The long-haired woman asked in a soft, curious voice.

At this time, everyone was climbing the mountain, chatting in groups of three or four.

But as soon as these words came out.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Most people's eyes turned to Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling had already left the crowd and was walking alone on the edge of the mountain road. She tilted her head slightly, staring at the delicate purple flowers in a trance. Her white dress was out of place against the scarlet flower forest.

Everyone had different looks, but it didn't seem like many people were surprised.

I'm sure many people have heard this rumor in the palace, but it has never been personally confirmed by the person involved.

Ning Ying, who was chatting with someone, suddenly stopped talking, turned around, and stared at the silent Concubine Zhao Ling with her beautiful eyes.

Looked at it carefully.

In her impression, Concubine Zhao Ling didn't like to wear the standard white clothes of Taiqing Mansion students before.

Before returning home to visit her relatives at the beginning of the year, Zhao Lingfei often wore brightly colored clothes.

Especially red.

For a while, any woman wearing a red dress in the mansion would attract special attention, because many men in the mansion knew that there was a woman who loved to wear red.

But since Zhao Lingfei came back from her hometown which seemed to be called Dali.

The whole person's dress became simple.

The light and delicate makeup that I used to wear is no longer there.

Now, no matter when, she always looks as beautiful as a lotus emerging from water.

Well, although it is still extremely beautiful, it has lost some of its luster and looks a little dim.

By the way, the ink-colored jade pendant that she had been wearing around her waist since I met her is also gone. I remember that she used to wear it all the time. In her spare time, she would often wipe it with an embroidered handkerchief, bite her lips and stare blankly.

I thought it was a relic left by her relatives before, but now it seems...

Ning Ying raised her eyebrows and moved her eyes upwards.

and.

The most intriguing thing, and also the basis for rumors within the mansion, was her long black hair.

A bun is also called a hair roll.

In the mainstream tradition of the Xuanhuang Realm, there is no mandatory hairstyle requirement for women after they get married, and they can change it as they wish.

but.

Confucianism does.

There is a Confucian academy in Duyou City, so many people in the city know about some Confucian customs, and Ning Ying has also heard of them.

The wife of a Confucian scholar must tie up her long black hair in order to maintain her demeanor.

In the basic etiquette of Confucianism, there are many requirements for bunting hair.

Unless you have committed a serious mistake, you are not allowed to let your hair down in front of outsiders.

Only her husband can untie her black hair.

And the hairstyle must be dignified and unique, and cannot be fiddled with casually.

Ning Ying looked at Concubine Zhao Ling's tied hair with interest.

It was neatly tied up, but it was simply held in place with a wooden hairpin, without any other gold or silver hair accessories, just as simple as her current clothes. This didn't seem to be a rule in Confucianism...

It is said that the reason why Confucianism requires women to wear their hair in a bun and have a dignified manner is because women have to manage the household, and this is a symbol of status and a vow that after they get married, everything from their hair to their toes will be under the care of their husbands.

Ning Ying scoffed at this, what kind of bullshit etiquette is this.

but……

Ning Ying smiled playfully.

So, Xiao Lingfei’s husband is a Confucian scholar?

The corners of her mouth were still raised.

"Little Lingfei, is what your Senior Sister Yu'er said true?"

After Senior Sister Yu'er asked the question just now, Concubine Zhao Ling remained silent. It was unknown whether she heard it or not. She was still looking aside to admire the flowers, her lotus steps never stopping.

Therefore, no one could see her expression.

At this time, Ning Ying spoke again, and because there was no one to chat with, her voice was clearly audible.

Everyone's eyes were on Concubine Zhao Lingfei who turned her head to the side.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Three Breaths...

Fortunately, everyone didn't have to wait too long this time.

The next moment, Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head away.

The woman with her hair in a bun smiled sweetly.

"Um."

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

In addition to her rare brilliant smile, it was more because of her response.

Among the crowd, some men had unchanged expressions and smiles on their handsome faces, but their eyes flickered, and they blinked their eyes, which were a little sore from staring for too long, and turned their heads away from looking at the woman who they had known was out of their reach a long time ago.

Many others took a deep breath and were in shock.

What you hear from rumors and what the parties involved admit are two completely different things.

Now they have finally confirmed it.

Concubine Zhao Ling has a husband!

This will definitely become a hot topic of discussion among the students in the four prefectures of Taiqing after dinner.

Senior Sister Yu'er, who asked the question first, opened her pretty eyes wide, licked her lips, and opened her mouth to ask some more curious questions, um, for example...that Confucian scholar...who is he in the academy?

But Senior Sister Yu'er's eyes met Ning Ying's indifferent look, and she immediately shut up.

There was an awkward silence in the air.

"Okay." Ning Ying smiled, walked over, took Zhao Lingfei's hand, and smiled.

"Today is Sister Yaoer and Brother Cheng's wedding day. Let's go up quickly because the ceremony is about to begin."

Everyone said yes and quickened their pace up the mountain.

Ning Ying glanced at Concubine Zhao Ling's expression. It was still the same as it was not long ago, cold and quiet, as if nothing had happened just now.

She coughed lightly, looked around, and suddenly found a topic to talk about:

"I didn't expect that the Xinran Sect actually had a relationship with Madam Ziyi and could borrow this secluded mountain for half a day. I've never seen Madam Ziyi even in Zhaixing Tower... It seems like joining the Xinran Sect is not bad, Little Lingfei, how about you come after you finish your training?"

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled but did not respond.

…

Under the secluded mountains.

Zhao Rong went back to Lu Wan's carriage.

Seeing that Lu Wan had not returned yet, he left as well.

He found a restaurant very close to the entrance at the foot of the secluded mountain.

After going in and ordering a cup of tea, I looked around and saw that there were indeed monks performing magic of mirror flowers and water moons, watching the Taoist ceremony on the secluded mountain.

It was a ten-foot square water curtain in the center of the hall.

Zhao Rong walked closer and took a closer look.

Above the flowing water curtain, the panoramic view of Youshan Wangquetai is clearly visible.

Zhao Rong squeezed in the crowd and looked up.

After waiting for a while, I found the beautiful figure among a group of people who were coming slowly.

He ignored the other people at the ceremony.

His eyes were fixed on Qingjun.

The water curtain is viewed from an inclined, downward angle. Although the image is clear, it is a bit far away, and one can only see Qingjun's general appearance, but not his specific expression.

But Zhao Rong felt that it was enough.

He felt at peace just looking at her quietly like this.

After being apart for more than half a year, I finally found her.

Zhao Rong glanced at the two pairs of jade plates on his waist and smiled gently.

Not long.

Within the water curtain.

The air was filled with white mist and heavenly music was playing.

A group of fairies in feathered robes danced with colorful ribbons and fluttering sleeves.

The ceremony has begun.