As soon as the sky dawned, Xipo came in and lifted Qingcheng out of bed to help her dress up. Qingcheng was speechless and sat in front of the dressing table with his eyes closed and let them do their thing.
It's probably done! Xipo covered Qingcheng with a red hijab, threw her in the room, and left.
"Miss." Butterfly held a bowl of porridge and looked worriedly at Qingcheng, who had been silent. "You should eat something! You will be starving later."
He glanced at Butterfly with a worried face and waved his hand: "Take it off! I have no appetite."
Butterfly said "Oh" and stopped talking, quietly sitting in the room with Qingcheng.
Qingcheng, who was beating up and down in his heart, had already been covered with a red hijab by Xi Po, and sat quietly on the edge of the bed as if counting the seconds.
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Just like last time, amidst the blast of gongs, drums and firecrackers, someone carried the eight-carrying sedan chair with frightening blades on its back.
The difference from last time was that this time it was Qingze who was carrying Qingcheng. The moment he walked to the sedan door, Qingcheng clearly heard the spring breeze: "Bless you, Fourth Sister!"
Sitting in the sedan chair, swaying all the way, I could never reach Ji Mansion.
Qingcheng was a little impatient. He took off his hijab and opened a corner of the sedan curtain. Walking side by side, Jingren was dressed in bright red wedding clothes and dressed like a groom. He was riding on a tall white horse with a smile on his face.
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When Jingren looked back, he happened to catch Qingcheng's eyes sizing him up. He was stunned for a moment, then his lips and eyebrows curved up, and he smiled!
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After finally being told that she had arrived at the Duwei Mansion, as soon as she stepped out of the sedan door, a hand immediately reached out to hold her up: "Madam, be careful."
"Hey, sir. This is what our Xi Niang did, and it's your turn." Next to her, Xiniang shouted loudly, seemingly surprised. Blocked by the red hijab, Qingcheng couldn't see their expressions clearly.
Judging by the sound: she must be surprised!
"I'll do it!" Jingren's voice was very gentle, and he tightened his grip on Qingcheng's hand. As if unintentionally, his big finger gently rubbed Qingcheng's palm.
Following the pull of the Jingblade, Qingcheng had just stepped through the gate of the mansion when he immediately heard the long-lost yet familiar call: "Qingcheng."
It's Xuanyuan Chengtian. Why is he here? Isn't he locked up in the palace? Qingcheng thought about lifting a corner of the hijab and looking for the source of the sound. At a glance, Qingcheng was shocked. The person he missed day and night
Xuanyuan Yifei was also in the front of the crowd, standing next to the anxious and writhing Chengtian, not far away from him. He was calm and composed, as if he was attending the wedding of someone he had nothing to do with.
There was a pain in his hand, and the hand was held tighter by Jingblade. He pulled it gently, and Qingcheng came closer, almost leaning on him.
"Qingcheng." Xuanyuan Chengtian's voice was still heard intermittently, and Jingren's hand tightened, making Qingcheng painful.
Along the way, there were people saying that he was happy, and Jingren dealt with them one by one.
Suddenly there was a commotion at the door, and someone breathed loudly: "The Emperor is here."
Qingcheng was shocked and immediately knelt down along with Jingren and shouted long live with everyone.
"Haha, all my dear friends are here." A hearty and majestic voice sounded above Qingcheng's head. "Today is a happy day for the Captain. All my dear friends don't need to be too polite. It's only right that they all enjoy themselves."
"The emperor is here to preside over the wedding of Lord Captain!" The voice that sounded next was somewhat familiar to Qingcheng, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.
"Ah! The Imperial Master is back!" someone whispered in shock.
"Haha, good." The emperor was very happy.
When Qingcheng stood up with Jingren, the emperor seemed to have walked into the house.
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"Bow down to heaven and earth." As the waiter shouted, Qingcheng bowed slightly to the door with the support of Xi Po.
"Second obeisance to the emperor." Seryi shouted, and Jingren gently pulled Qingcheng to turn around. He should be facing the emperor Xuanyuan Qi who was high in the morning kingdom of heaven.
Qingcheng bowed slightly as the Jingblade followed, but his heart felt like it was being torn apart: Why was he indifferent and kept saying he loved himself, where was his love?
There was silence all around, except for the unwilling cry in my heart. Who had I loved in this life, and who had truly loved me? Someone helped Qingcheng take a step forward.
Is the couple worshiping next or something?
"No, Qingcheng." The silent air was suddenly interrupted by an explosive shout: "Qingcheng, I don't allow you to marry Jingren, you are mine! You are the princess my father promised to betrothed to me, you are not allowed to
Marry someone else!”
The crowd suddenly became commotion.
"Chengtian, don't mess around." The majestic voice was filled with anger, and the emperor sitting above him stood up: "Here comes someone! Take the prince back to Luoxia Palace and keep him under good supervision."
Immediately, someone heard the words and rushed towards Xuanyuan Chengtian.
"Yeah" someone kept shouting in pain and was thrown out by Xuanyuan Chengtian.
"Father, you don't mean what you say! You promised to betroth Qingcheng to me, but on the wedding day, you let Yun Chu enter the palace instead of her." Xuanyuan Chengtian said angrily, his voice getting closer and closer to Qingcheng. Jingren was careful.
He hugged Qingcheng into his arms and stepped back.