Threads of light are flying, and bits of color are colorful, making the prosperous Yongjing more and more colorful and lively.
In this beautiful sky, a line of twenty-four carriages carrying fiery red silk knots entered from the north gate of Yongjing, coming in a mighty manner.
The flaming red knot and the equipment of three-color livestock are the style of betrothal gifts. All the people in Yongjing seen along the way gave way and watched eagerly.
There were twenty-four of the largest carriages, and the strong horses could not pull them. Although they could not see what was inside, the weight of the betrothal gift made the people along the way look at it curiously.
Whose son is getting a wife?
The betrothal gift is so much?
Squeezing, shouting, chattering.
Behind these twenty-four carriages were twelve white horses, and on the horses sat twelve men in uniforms, tall, upright, arrogant and cold.
In front of these twelve men, there was a man riding on a black horse. His face was expressionless and his whole body was cold. His arrogance and coldness made people dare not approach him at all.
There is a light pink flower at the hem of his clothes, which is the official attire of the groom-to-be.
I'll make the appointment in person. Whose son will come and make the appointment in person?
The people in Yongjing who were watching the excitement along the way all laughed. The appointment was all a matter between family members and matchmakers. Who is this guy who doesn't understand etiquette and actually came in person? It's simply...
"Hey, I think I've seen him before?" A middle-aged man in official uniform suddenly touched his head and said.
"The emblem on this carriage looks familiar to me." Someone looked at the markings on the carriage and frowned.
"I know that carriage driver, he is from Zhenbei Prince's Mansion..."
The coachman of Zhenbei Palace?
The crowd watching the excitement was suddenly startled, this...
"Ah, this is the carriage sign of Zhenbei Palace, I..."
"Oh my god." Before this person could finish his words, the middle-aged official who had passed by suddenly screamed: "Zhenbei...the Crown Prince...he...he...he..."
Pointing at the back of the man on the black horse who had walked away, the middle-aged official almost stuttered.
What, Prince Zhenbei?
Bei Ming Changfeng, the prince of Zhenbei, who is the most ruthless, the most powerful and the most capable of fighting in the twenty-seven cities of Zhenbei, and even the gods and Buddhas bow to him?
Beiming Changfeng's name was known to everyone in Twenty-Seven Cities, but very few people had seen him. When he was called out, all the spectators immediately became excited.
It's the Crown Prince of Zhenbei, the Rakshasa who guards their twenty-seven cities. He's their Crown Prince.
The crowd was excited, and the crowd was like flowing water, rushing towards Beiming Changfeng and his party who had already walked away.
Their prince, take one more look, one more look.
The sound of horses' hooves sounds as they move vigorously.
They walked around half of Yongjing City and stopped in front of the Qin Mansion.
"What, the prince has entered the Qin Mansion?"
"This, this, is this a marriage proposal to Qin Ziyu from the Qin family?"
"No, it's the Qin family?"
There were too many people, and the people behind could not see the traces of Beiming Changfeng in front of them. When they heard the words coming from the front, they almost dropped their jaws in shock.
Their eldest son is going to marry Qin Ziyu?
That unruly fish with a marriage partner?
Could it be... Could it be that Qin Ziyu's engagement partner is their prince? They have been together for a long time?
A series of questions made everyone in Yongjing dizzy.