The sun gradually slanted, and Ning Yunzhao had finished studying a book. Today's homework for the day was completed.
He moved slightly and his eyes fell on the almanac on the desk.
"Xiao Ding Xiao Ding." he shouted.
Xiao Ding ran in from outside.
"Master, what's the matter?"
"Have the gifts been sent?" Ning Yunzhao asked.
"Master, of course I sent it to you. You have told me so many times. I will never forget it." Xiao Ding said aggrievedly.
Ning Yunzhao smiled.
"Is the door open then?" he asked.
"It's open." Xiao Ding said, "Didn't I tell you, Master?"
Ning Yunzhao stood up and walked to the window to look at the thick green.
Yes, Xiao Ding said, the congratulatory gifts were sent, the door opened very early, and there were not many people.
It can be said that there is no one at all.
That's fine, if you keep a low profile, everyone will pay less attention.
After all, this is not Runan, and there is no time limit to cover up and solve the Fang family's affairs. This time we are really going to be a medical clinic, so let's keep working hard.
"Go and have a look." He said, turned around and stepped forward.
"What are you going to see?" Xiao Ding asked.
"Go and see how the hospital is doing." Ning Yunzhao said.
Xiao Ding regretted what he said after asking. He felt that he was still too young and naive and should not have asked such questions at all.
What can you see? You can see everything. Even if you just saw it yesterday and the day before, you should see it again today.
Don’t these students often recite the saying that one day is like three autumns apart?
He smiled and responded yes.
But when I came to Miss Jun's Jiulingtang, I saw a closed door.
Ning Yunzhao and Xiao Ding both looked stunned.
"That's right." Xiao Ding hurriedly looked up at the plaque, and then saw traces of firecrackers scattered in the cracks on the ground.
Why did it close just after it opened?
Where has she gone?
Ning Yunzhao stood in front of the door and frowned uneasily.
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The usually quiet imperial street was crowded with people, and the soldiers patrolling the city lined up in the street. However, this time they did not drive the people away, but only blocked them on both sides of the road.
"Coming, coming." There was a commotion on the street.
As the sound dispersed, the people on the street looked over and saw a group of people walking out of a house. The leader of the groom was Lu Yunqi.
The noise disappeared instantly, and all eyes fell on Lu Yunqi.
Today, Lu Yunqi is no longer wearing a complicated and gorgeous flying fish suit, but a deep black suit, yellow trousers, and a hat with pearls hanging from his head.
Against the backdrop of this heavy wedding dress, although his face was still frighteningly fair, the overall lines were much softer.
This was not the first time that Lu Yunqi wore groom's clothes for a wedding, but it seemed to be a long time ago, and his reputation has become more and more famous in the past few years. At first glance, the people of Lu Qianhui were very strange when they saw him like this.
A group of festive people walked through the silence, which looked very strange.
"Master Qianhu is very happy." I don't know who shouted first, and then the voice dispersed in the crowd.
Many people who wanted to be in a daze were stabbed heavily on the shoulders and backs at the same time.
"What are you doing?" The people turned their heads dissatisfied, only to see a face with sinister eyes.
"Master Qianhu is very happy." The owner of this face said.
"Great joy..." the people stammered and said.
These stuttering voices gathered together, making the whole street lively again.
"Master Qianhu is very happy."
"Master Qianhu is very happy."
Lu Yunqi's expression was calm, and he didn't care whether the street was quiet or busy.
This street was not long, and soon we came to the other side of the street, in front of the similarly festively decorated Prince Huai's Mansion.
The gate of Prince Huai's Mansion has been opened, and there are groups of eunuchs and maids standing there. Bright yellow billboards and flags are gathered together, showing the royal style.
Lu Yunqi dismounted in front of the door and walked in alone.
He had no friends, and other than the accompanying royal guards, he had no other companions to welcome the bride.
People surged in front of the gate of Prince Huai's Mansion, following Lu Yunqi's figure as they looked inside.
Prince Huai's Mansion is like a forgotten place in the capital. Only at this time did everyone remember that this place existed and that there was a prince in this place.
This prince would have been the emperor.
The last time the door of Prince Huai's Mansion was opened was when Princess Jiuling got married. People stood on tiptoe and looked inside curiously and excitedly.
The long and wide corridor, red walls and yellow tiles are said to have been specially built by the emperor to look like a miniature palace. There are also front and back palaces, and it is said to be magnificent.
All this is rumored, and no one in the public has had the chance to see it.
Taking this opportunity to visit and chat, some children had the courage to get past the guards and curiously look at the billboards and flags. Of course, they were quickly scolded and driven back.
This also added a bit of excitement in front of the door, as well as the excitement of weddings.
Not long after, the crackling firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums rang out again.
"Come out!"
"Look, Princess Jiuli is out."
The people in front of the door shouted one after another, causing a crowd again, and many people were caught off guard and staggered.
"Oh, you little girl."
They looked at the person squeezing past them. She was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. She was cleanly dressed and had a slender figure. However, she squeezed through the crowd like a rough man. Her strength was not small, and she quickly stepped on
The scolding came to the forefront.
The groom, Lu Yunqi, has already crossed the threshold, and behind him is the bride being carried on his back.
The bride's hijab covered her face, and her black dress and yellow skirt covered her figure. Even though she was being carried on her back, she still looked dignified.
Miss Jun felt short of breath and astringent in her throat. She reached out and grabbed the skirt of her clothes and stared at the bride closely.
"It's the third prince who's here to see you off."
The people were whispering in their ears.
The person carrying Princess Jiuli is the third son of the current emperor. He is still a prince even before he is married. He is deeply favored by the emperor and the empress. He is several years younger than Princess Jiuli.
As the bride and groom walked out, there were also other princes, princesses, county lords and other royal relatives, making the front door of Prince Huai's Mansion sparkling with jewels, attracting people's admiration.
"The emperor gave Princess Jiuli such a great pomp."
"More than just pomp, you didn't see those dowries before."
"It is indeed a golden branch and jade leaf."
"I heard that the imperial concubine was entrusted by the emperor and the empress to come to Prince Huai's Mansion in person to marry the princess."
Yes, many people came, but one person was missing.
The most critical and important person.
Miss Jun's eyes swept across these people, but none of them were there.
He is a person who wants to be forgotten by the people and cannot appear in the eyes of the world.
Even when his sister got married, he couldn't give it to him personally.
Princess Jiuli has already sat in the sedan chair, which is a unique ceremonial guard and chariot for the wedding of a royal princess. It is truly magnificent and moves slowly amidst the admiration and admiration.
The people on the street followed the motorcade like a tidal wave. Miss Jun, who was standing still, was staggering like a small boat in the ocean.
The wedding procession will circle half a circle around the city.
She watched Princess Jiuli's car drive away, then looked back at Prince Huai's Mansion.
The princes, princesses and nobles chatted and laughed and got into their carriages and horses.
Of course they would not go with the wedding procession, or go directly to Lu Yunqi's house, or leave directly.
As these nobles left, the door of Prince Huai's Mansion was closed again. Almost in the blink of an eye, the originally bustling front door became deserted, leaving only traces of broken flowers, confetti and firecrackers on the ground.
"Ms. Miss."
Liu'er was finally able to squeeze out of the crowd and stand next to Miss Jun.
"Hurry up and let's follow you quickly."
She pointed her finger at the motorcade moving on the street and urged happily that the scene of the princess getting married was indeed different from what she had seen before.
Miss Jun looked at the motorcade over there, and it was getting further and further away in her sight. She suddenly turned around and walked quickly in the other direction. At the end, she just picked up her skirt and started running.
"Miss." Liu'er was thrown on the spot before she could react, and she hurriedly shouted and chased after her.
Miss Jun ran very fast and turned the corner in the blink of an eye.
"Miss, where are you going?"
Liu'er's voice shouted from behind.
After going around an alley and climbing over a low wall, you can reach the backyard of Prince Huai's Mansion. There is an artificial hill in the backyard of Prince Huai's Mansion. Standing on the small pavilion on the hill, you can overlook half of the street.
At this time, there was a figure of a small child on the small pavilion.
Miss Jun's footsteps suddenly stopped.
Although she couldn't see his description clearly, Miss Jun knew that he was looking intently at the wedding procession marching on the street, just like the time she got married.
It's just that that time he was accompanied by his sister, and this time he was alone.