In the Jialan Empire, when a prince gets married, he always follows the six rituals that have been passed down from ancient times.
The first is Nacai, the second is Xiangming, the third is Naji, the fourth is Nazheng, the fifth is invitation, and the sixth is personal welcome.
Since Ling Luo's situation is quite special, asking about birthdays and horoscopes can be completely omitted. And Xuanyuan Ze has already represented the south and went to the Ling Mansion to deliver the betrothal gift.
Then the next thing you need to do is to apply for a deadline.
Ling Luo thought for a while and asked, "Has the wedding date been decided?"
Xuanyuan Yu nodded, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a slight smile: "The wedding date is set for the Chinese Valentine's Day, which is twelve days later."
On July 7th, in the Changsheng Hall, in the middle of the night, no one was whispering.
I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig on earth.
Chinese Valentine's Day is definitely a great wedding day for couples.
"Twelve days later it's Chinese Valentine's Day."
Ling Luo raised her head, her eyes drifting to the blue sky, a look of wistfulness flashed across her beautiful eyes.
From a thousand years ago to a thousand years later, she has never spent the Chinese Valentine's Day with any man.
Even with Chu Ye, it has never happened before.
At that time, I devoted myself to cultivation and was addicted to elixirs. I followed Xiling Muxue's side all year round, never leaving her.
Unexpectedly, after reviving his life, he finally met his soulmate, and the first time he spent Chinese Valentine's Day with Yu was the day of their wedding.
"What? Don't you like it?"
Xuanyuan Yu stretched out a hand, and gently held Ling Luo's small hand with his big hand. In his extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, there was a smile that was three-quarters of love.
"I like it." Ling Luo's long eyelashes flashed slightly, the corners of her lips raised a gentle arc, her beautiful eyes were bright, and she couldn't help but yearn for it, "I'm looking forward to it."
Xuanyuan Yu held her hand tightly, his eyes also drifted to the sky, and his voice was full of magnetism: "I heard that in Tianyuan Continent, you can see miracles in the sky every seven years on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day. This year is exactly the time.
A period of seven years.”
Ling Luo's heart moved.
"Hearing what you say, I'm really looking forward to it more and more."
Xuanyuan Yu raised the corners of his lips slightly in an extremely dazzling arc and said: "Luo'er, in two days, we will go down the mountain."
"Going down the mountain?"
"Well, the news from Ze this morning is that our grandpa is already on his way to the Imperial City. He will arrive in about three or two days."
When talking about Ling Zhan, Xuanyuan Yu specifically used the title "grandpa", which was not separate at all.
Luo'er's relatives are his relatives.
"Moreover, within ten days, guests from royal families and nobles from various countries will gather in the Imperial City, and we will also go to the palace to visit them."
Ling Luo nodded and said, "I understand."
She knew all this. Since she married Yu, she must set an example as a princess and not embarrass the royal family of the Jialan Empire.
"Will Luo Ge also come then?" Ling Luo asked.
"Of course." Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes like black holes, and raised a sly arc at the corner of his lips, "Everyone can be less, but Luo Ge is definitely the first guest that my husband will invite."
Ling Luo looked at Xuanyuan Yu with a questioning expression and said, "I don't remember when the relationship between you two became so good?"
"How can it be good?" Xuanyuan Yu disagreed, snorting softly in his throat and said, "I just want Luo Ge to see clearly that only by marrying me, Luo'er, can you be truly happy."