Yuan Qi Yu ran hurriedly from the front yard to the back yard, his little face flushed red, and he reported the progress of the wedding procession breathlessly along the way.
Unable to wait any longer, he simply rushed to Yuan Heng, grabbed his sleeve, shook it anxiously, and raised his head and said anxiously,
"Uncle San Huang, please stop making things difficult for my father! Please let my father marry my mother home!"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around burst into laughter.
Seeing this, Shen Yunzhou raised his hand and slapped Yuan Qiyu's butt lightly, scolding him with a smile,
"You are such a heartless person! You have already bent your elbow to the Huo family. Where is there any place for us?"
Yuan Qiyu stumbled forward after being slapped, and immediately turned around to glare at Shen Yunzhou fiercely, retorting with a puffed-up face:
"Uncle! If you do this again, next time you get married, I will definitely stop you from entering the house!"
Shen Yunzhou was originally laughing happily, but he was choked by this sentence.
His expression froze, even the curve of his mouth couldn't be stabilized, his eyes unconsciously dodged away, and he looked guilty.
Seeing this, everyone burst into laughter. Even Yuan Heng couldn't help but cough lightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
At this noisy moment, Huo Yan saw that the time had come, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and waved his hand.
Mo Yu behind him immediately understood what he meant, and with a wave of his hand, he threw a stack of bright red envelopes into the crowd.
“Grab the red envelope!”
The festive red envelopes drew beautiful arcs in the air, and everyone's eyes lit up. They were instantly attracted and rushed to grab them.
In an instant, the crowd blocking the door collapsed and fell into chaos.
Huo Yan's eyes flashed slightly, and he stepped forward without hesitation, taking the opportunity to rush into the gate with the wedding party!
…
In the hall, Yuan Zhao heard the noise gradually growing outside. Gan Tang smiled slightly and gently covered her with the veil.
"The Prince Consort has entered the palace!"
The red veil covers her head lightly, the rosy robe is dazzling, and the phoenix crown and pearls are shining.
She sat quietly in the main hall, her back straight, her hands folded on her knees, a faint smile between her brows.
The red candles are burning high, and joy is everywhere.
Huo Yan, dressed in red, walked into the door with steady and firm steps.
His gaze passed over the red candles and sandalwood smoke and fell fixedly on the red shadow sitting in the hall.
She sat there quietly, as gentle as pearls and jade, as dazzling as stars.
Even with a red veil covering her face, it still couldn't hide her splendor and luxury.
Huo Yan stopped and looked at her deeply, with tenderness that was hard to conceal in his eyes.
He raised his hand and held out his palm, his voice low and gentle, word by word:
"Zhao Zhao, I'm here to pick you up."
…
The wedding procession came out of the princess's mansion and went to the imperial palace first.
Yuan Zhao's situation was special. She did not marry out of the palace, but she still took Huo Yan to the Qinzheng Palace to bid farewell to Emperor Xuan.
All officials gathered in front of the Qinzheng Hall, and all civil and military officials stood solemnly in court robes.
The princess married for the second time, and this time her husband was her childhood sweetheart, the general.
He has a distinguished family background and outstanding military achievements.
The two of them are both talented and beautiful, and are a perfect match.
Emperor Xuan personally escorted the bride to the palace, Crown Prince Yuancheng officiated the wedding, and the red makeup spread for hundreds of miles. Everyone inside and outside the palace was immersed in the joy of this grand wedding.
This marriage naturally became one of the most talked-about topics in Dacheng over the next decade.
The Huo family and the princess's residence were both decorated with lights and filled with guests, making it extremely lively.
Throughout the day, there was a constant stream of guests coming and going, and the sound of laughter was deafening.
At the princess's mansion, Yuan Musheng took the initiative to take on the task of entertaining the guests.
Inside and outside the mansion, he behaved properly, spoke gently, and entertained everyone without any mistakes, until a clear voice sounded from the mansion door -
"The Princess of Northern Qiang has arrived—!"
Yuan Musheng paused and looked up.
He never expected to see Jingyang again on such a day.
She never imagined that she would travel thousands of miles to Dacheng and come to the capital again.
At this moment, the noise in front of the princess's mansion seemed to quiet down for a moment.
Not only Yuan Musheng, but all the guests in the mansion were surprised by this announcement.
Princess Ji of Northern Qiang actually came for the princess's wedding?
Jingyang stood in front of the princess's mansion, looking up at the familiar plaque with a deep gaze.
From a distance, she saw a familiar figure walking towards her.
Yuan Musheng still looked as gentle and elegant as jade, but today, because of the wedding, he changed out of his usual plain robe.
She was wearing a brocade robe with dark patterns, the red embroidery faintly reflecting light, which was very different from her usual cold and elegant appearance.
What Jing Yang was wearing today was the goose yellow dress she bought at Baoshang Pavilion when she first came to the capital.
The crowd made way for her, and everyone in the house was looking at this foreign visitor.
Jingyang's expression remained unchanged, and his gaze fell indifferently on the person in front of him.
In mid-air, a black shadow swooped down and landed steadily on her shoulder. It spread its wings slightly and let out a clear and loud eagle cry.
Yuan Musheng's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes darkened a little as he looked at the sharp black pupils.
...Even Jinghong came.
When their eyes met, all the past events were left in silence.
Yuan Musheng lowered his eyes slightly, then bowed his hands, speaking in a gentle tone.
"Your Highness has come so far, and it's truly exhausting. Please don't be offended by not welcoming you."
Jingyang smiled slightly and shook his head gently, his expression still calm.
"I have come here on the orders of the King." She raised her eyes, her tone steady, "Your Highness has contributed greatly to the peace between our two countries. Northern Qiang should personally congratulate you. This gift is also a token of our friendship."
She spoke calmly, but when he stood closer to her, Yuan Musheng noticed that she had lost a lot of weight.
His face became thinner and a hint of fatigue appeared in his eyes.
It can be seen that she...is not living well.
But she still maintained her composure, turned sideways with a calm look, and gestured to Xuezhu behind her.
Xuezhu clapped her hands, and then several Northern Qiang followers carried box after box of red boxes into the princess's mansion.
The guests around took a deep breath and started talking about it.
“So many boxes?!”
"The Princess of Northern Qiang actually brought such a generous gift?"
"Isn't this amount more than the betrothal gift?"
Yuan Musheng had never expected that Jingyang would bring such a generous gift.
His eyes moved slightly, and he looked at her calmly, while Yang Yang remained calm and composed, standing there, like a snow lotus on the snow-capped mountains in the north.
Soon, the ceremonial officer from Northern Qiang came forward and opened the boxes one by one and performed the ceremony.
"Three Tianshan Snow Lotuses."
"Fifty pairs of top-quality jadeite."
"One hundred red flame agates."
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