"You have also arrived in the Cangyan Kingdom. Remember not to show off your talents. As a father, I don't want anything else. I just wish you a safe life." Feng Chenxiang's eyes turned red and he warned.
"Dad, don't worry, my daughter will always send you letters to tell you she's safe," Feng Qingzhuang said softly, her eyes slightly moist.
After saying that, with Cui'er's support, Feng Qingzhuang stepped on the red carpet on the ground, walked elegantly and calmly in front of the officials, and walked step by step towards the outside of the palace gate.
Outside the palace gate, the long procession of sending off brides is like a mighty dragon. At the front, as far as the eye can see, Shangguan Xuanqing, who has been named the messenger of sending off brides, is dressed in purple clothes and is riding high on a horse with five hundred guards.
Personal escort
In the middle is a carriage with four maroon horses wrapped in red silk. The bright red silk is fluttering in the wind, which represents the festival. The horses are also tied with red silk on their heads.
Behind the carriage were several large carts of dowry, one of which was delivered to the palace by the Prime Minister's Office three days before the wedding, and was asked to be loaded by people from the Ministry of Rites. At the end, there were still hundreds of guards.
Suddenly, the salute was fired, gongs and drums were beating, and a eunuch walked up to Feng Qingzhuang and reminded: "Princess, the auspicious time has come, please get on the carriage."
Feng Qingzhuang nodded, and with the help of Cui'er, she stepped on the bench and got into the spacious carriage. Cui'er then also sat in.
At the front of the "departure", Shangguan Xuanqing shouted to send off the bride, and the procession slowly moved towards the north gate.
In the carriage, Feng Qingzhuang sat in, turned her sore neck, looked at Tweety and said: "Tweety, please help me take off the phoenix crown on my head. It's so heavy that my neck is sore from the pressure."
Cui'er's face was full of black lines, and she advised: "We haven't even left the city gate yet, so it would be unlucky to take off the phoenix crown. Miss, I'd better bear with it."
"I don't care if it's auspicious or not, I just know that if I keep wearing it like this, my neck will be damaged." Feng Qingzhuang glared at Cui'er and said unhappily.
Cui'er sighed helplessly, "Miss, if today's marriage partner is Young Master Wu, you won't be so impatient." As she spoke, she carefully took off the phoenix crown for Feng Qingzhuang.
"Remember what he is doing when I mention him well. From now on, you are not allowed to mention the word Wu Jingyu." Feng Qingzhuang lightly turned her neck and relaxed her muscles. On the surface, she seemed to be calm and relaxed.
I don't care, but my heart aches slightly
"My slave knows," Cui'er responded.
After a few brief conversations, the master and servant stopped talking. For a while, there was silence in the carriage.
Compared with the quiet carriages, the streets are full of people, and the streets are very lively. People stand on both sides of the street. Everyone's face shows joy, and they all come to see them off.
Amidst the blessings and farewells from the common people gate, the procession has already walked out of the north gate
"Speed up." At the front, Shangguan Xuanqing gave the order, clamped his legs, sat down, and the horse started running quickly.
The guards also followed the horse galloping. The two grooms who were driving the carriage raised their whips and whipped them on the bay-red horses. They spread their hooves and the four bay-red horses ran quickly. The official road was filled with dust.
Half a month later, hurriedly and slowly, the escort team finally arrived at Shuangping City at sunset
"Princess, the prince has asked his subordinates to come down and inform you that night is about to fall. Today, the bride-to-be team will rest at the post house in Shuangping City for one night and leave the city early tomorrow morning." Jingyun rode to the carriage where Feng Qingzhuang was riding and said respectfully.
"I know." Feng Qingzhuang responded softly and ordered Cui'er to put the phoenix crown on her.
At night, the moonlight was like water. After Feng Qingzhuang took a bath, with three thousand black hair draped behind her, she stood by the window in single clothes and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. She thought that as soon as tomorrow passed, she would leave the Kingdom of Stars and step into the Cangyan.
The territory of the country makes me feel a little melancholy.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Feng Qingzhuang couldn't help but shiver. Just when she was about to call Cui'er, suddenly, her shoulders felt warm, and a white snow fox cloak was draped on her body.
Turning around, Feng Qingzhuang's dark eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, and she asked in surprise
"Feng Yu, why is it you?"
"I heard that the procession of sending off the bride arrived at Shuangping City today. I couldn't wait to see you so I came here. Cangyan Country is located in the north. The climate is cold. I was worried that you would freeze on the road, so I ordered someone to make a snow fox cloak and send it to you."
Feng Yu smiled brightly, and his bright blue eyes were dotted with brilliance, like a blue lake, sparkling and moving.
While talking, she tied the belt of the snow fox cloak for Feng Qingzhuang.
"It's so warm, thank you." Feng Qingzhuang gathered her cloak and said with a slight smile.
"Qingzhuang, when we arrive at the Yandu of Cangyan Kingdom and we formally pay our respects, what is mine is yours as husband and wife, so why should you be so indifferent?" The smile on Feng Yu's face was still bright, and a trace of sadness slipped deep in his eyes.
"Me?" Feng Qingzhuang frowned, not knowing how to explain it.
"I understand that I will give you time. I believe that one day, you will not say thank you to me again." Feng Yu's eyes were firm and his soft and magnetic voice sounded.
"I have to rush back in a while, would you like to go have a meal with me?"
Hearing this, Feng Qingzhuang, who had had dinner, originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she nodded and agreed.
"Wait a minute, I'll ask Cui'er to prepare some food and bring it in."
After hearing this, Feng Yu's handsome face showed a warm and spring-like smile.
After a while, a table of food was placed in the room, and a pot of wine was warming in the small red clay stove.
Shuangping City, located in the northernmost part of Xingyao Kingdom, has a climate that is more than ten degrees cooler than that of Yaojing City. Now it has entered winter again.
On a cold day, the two of them sat around the table. Feng Yu ate the meal elegantly without saying much, while Feng Qingzhuang sat aside and drank some wine to warm up.
After finishing the conversation, the two of them didn't say a few words in total, and the atmosphere was extremely dull.
"I'm done eating and let's go." Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Feng Yu felt slightly disappointed, but his eyes were as gentle as water. He stared at Feng Qingzhuang, the deep affection in his eyes overflowing, and stood up to say goodbye.
"I asked Cui'er to pour a bottle of wine. You can take it with you. You can drink a few sips on the way and go to the cold." Feng Qingzhuang took a gourd filled with wine and handed it to Feng Yu's hand. Her cold words revealed
A hint of concern
"Qingzhuang, I'm really touched that you care about me." Feng Yu was overjoyed. He took the wine and hung it on his waist as if he had found a treasure. He glanced at Feng Qingzhuang reluctantly, and his body swayed like a shooting star.
Sweeping away from the window and disappearing into the vast night
Looking at the disappearing white shadow outside the window, Feng Qingzhuang was troubled and began to wonder if her original decision was right?
Is Feng Yu like this really going to let her go free if she doesn't move after a year as he said?