The procession to welcome the bride stopped, and the lively congratulations also stopped.
Si Cang was sitting on the horse with a cold and gloomy expression, while the four tall horses behind him, Huangfu Lingfeng, Fu Nanchuan, Xi Feng and Qi Jin, watched this scene without saying a word, with calm and unfathomable expressions on their faces.
At this time of year, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, so there is no need to use charcoal fire, but there is such a conspicuous brazier in front of the gate of the Prince's Mansion.
What the intention is can be imagined.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." A nun headed by the leader came out and saluted Sicang respectfully, "According to the marriage rules of the Dongyou royal family, the bride needs to step over the brazier to enter the hall and enter the royal family genealogy."
Sicang's tone was gloomy: "Who means this?"
"What does the Queen mean?" Mammy lowered her head and said solemnly, "The meaning of stepping across the brazier is to ward off evil spirits. Especially since the Crown Princess is a foreign princess, she should accept this test. Please cooperate with the Crown Prince and Crown Princess."
As soon as these words came out, Si Cang's expression suddenly turned cold: "Because the Crown Princess is a foreign woman, should I accept it more?"
Mammy, who has served in the palace for a long time, is often self-righteous, thinking that the world in her eyes is the world, who has the final say in the palace and who has the final say. The queen who holds the power of the palace is the king of the harem. Even a dog next to the queen is more important than the emperor.
Most people have the weight to speak.
Normally, her idea is correct.
However, what she met today was Sicang, a man who never paid attention to rules, morals, palace rules, filial piety, any shackles that tried to be tied to him would undoubtedly be whimsical.
The etiquette officials stood aside, the palace maids also lowered their heads, and the chief eunuch persuaded with a smile: "His Royal Highness has just come back, and you may not know the rules of the royal family very well. In fact, stepping over the brazier is really just the most common process in the wedding ceremony.
, stepping over the brazier to drive away evil spirits and avoid poison means that the relationship between husband and wife will be harmonious and harmonious in the future, which is a good thing."
"Even if it's just a process, you shouldn't need such a big brazier, right?" Huangfu Lingfeng smiled coldly, "How can a weak woman step across such a long step? How can she cross a three-foot-long brazier in one step?"
"Master Huangfu has misunderstood." Mammy explained, "The iron plate covering the brazier is for the bride to walk on. There is no need to step over it."
Huangfu Lingfeng raised his eyebrows: "The charcoal fire has made the iron plate scalding hot. Do you want the bride to ward off evil spirits and avoid poison, or do you want the bride to turn into roasted pig's feet on the first day of her wedding?"
Fu Nanchuan frowned and turned to look at him: "Is it appropriate to joke at this time?"
"Young Master is not joking." Huangfu Lingfeng looked coldly at the blatant brazier and the nun who was blatantly blocking the door, "It is clear that someone took the opportunity to punish the Crown Princess and set up such a sinister trick."
"Master Huangfu, please be careful what you say!" Mammy's face changed, "The Queen also acted in accordance with the rules and did not deliberately punish anyone."
In front of everyone, you dare to speak out about the Queen's sinister tricks? Except for the lawless Huangfu Lingtian, there is no other person in Dongyou who has such courage.
Huangfu Lingfeng sneered: "I didn't say this was the Queen's idea. Maybe some unruly slaves are maliciously causing trouble? In my opinion, such unruly slaves should be beaten to death with sticks."
Mammy's face turned green and white, and the eunuch standing by didn't dare to say anything. After all, everyone knew how arrogant and domineering the son of General Wang was, and if he was angered, he could really kill people at will, even the emperor.
He is so indulgent, who else dares to compete with him?
"Isn't what Mr. Huangfu said right?" A young man in brocade robes walked out of the gate with a smile on his face. "Today is the prince's wedding. No one who is so angry, evil and courageous would dare to do so at this time.
Recklessly."
Huangfu Lingfeng looked at him lazily: "Young Prince Yue means that this evil idea is indeed the Queen's idea?"
The man in the brocade robe is Dongling Yue, the son of King Xuan of Dongyou. Before the prince came back, he was one of the most powerful candidates for the throne in Dongyou.
Hearing Huangfu Lingfeng's words, he smiled calmly: "The rules are indeed set by the Queen, but the Emperor also allows it. Besides, the Queen only follows the royal family's ancestral rules and has no other intention to make things difficult."
Dong Lingyue was extremely dissatisfied with the queen's insistence on finding the prince to inherit the throne, so naturally she didn't mind trying to sow discord between mother and son.
Besides, this is the queen's own decision and has nothing to do with anyone else.
Yun Zishu was sitting in the sedan chair, not caring about what was happening outside, sitting quietly as if it had nothing to do with her.
Sicang ignored Dong Lingyue's words, jumped off his horse, turned and walked to the sedan, opened the curtain and took Yun Zishu out of the sedan.
The people who were welcoming the bride all turned their heads to look. Fu Nanchuan and the other two got off their horses and automatically retreated to both sides. The eunuchs, mammies and maids who were blocking the gate also looked up and saw Sicang's movements.
frown.
According to the rules, shouldn't the prince kick the sedan door first, then hand the bride a piece of red silk, and then the two of them walk in holding the red silk?
How could anyone directly lift someone out of the sedan in front of such a person?
Your Highness, the Crown Prince, isn’t worried that he won’t have any dignity in the future?
"Your Highness the Crown Prince," the etiquette officer reminded at the side, "This is against the rules -"
Sicang turned a deaf ear and walked to the door step by step with Yun Zishu in his arms. He tiptoed and passed directly over the brazier. Then he put Yun Zishu down in front of everyone and stood on the red carpet.
.
"The brazier has been crossed." Sicang's voice was cold, "Whoever dares to hinder the marriage will be killed without mercy!"
If it weren't for a happy day that was not suitable for seeing blood, he would definitely tear off the evil slave's head with his own hands.
The eunuch and the nun both shuddered.
"Lengshuang." Sicang's voice seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, "Move this brazier over and check it. If there is any abnormality, report it to me immediately."
"yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, a red shadow flashed in front of his eyes. Huangfu Lingfeng swept past the brazier with neat movements and frowned: "There must be too much cinnabar in it, right?"
He didn't believe that the prince didn't notice it, so he asked Leng Shuang to check, probably just to get more conclusive evidence.
Sicang said nothing and handed the red silk to Yun Zishu, "Let's go."
Yun Zishu smiled and nodded. There was no fear, restraint, or uneasiness on her face, not even the anger of being made things difficult for her. She just held the red silk in her hand as if nothing had happened, stepped on the red carpet, and walked step by step to the wedding hall with Sicang.
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Huangfu Lingfeng followed him, and when he passed by Dongling Yue, he raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice and said: "Prince Yue, you really bothered. In fact, you don't need to deliberately provoke the relationship between the queen and her son, because the prince didn't put the queen at all.
In the eyes.”
Dong Lingyue's pupils were darkened and he looked at him expressionlessly.
Huangfu Lingfeng sneered and stepped into the door. Fu Nanchuan, Xi Feng and Qi Jin followed suit, ignoring Dong Ling's increasingly probing eyes on them.