As the wedding princess, Jiang Tingting has been in the grassland for more than half a month.
After discussion, her wedding to the prairie prince was scheduled for ten days later.
These days, the royal court seems extremely busy. There are red felt carpets all over the place, festive red silk hanging on the eaves, and thousands of curtains hanging on the two arches on both sides of the hall, embroidered with gold threads, and the wind is blowing gently.
After moving, it is like smoke and clouds rolling.
The banquets on both sides of the center of the hall were covered with bright red satin and velvet fabrics, and bouquets and crystal vessels were delicately placed.
All the flashy arrangements show joy and celebration.
It also means how much the royal family of the grassland values this marriage with the Central Plains.
When our little prairie prince Feng Limo saw this scene, he felt a little dazed for no reason, and felt a little nervous and panic in his heart.
Is he really getting married?
With a girl I have only known for half a month, she is still a sick girl...
The young man who was as tall as a pine stood in front of the fiery red hall, took a deep breath, then lowered his head in silence, turned around and left...
Does he like Jiang Tingting?
Maybe he likes her a little, after all, no woman can make him feel soft and compassionate.
But...is this considered liking? He must have felt this way when he saved Xiao Hei (Eagle), right?
Feng Limo fell into confusion and entanglement as if he had some kind of pre-marital phobia. He rode his horse and whipped his whip and ran far away from the royal court. Then he got off his horse and lay on the grass on the slope. He rested his hands on his hands and looked at the blue sky with white clouds nearby.
In front of him, he half-covered his dark eyes, feeling a little confused...
But his mind was filled with images of Jiang Tingting.
Huh——
In his sight, several eagles were circling in the sky. A slightly stronger eagle chirped and chased away the eagles before landing next to Feng Limo.
Feng Limo looked sideways at it, stretched out his hand to stroke its soft hair, and murmured to himself.
"Xiao Hei, I'm going to get married soon..."
Xiao Hei tilted his head, his eyes moved, and then he chirped.
"But I haven't thought about it clearly and haven't made up my mind to get married yet... I don't know if I like her or not, but I want to protect her..."
That sick girl, if he runs away from marriage, will she cry or be so angry that she vomits blood...
Feng Limo pursed his lips, sat up, crossed his legs and propped up his face, looking at the green wave-like distance.
Xiao Hei also followed his gaze and looked into the distance.
There seems to be a team of carriages and horses approaching slowly on the horizon of the grassland...
Feng Limo narrowed his eyes slightly and touched the head of the eagle next to him with his palm.
"Go and see who those people are."
Hearing this, the eagle spread its wings and flew high into the sky, heading into the distance...
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"Master Imperial Master, we have seen the grassland, we should be arriving at the royal court soon."
The guard on horseback next to the sedan chair was reporting to the people inside.
A cold voice came from the sedan chair, as if it was moistened by the clear spring of the mountain stream. Then the veil was lifted up, and a clear face was exposed to the sight. The man's temperament was like snow, and his messy bangs slightly covered his tall figure.
The brow bone and the mole at the corner of his eye add some unique charm to his whole person.
Lu Yun wanted to rub the jade-white thumb with his fingertips, and looked at the endless green fields. His eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyes were indifferent and clear, and he didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't dare to disturb him easily...
Suddenly there was some noise from behind the team. Lu Yunyuan glanced at the guard but said nothing.
The guard nodded and immediately turned around to check the situation.