The custom of wedding weddings in the capital cannot be the same way, so after receiving the bride's wedding ceremony in the Shou Palace, it went westward, almost around half of the capital. The people crowded the road with the prince's wife, and even some people outside the city came here to watch the fun.

The officers and soldiers stood in two rows in a row to prevent the civilians from rushing to the nobles. The people could only stand outside and watch the legendary King Shou, who suffered from mouth disease and had deep affection, come from a distance. Wherever King Shou passed, no matter how men, women, young and old, all his voice had lost their voices. He could not believe that there were such handsome men in the world. As for the people far away in front, they were still waiting for them. When they saw the appearance of King Shou clearly, they were so amazed that they forgot to praise them.

Zhao Heng, on the horse's back, was wearing a big red wedding robe, a folded scarf, a face like a beautiful jade, and his eyes were like a night star. Although he was the groom, there was no ordinary groom's enthusiasm on his face, and his expression was faint, as if he was the emperor from all over the world, looking down at all the living beings. The people in the capital had already experienced the style of King Chu and King Rui when they welcomed the bride, but when they saw King Shou today, everyone truly realized what the dragon, son, phoenix grandson was.

Such a son, let alone stuttering or mute, cannot be disliked by the emperor!

After coming back to his senses, the people on both sides, especially the young girls wearing cloth or silk clothes, all envied the fourth girl of the Guo family in the sedan chair. The King of Shou was so arrogant and kept his promises. If they could be the princess of one night, they would be willing to live for ten years!

Song Jianing couldn't hear the desire in the girls' hearts. She held the vase tightly and counted the number of times the sedan chair bumps step by step. In this life, Song Jianing had a dream of getting married. In the dream, she didn't know who the groom was. She only remembered that the sedan chair was suddenly stopped by Guo Xiao, and Guo Xiao pulled her out...

Song Jianing knew that dreams were dreams and might not happen, but she was just afraid that she would be unable to feel at ease before entering the palace.

Then, just as Song Jianing counted silently and was a little thirsty, the sedan chairmen suddenly stopped leaving, and someone outside shouted: "Falling in the sedan chair."

Song Jianing's body shook, and his whole body seemed to be pulled away, but this feeling of relaxation lasted only a few breaths. As soon as the sedan chair fell, Song Jianing's heart jumped up again, staring at the sedan door tightly. With a "boom", someone suddenly kicked the sedan door. Song Jianing was extremely panicked. When she heard the female official say auspicious words, she realized her face became hot.

The groom kicked the sedan door, and the female official picked up the curtain of the sedan chair and handed a red silk to the bride and groom. Song Jianing was led out by the groom again. Through the narrow gap under the veil, she saw the golden python pattern on the hem of his big red dress and saw the big feet wearing black leather shoes. Song Jianing always felt that men's feet were too big and ugly, and they were not good-looking in shoes. This is no exception. Therefore, every time she saw King Shou's feet, Song Jianing felt a little closer to him, and he was not that fairy anymore.

"elder sister!"

My younger brother called her excitedly, not sure if he had been following the wedding party or had just run from the Duke's mansion next door. Fortunately, my brother-in-law came to see her off, so there was no need to worry about anything. I guessed that someone was taking care of her younger brother, so Song Jianing withdrew his gaze and slowly followed the man in.

"Congratulations to my third brother, I finally got married to the princess."

A group of guests gathered in front of the door. Song Jianing heard someone congratulations, and he was a little familiar with him. He also called the third brother of Shouwang, so he should be the second prince Ruiwang.

"Why didn't Yuan Xiu smile on a big happy day?"

Song Jianing had never heard of this male voice, but the other party called Shou Wang Yuanxiu. Is Yuanxiu the word "Shou Wang Wang"? The owner of the voice should be the emperor's uncle, the King of Qin. Guessment flashed through my mind quickly, and Song Jianing cared more about Shou Wang's words, Yuanxiu, Yuanxiu... Song Jianing silently pronounced it, and the more he read it, the better he felt it sounded.

He was thinking randomly, and the female official in his ear reminded her to raise her foot.

Song Jianing came back to his senses and realized that the two had arrived at the main hall.

The Shou Prince's Mansion has entered, and this is the place for the church. Song Jianing is completely at ease and secretly glances at the groom beside him. The more she thinks about it, the more beautiful Song Jianing becomes, the corners of her lips are raised, and her heart is also bubbling sweetly.

"Worship the heaven and earth!"

The phoenix crown was too heavy, and Song Jianing could only bow his head slightly, and he had no more satisfied in his two lives than at this moment.

"Two visits to the high hall!"

Emperor Xuande was in the palace, and the two still worshiped north.

"Honey husband and wife!"

Song Jianing closed her eyes. In just four short words, she was the most beautiful words she had ever heard. She got married in a wedding dress, not a concubine who was beside her mistress, not a nameless outdoor room, but a couple, and the man opposite her was her husband. When her head was lowered, Song Jianing couldn't help but she burst into tears. Even she couldn't explain clearly why she cried.

No one noticed the tears that hit the bride's big red dress, except for the groom who was bowing his head to worship the couple.

Zhao Heng stared at the two undetectable wet pieces on the wedding dress opposite, his eyes moved up, but he only saw a red veil.

Why cry? Is he reluctant to part with his parents or he doesn’t want to marry him?

"After the ceremony, the newcomer enters the bridal chamber!"

Zhao Heng calmly put away his doubts, led the red silk and her, and walked towards the new house in the backyard. The male guests stopped. There was a while, and the surroundings became quiet. When they arrived at the backyard, the laughter of the female guests came. Song Jianing was the first to recognize the laughter of Feng Zheng, the princess of Chu.

Song Jianing's face turned red, but he didn't expect to become a sister-in-law with Feng Zheng.

Moving to the new house, the female official helped her sit on the bed, took away the red silk all the way, feeling the wetness of the red silk end, the female official smiled. The princess was younger and was nervously sweating in her palms in winter. One palace maid took the red silk, and the other palace maid walked up with a tray. On the pallet was a golden scale rod.

"Your Majesty can lift the veil." The female official said with a smile.

Zhao Heng picked up the golden scale rod, and was not far away. He came to Song Jianing in three or four steps. Song Jianing had nothing in his hand, and his slender fingers were placed in his wide sleeves, but the rippling and thin folds on the hem of the skirt revealed her nervousness at this moment. Zhao Heng's eyes swept across her sleeves, and then he raised the golden scale rod. His hands were very stable, and the golden hook accurately hooked the red veil.

Song Jianing was even more panicked. At the moment when the veil was completely lifted up, she instinctively closed her eyes.

She couldn't see it, but Zhao Heng saw her. Her familiar chubby face was as tender as tofu and as thin as fat. At this time, the rosy redness was floating on it, which was more beautiful than peach blossoms. Her thick and close eyelashes trembled gently, like the velvet grass blown by the spring breeze, and it was so delicate that she was about to tremble in panic.

This shy and nervous look is definitely not unwilling to marry.

Zhao Heng raised his head calmly.

Song Jianing also opened his eyes at this time, plucked up all the courage to raise his head, and then he caught a glimpse of King Shou's beautiful face and then moved away in panic, and happened to run into Feng Zheng's smiling eyes diagonally opposite. Song Jianing became even more embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, and his ears were hot. The new bride was like this. The female official deliberately waited for the princess of Chu to praise the beauty of the bride before continuing to preside over the ceremony and put on his bun first.

Zhao Heng sat beside Song Jianing.

The two palace maids walked to the newcomer with a pair of scissors. Zhao Heng picked up the scissors and cut a strand spontaneously. Song Jianing watched him finish cutting, and she followed suit and cut it. Seeing that King Shou handed over his strand, Song Jianing's cheeks became even redder. He took the black hair that was harder than hers, and put it together with his own, and cleverly tied a concentric knot.

I have a long hair with you and grow old together.

Looking at the knot in his hand, Song Jianing was a little reluctant to hand it over. Of course, just thinking about it, when the female official came over, Song Jianing obediently sent it out.

After the bun is combined, the couple drinks the wine together.

A palace maid stepped forward, and two scoops were arranged in series with colorful lines on the tray. The two scoops were placed upside down and upside down, and combined into one. At this moment, Zhao Heng took the scoop on it first, and Song Jianing followed closely, took the other half, then raised it flat, watching the palace maid pour wine in. The wine smelled so good. Song Jianing was drunk before drinking it, his face was as red as a cloud, and his little hand holding the scoop handle was trembling faintly.

Zhao Heng drank his wine without looking sideways, but he drank very slowly.

Song Jianing took a small sip, and after drinking a shallow sip, his throat seemed to have been burned by fire, and he licked his lips accidentally.

Zhao Heng finally glanced at her.

Song Jianing felt it and hurriedly looked dignified and well-behaved.

After the ceremony, Zhao Heng went to the front yard to entertain the male guests.

Song Jianing wanted to change his clothes, and Feng Zheng and others went outside to wait. The female official led his palace maids to serve Song Jianing. He took off the twelve-layer princess wedding dress, and then changed into a light set of clothes for hospitality. The hair accessories on his head were much simpler. Song Jianing felt relieved and took a short rest in the house, so he went outside to accompany the female guest.

When he went to the Chu Palace for wedding banquet, Song Jianing met the Princess Qin, who was a middle-aged but easy-going elder. Needless to say, Feng Zheng was Princess Rui. This was the first time she met Princess Rui. Princess Rui was also a slim and slender beauty, but her face was quite heavy and her eyes were filled with depression. Song Jianing had heard gossip. It is said that Prince Rui was very fond of a concubine, and Princess Rui was not very comfortable.

Anyway, she is not a sister-in-law, but Song Jianing has just been polite.

The princess of Wu'an County had just given birth to a daughter and was in confinement at home. She did not come. Princess Duanhui seemed to be in a state of discomfort and did not arrive.

There were also two noble ladies accompanying guests, and with Feng Zheng's help, Song Jianing easily dealt with it.

After the luncheon, the red sun was already westward, and dinner was almost always on the front yard. Zhao Heng was busy, and Song Jianing had a free time and asked Shuang'er and the others to stay outside. She seized the time to lie on the couch and take a nap. She woke up too early in the morning, and her heart kept holding on the road. When she relaxed, she felt tired and tired. If she didn't sleep for a while, Song Jianing was worried that she might fall asleep halfway through serving King Shou at night.

That won't work.

After lying down, Song Jianing fell asleep immediately.

She was sleeping soundly, and her shoulder was suddenly pushed by someone, and Song Jianing suddenly woke up.

"The prince seems to be drunk too much and is using tea in the front yard. Girl... Princess, get ready quickly." Shuang'er said nervously and excitedly.

After hearing this, Song Jianing got up and told Shuang'er to prepare water quickly.

As soon as he moved here, the master and servant were a little panicked and were busy. As soon as the little maid brought the water out, King Shou came.
Chapter completed!