Mo Zihan once again wore a festive phoenix crown and harem, her skin was as crystal clear as snow, her silk hair was as black as satin, her lips were as delicate as cherry blossoms, and her long and curled eyelashes looked like a pair of butterfly wings, exuding a fatal temptation.
Nangong Jin was a little embarrassed and smiled nervously: "Strange, you are not marrying me today, why am I nervous?"
Mo Zihan chuckled: "Then just treat today as a rehearsal."
Nangong Jin was amused by Mo Zihan. She half-seriously came to sit beside her bed, held up her hand and asked, "My bride, will you marry me?"
Mo Zihan smiled and replied half-truthfully: "I do! Regardless of poverty, wealth, illness, or health, I am willing to marry you and never leave you."
Never heard such a touching promise before, Nangong Jin felt her nose sore and said in a hoarse voice: "Is it true?"
Seeing that Nangong Jin's eyes were a little red, Mo Zihan quickly hugged him and nodded vigorously in his arms.
"Han'er, it would be great if I were the groom today. The groom was not me both times you got married. If something happens again in the future, I..."
Thinking of how many ups and downs his relationship with Mo Zihan had along the way, the big event was about to be settled and happiness was just around the corner, but Luo Yuling came in between them for no reason.
This Queen Luo Zhi is cruel and ruthless in her work. I wonder if she and Han'er can coexist peacefully in the future. If they really become incompatible and get involved in politics, where will she end up with Han'er?
"Jin, they say that good things come only in time, and we will definitely be happy. Even if something goes wrong in the middle and you fail to restore your dynasty, I will marry you. I said, no matter whether you are poor, rich, sick or healthy, I will marry you.
I am only marrying you, not the emperor."
Mo Zihan interrupted Nangong Jin, because just when Nangong Jin said what she just said, she suddenly had a bad premonition that even if she married for the third time, the groom would not be Nangong Jin. Such a premonition made her
She felt very uncomfortable.
There are indeed many uncertain factors in the future. Before everything is settled, errors in any link may lead to failure.
But she doesn't care about this. She just likes Nangong Jin. As long as he treats her wholeheartedly, she will accept him no matter who he is or what he becomes.
On the altar, the emperor raised his wine glass high to worship heaven, earth and ancestors, praying to the gods and ancestors to bless the Chaoyang Dynasty to be prosperous forever and stay away from war.
Under the sacrificial platform, all civil and military officials knelt down to respond.
The emperor raised his wine glass and drank with Princess Heshuo, hoping that Princess Heshuo would bring Chaoyang's prayer for peace to North Vietnam. From then on, Chaoyang and North Vietnam would have a good relationship for a hundred years.
After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the sky was completed, Princess Heshuo, supported by the emperor, walked down the platform to offer sacrifices to the sky, walked through the official road, and was sent off by hundreds of civil and military officials on both sides until the princess sat on the chariot of eight horses.
At the gate due east of the palace, the escorting procession has already gathered here. With the sound of a march, the procession began to march forward. Three hundred troops opened the way, with a thousand honor guards in the middle. On both sides of the honor guard, seven hundred troops protected each other, and a thousand troops advanced behind.
The soldiers clearing the way in the front hold the Purple Cloud Chasing the Dragon flag, the national flag of peace between the two countries, the honor guard in the middle holds auspicious and red brown gift scrolls, and the carriages of the army in the rear are loaded with boxes of silks, silks, and rare treasures.