that she was feeling unwell and hoped that Cang Xuan could postpone the wedding.
But what everyone heard was, "Yin'er, I'm not very happy with the orchid fragrance on this wedding handkerchief. Please ask Xi Niang to get a new wedding handkerchief."
Her voice was as soft as water. As soon as she finished speaking, Xiniang, who was already smart and sensible, presented her with a handkerchief scented with snow plum cold incense.
Xi Meng's heart trembled, and she felt that the person who was playing with her soul seemed to be living in her body, and her every word and deed was controlled by that person.
But she didn't even have the strength to resist at all. Whenever she tried to gather her energy, she would feel dizzy and weak, and then fall into a deep sleep.
When she wakes up again, it is often several hours later, but she has no memory of what happened in the meantime.
It seems that right now, she clearly remembers that Yin'er sprinkled Yangzhi Xianlu all over her body. She feels upset and wants to go out of the palace to get some fresh air, but then...
When she came to her senses later, she was already wearing a wedding dress and a wedding veil. Everyone was waiting for her to get up and go to Fengyu Hall to salute Cangxuan.
Her eyesight went dark, and the cold fragrance hit her face. Yin'er had covered her phoenix crown with the hikerchief again, her wrists sank, and her left and right hands were gently supported, so she could only follow their steps,
He walked slowly towards the outside of the palace.
All he could see was the extremely luxurious wedding dress and the faintly visible red embroidered shoes.
With every step she took, her heart became colder. She wanted to stop, but found that she could not control her feet at all.
Come to think of it, I must marry Cang Xuan today.
Poor Mu Zili doesn't know where to find her at this moment. How should he face it if he knows that he is about to become someone else's wife?
It turns out that even if you practice for thousands or thousands of years, there are still many things that you can't do anything about.
She thought that living in the body of this purple jade butterfly was a gift from God to her.
But they forgot that she was an orphan. She had been alone since she was a child and had nothing outstanding. How could she get God's favor?
Looking back on the past, everything seemed like a dream, illusory and ethereal.
Whether it was Mu Zili, Yifeng, or Sima Luocheng, they all fell in love with her, but in the end they were just passers-by in her life.
In the end, she was still alone, walking into Yunshui Palace, and still wanted to become Cang Xuan's wife.
Perhaps, as early as when she woke up from the bodhi leaf that day, everything that happened today was already destined.
Thinking like this, the sadness in my heart seemed to dissipate a little, and my steps became lighter.
It's just a wedding. Although the groom is not the person she cares about, he is still the master of a realm and has saved her life. Not to mention how many flower demons and snake demons there are in his palace, let him be.
Just give her a small world and let her have a place in this world.
She thought she could let go.
She thought she could forget.
She thought she could accept it all silently.
However, when the sound of the fairy music in front of her reached her ears, her heart still couldn't stop trembling. Fortunately, Yin'er and Yanzhi were supporting her. In the eyes of others, they could only see the empress's light steps, decent manners, and respect.
The Lord is a perfect match.
Fengyu Hall, located in the center of Yunshui Palace, was originally Cangxuan's dormitory.
Today, the palace was decorated with festive decorations both inside and outside the palace, with big red happy characters plastered all over every corner.
Even the sycamore tree in the yard has been carefully decorated, with thumb-sized red pearls strung in strings and hanging all over the branches, attracting attention like a red fairy fruit.
The rabbit monsters who are good at playing music sit in a circle under the tree, playing the piano or the flute. Their faces are all red and full of joy.