Logically speaking, Xiaoman and Zhou Gongyu cannot meet each other these days, but just the day before the wedding, Zhou Gongyu changed into casual clothes and left the palace and asked her to meet at the back door of Jiang's mansion.

When Xiaoman went to find him, Jiang Chi passed by her. Both of them looked at each other without saying a word.

When Xiaoman walked away and saw that his figure was about to disappear from the corner of the corridor, Jiang Chi turned around and looked at her.

His eyes were dull and hopeless.

The red silk hanging in Jiang's house reflected his eyes, as bright as a ball of fire, burning all the feelings that should not be revealed in his heart to ashes.

The back door was not opened, and no one was waiting for her there.

Xiaoman stopped and asked Bai Yan in confusion: "Didn't Brother Gongyu ask me here?"

A light knock came from the door. Xiaoman ran over in surprise and wanted to open the door. The person outside the door said, "It can't be opened."

"Why did I ask me to meet, but I refused to see me?"

Zhou Gongyu chuckled and replied: "It's not that he refuses, it's not that he can't.

I'll see you tomorrow, why bother to be so impatient?

It is unlucky to meet in advance, and it will break the rules. They said they should keep these three days to last for a long time."

But where did he come from long and long? It was just a false statement, just deceiving others.

Fortunately, Xiaoman didn't refute anything, so he let him go, and said, "I'm not anxious, I won't see you if you don't see you."

"I'm anxious."

Zhou Gongyu's voice was light and light, as if he was expressing his feelings, and every word was extremely gentle.

"Although you can't see it, you can hear your voice. This shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules."

Xiaoman's heart was beating rapidly, his palm was gently pressed against the door panel, and he listened to his voice coming through the crack of the door, and his heart was soft like a ball of light willow catkins.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

“Do you still like that wedding dress?

Have you tried it?"

“I tried it, I like it very much, but it’s too heavy.

And Li Guan, my neck is about to be broken."

Xiaoman spoke about this with a little resentment in his tone. When she thought of holding these things for several hours, she felt a headache.

Zhou Gongyu guessed that she would complain like this and comforted her: "I have already asked the craftsmen to do it lighter, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Tomorrow you will let the maid lose a simple bun, remove the crown in the carriage, and wear it when you get off the carriage.

I have saved some unnecessary etiquette from you, so you can also get less tired and go to rest early.”

"So it can be avoided. Is there any worship left?"

"These customs are unnecessary and can naturally be avoided."

Zhou Gongyu said it easily, and Xiaoman took it seriously.

Little did he know that before this, because of the reduction of the process of the wedding, he discussed with the ministers of the Ministry of Rites for nearly half a month, and the court officials were so fierce that they were still unable to shake him.

Finally, after a compromise discussion, the people of the Ministry of Rites would not be so angry that they could hit the pillar.

She didn't want to marry Zhou Gongyu, and it would be an exaggeration to say that she was unable to help herself.

But loving him again is my choice.

Since you know your heart, there is nothing to admit.

When a person lives for a lifetime, he should still leave fewer regrets.

"Brother Gongyu, I will marry you tomorrow."

Through the thick door panel, the sound was heard, as thin as a mosquito, but he still caught it.

Zhou Gongyu raised his hand and gently stroked the mottled red paint on the door, as if he could touch Xiaoman behind the door.

"wait for me."

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When the wedding day really came, Xiaoman felt nervous as a newlywed bride.

What used to be like a dream for her was really happening now.

The wedding dress is luxurious, and the upper body is stacked layer by layer, so you can feel heavy when walking.

The gift crown made of gold pearls and jade was pressed heavily, and the steps made a crisp impact sound as they walked.

This year's Flower Festival was overwhelmed by the prince's wedding.

The red street is in the ten-mile long street, and the wedding procession can’t see the end at a glance.

The rules of today are that marriage is often at dusk.

Xiaoman was being dressed up all day long, and he was dressed up carefully. The maids and nanny around him kept walking, almost dazzling her eyes.

The nanny repeatedly told her not to eat too much, for fear of delaying the marriage, Xiaoman only drank a bowl of shredded chicken porridge.

When the gongs and drums were roaring and the sound of firecrackers sounded, Bai Yan hurriedly handed her the fan and asked the nanny to help her out.

The bride covers her face with a fan and has to wait for the ceremony before she can take it off.

Xiaoman was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and slowly walked past the corridor covered with wisteria amid the cheers and cheers of the crowd. The crabapple in the hall was in full bloom, the shadows of flowers swayed. When the wind blew, the petals fell down and floated onto her shoulders.

The unparalleled prince, the most charming spring scenery in March, smiled brightly after seeing the bride appear.

Everyone who caught a glimpse of this scene was stunned.

As a brother, Jiang Chi wanted to help Xiaoman board the carriage.

Even if there is no gap between the two, we must try our best to maintain the superficial family affection.

Zhou Gongyu looked at Jiang Chi with a look of danger. He looked at his movements. As long as he was inappropriate, he could immediately take Jiang Chi's life after today.

When Jiang Chi held Xiaoman, he only dared to hold her arm and looked at the wedding dress covered with sunset.

When Xiaoman lowered his head, his steps shaking, and the pebbles of the crabapple that were accidentally touched fell from his hair bun and fell on Jiang Chi's arms and wrists.

His eyes moved slightly, and he waited silently for her to get on the carriage, and his arms were carefully lifted. After turning around, no one saw them, he gently picked up the fallen flowers and clenched them in the palm of his hand.

During the Flower Festival, women will send flowers to their sweethearts, and those who collect flowers will be with her for a long time.

Today is Hua Chao, Jiang Xiaoman’s wedding day, and the person who has been with her for a long time is Zhou Gongyu.

The wedding team went to the palace, and there were heavy troops on the way to prevent a mistake from being disturbed.

Zhou Gongyu said that he had simplified the trivial matters of the wedding, and it was really not a lie to her again.

She was worried that she would take off the gift crown from the carriage, and when she went down, she would wear it in a crooked manner and would make a fool of herself, so she didn't take it off and leaned against the wall of the car to rest.

Because there are too many people, she was sent to the East Palace after all this, and she was still a little confused and unrealistic.

The sore neck reminded her that everything was true.

It really happened that Zhou Gongyu worshipped the world and became the crown princess.

According to others' words, Zhou Gongyu had a ceremony with her and wanted to say a long congratulation. Xiaoman frowned and wanted to take off the heavy crown on his head immediately.

Zhou Gongyu noticed her discomfort and said to the person beside him: "I'll save you this."

The maid was Zhou Gongyu's man, so he naturally listened to him and obediently took a group of people out.

As the prince, he also needs a banquet for guests, and Xiaoman has to wait for a long time.

At this time, the sky had already darkened. She had been struggling for more than half a day and was exhausted.

Zhou Gongyu took off her hair crown, carefully sorted out her hair that was hooked by Bu Yao, and whispered: "I will come back early. You can have a meal first. If you are really tired, you should take a rest first."

Xiaoman sat in front of the mirror and nodded sleepily.

Seeing that her eyelids were almost unable to lift up, Zhou Gongyu couldn't help but smile and said, "Are you really that tired?"

If he wanted to say something else, A Si, who was outside the door, began to urge him.

"You go quickly."

After the man left, Xiaoman lay on the table to rest and waited for the maid to bring her dinner before she woke her up.

Zhou Gongyu's bedroom was always neat and meticulous, but now it is covered with red candles and silk, so festive that she feels uncomfortable.

Bai Yan served by the side and heard Xiaoman chant: "There are so many people. I have always been afraid that I will forget any step. It turned out that someone reminded me.

I just have to hold the fan, but I can't put it down if I lift my hand and my neck is so sore. It turns out that getting married is such a troublesome thing."

"Are the Crown Princess unhappy?"

When she heard this title, she was slightly stunned and felt a little sad.

“Not…”

After using the meal, Xiaoman's sleepiness was dispelled, so he simply asked someone to prepare hot water to clean it up.

Thinking that it would take a long time for Zhou Gongyu to come back, she took a shower and got into the bed.
To be continued...