For today's ceremony, the people in the palace arranged it in the most spacious and prosperous square in Kyoto.
Normally, only during the Spring Festival, people would gather in this square to pray devoutly for blessings and for the coming year.
According to the people of Kyoto, a god is served in this square.
The gods protect the people of Kyoto, so that the weather that Kyoto has protected for many years can be smooth and worry-free.
The symbol representing that god is a flag standing in the square reaching into the sky.
The flag towered into the clouds, fluttering high in the breeze, as if the so-called strong winds and heavy rains could not break it.
"It is rumored that this flag was left by the god who founded Kyoto back then. As long as the flag is flying, Kyoto will survive every year safely, without being invaded by foreign enemies or natural disasters." Mengyu explained.
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In order to match Jiang Huan's dress, Mengyu also wore a lotus pink long skirt today, replacing her usual trousers. She also did not forget to do a hairdo that is often worn by maids of wealthy families in Kyoto.
With her bun in her hair, she no longer looked as solemn as usual and looked cute. She just spoke less and the look on her face was less, and she seemed inaccessible.
However, there were a lot more people talking to her today. Although Mengyu had an expressionless face, her slightly red ears revealed her innermost thoughts and informed Jiang Huan.
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However, Jiang Huan didn't laugh at her too much. He just praised Mengyu over and over again, saying that she was really good-looking and cute today. One look at her would make people unable to look away and feel love and pity in their hearts.
On the other hand, Mengyu was quite embarrassed to be praised. She pursed her lips and did not dare to raise her head. However, she moved her hands to smooth her hair more and more.
Mengyu was picked up by Jiang Huan under the city wall when he was young.
It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and Jiang Huan followed his brother out of the city to go hunting. On the way back to the city, he saw the little girl who was about to freeze to death.
He was obviously about the same size as himself, but he was dressed in rags, his face was covered in mud, and his hair was even knotted together. His appearance was even more unacceptable than the beggars in the city.
Only those eyes, clear and translucent, can still reveal the desire for life in such a difficult life.
People like this shouldn't die in the snow like this.
Jiang Huan got off his horse and pointed at the little girl, "Third brother, I want to take her back to the palace."
Jiang Lu's original intention was not to allow it. After all, the origin of this little girl was unknown. No one knew whether she was a dead soldier sent by the enemy country to spy undercover. If she entered the Lihuo Palace, Jiang Huan might be in danger.
However, Jiang Huan held her neck and said stubbornly, "Third brother, I have a fate with this girl, and I want to take her back. If she is a dead soldier of the enemy country, I will kill her with my own hands."
There was no way Jiang Lu could resist the sister he cared about. Seeing her insistence, he could only say hello a few times, and then he and Jiang Huan took the little girl back to Lihuo Palace.
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After taking a bath for the first time, Jiang Huan prepared a brand new dress for her. She glanced at the carp in the pond in front of her palace and said with a smile, "I have been dreaming about carp in recent days, and then I met
Yours, from now on, you will just be called Mengyu."