Chapter 250: Prime Minister Ben Gong Marries You [4]
The wedding ceremony of Princess Tianche was held in the Zichen Palace. No matter how unhappy they were, Loulan and Dongyang sent envoys willingly.
Therefore, at this moment, the envoys from the Three Kingdoms have gathered in the Zichen Palace, and they are congratulating each other with the sound of silk and bamboo.
This time, for the wedding of the eldest princess, the always stingy Tianche Dynasty obviously spent a lot of money on it.
According to internal gossip, the money was not given by His Majesty the Emperor, who was a martial arts expert, but by the Empress’s family!!
There is also a little gossip. I heard that for this ceremony, His Majesty the Emperor was laughed at by the Empress for three days, saying that he was the Emperor and the Empress. Obviously the latter was the rich one... and, um... he had to support him.
It feels so good to be a pretty girl.
...Of course, the above are just tidbits.
In the center of the huge Zichen Hall is a square pool. The royal road passes through the pool as a bridge, connecting the palace door and reaching the jade steps where the emperor sits on the dragon chair.
On the jade steps, the dragon chair is golden and the phoenix chair is exquisite.
Under the jade steps, on both sides of the royal road, from the left are Tianche's ministers, and on the right are the envoys of the Three Kingdoms.
The ceremony has ended. Emperor Tianche, Mo Zhilan, smiled lightly, with long eyelashes slightly drooping, sitting on the dragon chair with great grace. The empress, Feng Xi Zi, was dressed in purple, and she was as beautiful as the plum blossoms in December.
Showy and indifferent.
The eldest princess, Mo Xianyu, and the consort Feng Yu stood under the dragon throne, receiving congratulations from all over the world. Among them, there was a certain wretched princess standing in the first row.
The small border countries that first appeared on the list did not arouse the slightest interest in Zi Jin.
Even if you say your country is small, why are the envoys you send so crooked?
With his crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and drooling water, it would be fine if he didn't cure his disheveled appearance. Hey, hey, Tianche's emperor is beautiful, but it's a pity, the queen next to him is a ruthless character at first glance, tsk tsk,
She didn't want Feng Xizi to pull her back just because she rushed to scratch Mo Zhilan.
Let’s see if there are any “good goods” in the palace——
This... is too high. It's not like I rely on him as a pillar to make yarn at such a high height!
This... is too short, even someone as petite as her princess can look down at her!
This... oh, too fat! Give him a message: Eat enough, you can hold on!
This one... is too thin! He will fall over when the wind blows, and he can't stand her torture at all!
Zijin smiled stiffly. Finally, after all the envoys from various countries had gone through, he sighed and was about to give up. Suddenly, another person walked out and said softly: "Prime Minister Tianche, Lan Qingruo, is leading all the civil and military officials to congratulate the princess on your consort.
Wedding joy."
The voice of Tsinghua University is like a batch of silk, gently brushing everyone's cochlea.
Zijin took a closer look and saw a tall and tall figure standing in the middle of the royal road. He was wearing a blue court dress, but had a long gold brocade belt tied around his waist. He lowered his head slightly and had long black hair silently.
Clothes slipping off, like spring water.
His eyes hidden under the feather eyelashes were as calm as still water, and his expression seemed a little quiet. His long black hair flowed behind his white shoulders.
Her cold eyes looked like a monster and seducing people under the lamp. Her eyes moved sharply, flashing with a stunningly beautiful light. Her long eyebrows flew sideways into her temples, with a trace of morbid weakness at the tip of her eyebrows.
The skin is fair and smooth as fat, but the whiteness is too transparent and abnormal.
Zi Jin was surprised first by his identity, and then by his unparalleled elegance... This man, obviously just standing on the royal road with his head bowed, could attract all the attention in an instant, and he didn't even see his appearance.