Zhao Zongheng did not think about it in detail, but instead talked to Si Ningchi about the marriage of the young princess and some of the opinions mentioned by King Lu.
On the day of Fang Zhiyao's wedding, she got married in the palace. The emperor and the empress personally witnessed the marriage. King Lu and Princess Lu walked out of the palace gate. Although they were princesses, they were married as princesses. The scene could be described as
Magnificent.
Si Ningchi's original intention was to ask the emperor to arrange for someone to come to welcome the bride, but he never thought that Si Haoze would come to greet the bride himself on the wedding day.
Si Haoze, who is riding high on the horse, is wearing the groom's crown suit, and his feet are tied with red ribbons on both sides of the saddle. If you don't look closely, you won't be able to see much difference under the clothes.
Si Haoze was obviously a little nervous. He had never sat on a horse since his legs became disabled. He thought he might never have the chance to ride a horse again in his life.
"Brother, have you ever blamed me for pushing this marriage for your brother?" Before the wedding, Si Ningchi announced Si Haoze's entry into the palace.
"How can I blame the empress?" Si Haoze had a bit of worry in his eyebrows, but he couldn't help but smile. After thinking for a long time, he said softly: "I'm just afraid that I have wronged the little princess..."
Si Haoze didn't know what he was thinking of. He shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and bowed to Si Ningchi: "I am confused and always think of the little princess in my own way. Without the support of the empress, maybe it is
I really misunderstood the sincerity of the little princess."
Si Haoze paused as he spoke and continued: "Now that the wedding date has been decided, I know that I am very happy. It turns out that I was already moved but struggled to hold on and did not want to take a step forward."
"Don't worry, my queen. I don't blame my queen at all. I will love and care for the little princess in the future, and I will live up to my love for you."
"..."
On the white jade stone steps, Si Ningchi stood in a high position wearing a queen's phoenix robe. He slightly raised his eyes and looked at Fang Zhiyao as he knelt before King Lu and Princess Lu, and then got on the sedan chair.
Si Haoze couldn't get off his horse to salute, so he just sat on the horse and bowed to salute, and walked away from the palace gate in front of everyone.
Si Ningchi curled her lips as she listened to the joyful laughter played by the ritual music. Just as she was watching the wedding team go away, she suddenly felt her fingers being hooked. She tilted her head and lowered her eyes, and saw Zhao Zongheng walking away.
Her fingers held her hand in hers.
"Did the queen get her wish?" Zhao Zongheng squeezed her hand tightly and asked softly, tilting his head with gentle eyes.
"Is your Majesty not as happy as you wish?" Si Ningchi asked with a slight smile, with a somewhat proud look in his eyes, as if he had seen through Zhao Zongheng.
Zhao Zongheng had always wanted to get married to King Lu, but he also suffered from the fact that the marriage between the Holy King and the little princess was not included in the schedule. Now he finally settled his marriage and everyone was happy.
Since Fang Zhiyao married Si Haoze, he wanted to stay in the capital. If he wanted to use King Lu again in the future, how could King Lu not want to?
Zhao Zongheng was in a good mood and happily followed Si Ningchi back to Fengwu Palace.
"King Lu will be leaving the capital soon. Fang Zhiyao will need more care from the queen when he is in the capital in the future." After drinking and eating, Zhao Zongheng occupied the soft couch in Siningchi with his arms stretched out and squinted his eyes comfortably.
Said in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will never make the princess feel wronged." Si Ningchi reached out and pushed Zhao Zongheng. This is her soft couch!
"Lie with me for a while." Zhao Zongheng stretched out his hand and directly pulled Si Ningchi into his arms, hugged her from behind, closed his eyes and rubbed the nape of his neck with a comfortable sigh.
Si Ningchi did not struggle, adjusted a comfortable position and lay in Zhao Zongheng's arms, but he was not tired.
She pulled Zhao Zongheng's fingers and fiddled with them, and suddenly said as if she had thought of something: "Your Majesty, I want to leave the palace."
Zhao Zongheng, who was just a little sleepy, suddenly opened his eyes: "Huh?"
Si Ningchi raised his chin slightly, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother is married. I should tell my late mother the good news. I have been in the palace for a long time and have not been able to visit my mother's grave. I should find someone."
Do you have time to go there?”
Not to mention, Mrs. Liu is happy.
Zhao Zongheng thought for a moment after listening to Si Ningchi's words. He held her hand tightly and said, "I will go with you in two days."
"Ah?" Si Ningchi turned and looked at Zhao Zongheng: "The emperor is also leaving the palace?"
"Well, I haven't gone to pay homage to your mother yet." Zhao Zongheng said, lowering his head and kissing Si Ningchi's lips, and said in a warm voice: "It's just right, I'll take you out of the palace to relax."
Zhao Zongheng did what he said. He spent most of the two days in Xuanming Hall handling government affairs. Even King Lu's preparation for leaving the capital was handed over directly to the Holy King to see him off.
It was just that Si Haoze didn't want to go back to Xiwu Marquis Mansion to get married. After Fang Zhiyao came over, he didn't even want Fang Zhiyao to serve tea to his father. This behavior made Si Yirong very angry, and he immediately made a statement to reprimand him.
The eldest son is unfilial.
This piece of paper was finally delivered to Si Ningchi.
Zhao Zongheng sensibly pretended not to see it and let the Queen handle it by herself.
How could Si Ningchi aggrieve his new sister-in-law?
Immediately, he drafted an edict and praised Xiwuhou's old man for being strong and having a new son. Yunyun said that she was very happy that Liu was pregnant. The rewards that followed were also sent to the Xiwuhou Mansion following this edict.
Si Ningchi really worked hard for this basket of rewards. He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets to collect some rags. They were obviously sending them to humiliate the Xiwu Marquis. He was obviously praising him, but secretly he was scolding Si Yirong for marrying his stepmother.
What kind of thing is worthy of her drinking tea?
"Go and call Shen Ting." When night fell, Si Ningchi lifted up the bead curtain and called.
"Your Majesty, Shen Ting asked for leave yesterday." Suyun turned around and bowed and responded, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"Ask for leave?" Si Ningchi reached out and took off the hairpin from his bun. He raised his eyes slightly confused and asked, "What are you going to do?"
"My servant didn't ask any more questions. It seemed that I heard that my adoptive father was ill." Su Yun shook her head slightly to express that she didn't know the details.
Si Ningchi nodded to show that he understood, waved his hand and said: "When Shen Ting comes back, let him come to see me."
Su Yun quickly agreed, knelt down next to Si Ningchi and took off her bun. Just as she was about to take off the jewelry, she heard a summons from outside. Zhao Zongheng walked in through the night, and Si Ningchi turned his head to look.
I went to see that Zhao Zongheng had some moisture on his shoulders.
Si Ningchi was a little surprised: "Is it raining outside?"
Zhao Zongheng patted the mist on his shoulder casually: "It just rained."
Zhao Zongheng stepped forward, and Su Yun consciously stood up and moved away. Just as he was about to ask the emperor if he wanted to prepare ginger tea for bathing, he saw the emperor hugging the queen's waist and kissing her.
Suyun didn't dare to speak, so she hurriedly bowed her head and left.
"Hiss, don't bite..." Si Ningchi reached out and touched Zhao Zongheng's chin. He lowered his eyes and looked at the red mark under the clavicle of the shirt he had pulled off, and immediately pinched his chin angrily.