The sixth day of the sixth month is a good day for marriage.
The morning sun shines, and the red lanterns hanging high sway in the breeze.
Above the vermilion gate, red silk with phoenix patterns and golden threads stretches out from the front of the gate all the way to the inner courtyard. It is brilliant and gorgeous, like a fairyland on earth.
The courtyard was lit with colorful lanterns, and palace maids were coming and going, with everyone's face filled with joy.
In the main courtyard, behind a carved red lacquer screen, Yuan Zhao sat in front of her dressing box, wearing a shawl, her eyes and eyebrows gentle, bright and charming.
In the bronze mirror, the phoenix crown swayed gently, and the tassels hung down, making her skin look even whiter, and she had a touch of dignified and graceful charm.
Gan Tang and Bi Yun carefully put cinnabar on her forehead, drew her eyebrows and tied her hair.
Gan Tang involuntarily stopped and looked at the person in the mirror carefully. A look of amazement appeared in his eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh,
"Your Highness, you are even more beautiful than before..."
As soon as the words fell, the room fell silent for a moment.
The master, servant and the other two were slightly startled, their thoughts unconsciously drawn back to the last time they had such a scene.
Yuan Zhao looked at himself in the mirror quietly, his eyes moved slightly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said as if talking to himself,
"I'm not young anymore..."
"How could that be?" Biyun continued, "Your Highness today is truly a peerless sage."
Gan Tang glanced out the window. The morning light had already illuminated the sky, and the faint light fell on the vermilion window frames.
The auspicious time is approaching.
Just when the atmosphere was quiet, a burst of cheerful noise suddenly came from outside the courtyard.
"Mother! Mother!"
The courtyard door was pushed open by a small figure, and Yuan Qiyu, carrying Yuan Zhizhi on his back, rushed in like a gust of wind.
"Oh! Young master, slow down!" Biyun hurriedly reminded him, but Yuan Qiyu had already jumped and ran in front of Yuan Zhao.
When the brother and sister looked up, they saw their mother sitting in front of the dressing table. Their eyes widened at the same time, their mouths opened into a circle, and their faces were filled with amazement.
“Wow…”
Yuan Zhao was amused by them. He slowly stood up, bent down, stretched out his hand, and took Yuan Zhizhi from Yuan Qiyu's back.
The little girl was wearing a bright red dress. After being gently picked up by her mother, she carefully snuggled in Yuan Zhao's arms.
His round eyes stared at Yuan Zhao without blinking, his mouth slightly open with a bit of dullness.
After a moment, the little hand grasped the mother's sleeve and sighed softly -
"Mother is so beautiful!"
Yuan Zhao couldn't help laughing and gently touched her little face.
"Zhizhi is also very beautiful today."
Yuan Qiyu stood aside, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and asked nonchalantly,
"Mom, when will Daddy come?"
Biyun covered her mouth and laughed, "Young Master, the wedding procession won't arrive for another hour or two!"
Yuan Qiyu blinked, moved closer to Yuan Zhao, and asked mysteriously,
"Mother... I heard... that my second sister is going to be recorded in the family tree of my father's family?"
Upon hearing this, Gan Tang and Bi Yun couldn't help but look at each other, both a little surprised.
Yuan Zhao raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Did your brother Xuan tell you?"
Yuan Qiyu smiled and scratched his head.
"My second sister said that she inherited Daddy's Huo family spearmanship, so after Daddy and Mom got married, he wanted to discuss with Mom and have her included in the Huo family tree."
When Yuan Zhao heard this, a gentle smile flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his eyes slightly and nodded slightly.
She was indeed a little surprised that Yuan Nan'an took the initiative to mention this matter that day.
This daughter has had her own ideas since she was young, but she never expected that her daughter would come up with this idea on her own.
Yuan Zhao also discussed this matter with Huo Yan.
Huo Yan didn't want her to go through the pain of childbirth again, so he had no plans to have another child of the Huo family's bloodline.
His original idea was that when Huo Zhengze got married and had children, he could also provide offspring for the Huo family.
Nan Nan inherited the Huo family's spear skills and is also a grateful child.
She herself was naturally aware of the importance of the surname "Yuan", but compared to the royal status, she would rather be a descendant of the Huo family and stand on the boundless battlefield in place of Huo Yan and the soldiers of the Huo family for generations.
Similarly, it is also to protect the Yuan family's territory.
She was so young, yet she could say such words. Yuan Zhao and Huo Yan were extremely shocked.
Huo Yan naturally had no reason to refuse.
If Yuan Nan'an really wanted to, he would also be willing to hand over the Huo family's foundation to this child.
After all, Nan Nan was taught by him.
After the wedding, Huo Yan took Yuan Nan'an to open a clan temple and include the family tree.
Yuan Qiyu was leaning against Yuan Zhao at this moment, her small body leaning softly against her, tilting her head back, blinking her clear eyes, and asking curiously,
"Then mother, will my second sister's surname be Huo from now on?"
Yuan Zhao nodded slightly, his tone gentle,
"Once she's included in the family tree, her surname will naturally be Huo."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qi Yu pursed his lips, as if thinking about something seriously.
After a moment, he quietly moved closer and said in a soft and sticky voice -
"Then mother...if I'm not in father's family tree, can I be called Yuan Qiyu or Huo Qiyu?"
His eyes were shining and serious, as if he was thinking about an extremely important issue.
Yuan Zhao was stunned. Gan Tang and Biyun couldn't help laughing when they heard it behind him. They lowered their heads and laughed secretly.
Yuan Zhao laughed and tapped his little head with his finger.
"If you want, of course you can."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Qiyu immediately smiled, grabbed Yuan Zhao's hand and shook it like a spoiled child, with a proud look on her face.
He felt very happy.
He doesn't want to give up either his father or mother.
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