The sky is high, the clouds are clear, the sun is bright, the sky is blue, and the breeze is gentle.
The gongs and drums were noisy, and a gorgeous sedan decorated with red silk and satin was carried by eight bearers from Huamanlou. It was accompanied by a band playing gongs and drums, and was watched by the curious eyes of passers-by on both sides of the road.
, marching to the Palace of the God of War.
In the joyful wedding procession, everyone's face was filled with bright and happy smiles. The band played passionate wedding music, followed by dozens of beautiful young women holding flower baskets and constantly greeting passers-by along the street.
Sprinkle wedding candy.
Innocent children scrambled to grab the wedding candies and ran into the wedding procession, only to be hurriedly pulled back by adults rushing over.
Some people who didn't know curiously asked passers-by, "Is this the wedding procession of the God of War?"
The person asked rolled his eyes and replied: "Don't you know? The emperor personally presided over the wedding, and Prince God of War married the fourth lady of Huamanlou as his concubine! Today is the day of the wedding!"
Some people said with envy, "This beautiful fourth lady is really lucky! Not only did she get the favor of the world-famous Prince of War, but she also got the supreme honor of the emperor personally presiding over the wedding. Even if she is just a concubine, she should be
I’m so satisfied!”
Someone curiously asked: "Who is this fourth lady? Why is the God of War Prince so in love with her?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone around him already answered: "It is said that this fourth lady has been carefully cultivated by Aunt Rong since she was a child. Before she left the court, she was loved by the sixth prince. People who were lucky enough to see her beauty came back and said that this fourth lady
The young lady is beautiful, has an outstanding temperament, is smart, shows off her charms, is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and has her own style of singing, dancing and playing. She can be called a talented woman in the world! If she were not so beautiful and talented, I believe she would not be recognized.
The favor of the supreme God of War, Prince.”
There are also women who are unconvinced and think, "Humph! It's just a superficial appearance, an empty appearance! The women in the brothel are of low status, how can they be worthy of the extraordinary and heroic God of War!"
Yes! Feng Qingge, the god of war, used to guard the border. He had won countless praises in the hearts of the people and achieved an unparalleled status. His domineering power and might were deeply imprinted in the hearts of the people. He was unparalleled in beauty.
His appearance even attracted the favor of countless women, who foolishly and foolishly gave away their hearts. Just because Feng Qingge was so perfect, so perfect that all women thought that no woman in the world could be worthy of him!
And this beautiful fourth lady Xue Meitong is unknown, what kind of person is she?!
There was a woman biting her lips lightly, twisting her handkerchief tightly into a ball. She secretly resented and was jealous that this brothel prostitute named Xue Meitong could marry into the royal family and fly up a branch to become a phoenix!
Some curious people couldn't help but poke their heads around, hoping to see something from the red gauze hanging from the car curtain window frame. They even hoped that the wind would blow up the gauze curtain, allowing them to get a glimpse of the beauty of the people in the car.
Just as they called in anticipation, the red gauze fluttered lightly, shaking out water-like lines, and quietly flew up in a small arc.
All eyes were instantly focused on that corner and froze.
Just when the gauze curtain was about to fly up, a hand stretched out from the corner of the curtain and gently pinched the naughty red gauze.
Those fingers were like newly peeled bamboo shoots with the aroma of fresh morning dew. The green jade fingers cast a dazzling brilliance under the refraction of the sun. Even the top-grade white fat jade was nothing more than this. The slender fingers were as soft as boneless,
The nails cut through the light and shadow, shining like pearls.
"Wow--"
Some people in the crowd couldn't help but exclaimed in admiration, their eyes followed the window edge where the fingers were lightly clasping, and they refused to move away for a long time.
Some people couldn't help but exclaimed, "This hand is so beautiful!"
Someone next to him immediately echoed, equally lost, "I guess fairies are nothing more than that!"
If you want to see more, there is nothing more. Only the two fingers half exposed by the window frame make people guess the true appearance of the person in the sedan.
Pushing against the crowded crowd, those who were curious or jealous seemed to be invisibly suppressed by the graceful gesture of the half-exposed fingers, listening to the band playing and singing happily passing by, and the loud sound of gongs and drums all the way to the palace.
Go away.
Feng Qingge was dressed in a gorgeous and exquisite red wedding dress, as noble and dazzling as the Nine Heaven Goddess. He stood quietly at the door of the Palace of the God of War with his hands behind his hands, accompanied by Mu Qingfei, who was simple and elegant in blue but still charming.
He opened the folding fan in his hand with a swipe, and even his best friend's wedding did not change his leisurely expression. Looking at the welcoming procession playing music and singing in the distance, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "What a pity... Such a grand wedding, it turns out that
It’s just a show!”
"Life is like a play!"
Feng Qingge stood with her hands behind her hands, her expression indifferent, without any hint of joy, "Since Feng Longxiang is going to act, then I will act with him. As for you, a theatergoer, don't think this show is not good to watch!"
"It's a pity that such a beautiful woman who is the most beautiful woman in the country is a brothel girl after all."
Sighing but not sighing, she shook the paper fan in her hand, and Mu Qingfei said mockingly, "She is so happy and happy at the moment, but after tonight, she will know how ruthless you are!"
Looking at Mu Qingfei from the corner of his eyes, Feng Qingge was speechless. Although he did not deny that what Mu Qingfei said was true, there seemed to be a voice in his subconscious that was struggling desperately, unwilling to admit that what Mu Qingfei said was true.
fact.
In fact, sometimes even Feng Qingge himself couldn't figure out whether he was sincere towards Xue Meitong or whether he was just pretending. However, when he knew that Xue Meitong was willing to take the Hundred Days Love Gu in order to assassinate him, he was filled with rage.
His heart was filled with so much hatred that even he himself didn't know what it was for.
It's not worth letting his feelings go to a woman who wants to kill him wholeheartedly!
He told himself this.
The sedan chair stopped at the door of the Palace of the God of War, and the sound of firecrackers immediately sounded.
Xi Niang shouted happily, "Your Majesty, pick up the bride Luo——" But she couldn't help but look at Feng Qingge a few more times. In an instant, her heart was filled with love and envy. If she could be Feng Qingge's woman,
, even if it is only for one day, she is satisfied!
Mu Qingfei saw Xi Niang looking at Feng Qingge with her eyes infatuated, which made her feel funny. Looking at Feng Qingge's face again, she couldn't help but admire her.
Feng Qingge, dressed in wedding clothes, is as bright as the midday sun in July, dazzling and dazzling, making it impossible to look directly at her. Her lips are red and white, her teeth are majestic, and she stands in the wind. The men and women in the street can only hide their faces in shame! If they are women, less
If you are a man, you will lose your charm. That kind of beauty is beyond the reach of all men and women.
Now, this actor who is envied and fascinated by the world is slowly walking down the steps, passing through the stone lions tied with red silk, and walking slowly to the sedan chair. His fingers are suspended in the air, "Madam, get off the sedan chair!"