It will be the day when Xiao Yu's marriage will soon be.

On the night before her marriage, Luo came to see her. She would talk about the same things she wanted to give in detail. Most of them were known to Xiao Yu. Last year, when she got married, Luo taught her patiently when she married Zhao Yu.

The candlelight of the mahogany lotus candlestick is bright, and Luo sits beside him and says softly to Xiao Yu: "The new emperor doesn't know his nature. If you marry this time, you may suffer a little grievance, but most men are sympathetic, so don't shy your face, it's always good to be gentle..."

Luo's eyebrows were swept lightly, looking as quiet as water.

Xiao Yu listened and felt that Luo's stepmother was really nothing to say to her. When she first got married with her father, she was still a little uncomfortable, but people's hearts were full of flesh. She was kind to her and she could see clearly. It was because of Luo that she married Zhao Yu and then became the queen mother, and she was so sincere to Zhao Hongcai. Luo was really good to her. Although she had a father, there were always some things that women could do. For example, when she first came to me, Luo took care of her and told her those things.

Now what I say...

Xiao Yu knew that she was right. Now that she was entering the palace again, it was no better than the empress dowager's aunt who protected her in the past. She had never seen the new emperor's face, and the palace was no longer the palace she knew. At this time, when head-on, she would not get any benefits from the new emperor.

Xiao Yu said, "Well, my daughter understands."

Luo smiled softly. Seeing Xiao Yu in front of him, he had delicate facial features and bright face. He was afraid that no man would dislike such an unparalleled look. Moreover, she was born smart and clever, and she knew some things that she didn't say, she herself knew.

Luo raised his hand and held Xiao Yu's hand, but he couldn't bear it. She said: "Niannian, my mother has nothing to do for you..."

Xiao Yu held her hand tightly and said with a smile: "Mother has done enough for me, and my daughter is clear in her heart. Although I am not your biological child, I have already regarded you as the same mother as you."

Before he knew it, Luo had been married into the Xiao family for six years.

Feelings are mutual, you come and go, I treat you with all my heart, and you treat each other sincerely, so that you can continue. Luo's eyes were slightly red, and he thought to himself, how could such a sensible child not be able to marry someone he likes like an ordinary woman?

Luo raised his hand and hugged Xiao Yu gently, and whispered: "Don't worry, mother, I'll take good care of your father. You don't have to worry about the Xiao family's affairs."

She knew what she was worried about and worried about.

Xiao Yu slowly raised his hand, smelled the comfortable and reassuring smell of Luo's body, and nodded, "Okay."

After Luo left, Xiao Yu sat on the embroidery pier and stared at the candlesticks on the vermilion lacquer not far away. However, Madam Yuan came over and called her: "Miss, the hot water is ready and you can take a shower."

She will get married tomorrow.

Xiao Yu felt a little heavy. After hearing what Madam Yuan said, he did not rush to take a shower. Instead, he raised his head and said to her, "I want to go to a place."

...

The gate tower of the Xiao family ancestral hall is tall, facing northeast to southwest, and in front is a relief screen wall, which was built in the first year of Qianyuan. There is a pair of stone lions on each stone stairs and railings. The main hall of the ancestral hall is five rooms wide and four rooms deep. The bedroom is a place where the ancestral gods are worshipped, and the plaques of "Zu De Yongxin" are hung under the eaves. The beams and spines of the bedroom are painted with various patterns such as Dan Feng Chaoyang and pine and cranes prolong life, which are exquisite.

There is also an attic above, which contains the orders of the Xiao family who have received rewards from all generations.

There are four niches in the ancestral hall to worship the gods of the ancestors.

Xiao Yu knelt on the auspicious cloud pattern cushion, his snow-white thread-picking skirt spread on the ground, looking at the ancestral tablets in the shrine, and quietly kowtowed a few times.

She will get married tomorrow, leave the Xiao family's gate, and enters the tiger's den. She herself dares not predict what will happen after that.

Xiao Yu thought about it and spoke devoutly: "The ancestors of the Xiao family are above, Xiao Yu will marry the thief tomorrow. Whatever he goes, he will not ask for blessing from his ancestors. His father is also loyal and brave. He only compromises in order to protect the lives of all the people of the Xiao family. I hope he can't blame him... And my mother, Luo, if the ancestors have spirits in heaven, I hope she can bless her to give birth to her own children as soon as possible."

When Luo first entered the mansion, she heard too many things about her stepmother, and most of them treated her previous children. When Luo treated her well, she also thought that if Luo had her own children in the future, she would probably favor her own children. She felt a little displeased, but now she is older and gradually understands some things she didn't understand before. She always feels a little unbearable to see that Luo has not made any happen for six years.

My father regarded her as a bead. Now that she is marrying such a person, she will definitely feel sad. If Luo had another child who was happy under his knees, it would have been better.

After saying that, Xiao Yu kowtowed sincerely again.

When she went out, Madam Yuan, who was guarding outside, draped her thick cloak on her body.

Seeing her sad face, Madam Yuan knew that she was worried and said, "Miss, don't be too frustrated. Maybe this matter is not that bad... No matter what, the old slave will be with her. Tomorrow is the auspicious time for the girl to get married, so you must get married happily."

The cold wind blew, and Xiaoyu shivered in cold weather.

To be honest, she wasn't happy at all.

...

On the 28th day of the first lunar month, Xiao Yu got up early to take a bath, dress up, put on a heavy and exquisite big red wedding dress, and put on a phoenix crown.

Xiao Yu has a stunning appearance. Because he is still young, he does not need to be decorated with makeup, so he can only lighten his eyebrows on weekdays. Today is a wedding, and his makeup is naturally exquisite and gorgeous. Looking like this, she saw her eyes circling, as if she was full of rays of glow, beautiful and charming, and her colors were stunning.

The female family in the mansion came to Chengxiyuan, and Xiao Yuzhi also stood beside Xiao Yujin.

Last time Xiaoyu got married, she felt sour and didn't come to see her. Today, seeing Xiaoyu's appearance, she couldn't help feeling a little.

It’s one thing she doesn’t accept, but she has to admit that Xiao Yu is pretty.

A big wedding is a good thing, but Xiao Yu is married for the second time, and the new emperor who usurped the throne is unique. Seeing that she looks beautiful, there is no joy on her face... She naturally knows why. If she knew that she was going to marry a man with a rough waist, her expression would probably be even more uncomfortable than Xiao Yu.

After all, it was a happy day, which was too important and precious for the woman. Xiao Yuzhi suddenly felt moved when she saw a faint sadness on her face.

A thought suddenly came to my mind.

Do you want to tell her... In fact, the new emperor is not only not rough at all, but also has a dragon-shaped and phoenix-shaped figure, strong and handsome...

Xiao Yuzhi moved forward gently.

Later, when I saw Xiao Yu's exquisite wedding dress, she put her snow-white hands on her legs, and under the tassels hanging from the rosy cloak, her waist wrapped in the wedding dress... Chu's waist was slender.

Xiao Yuzhi's face suddenly became dark, and when he thought of those unpleasant things, the only feeling of compassion in his heart was immediately overwhelmed.

What's the matter if you are unhappy now? When you wait for the wedding night to see the young and handsome husband, Xiao Yu will be happy!

There will be a good life in the future, so what can she do to pity Xiao Yu? She made a fool of herself before, but she didn't know if there would be any handsome and talented noble children coming to propose marriage. She was worried that she would not have time, so what would Xiao Yu have to sympathize with!

The more Xiao Yuzhi thought about it, the more angry she became. She tightly twisted the handkerchief in her hand and never looked at Xiao Yu again.

Although everyone knew this marriage well, it was a happy event, and they were smiling. Only Xiao Yuzhi pouted and seemed a little inappropriate. Then Liu reached out to pinch her quietly. Xiao Yuzhi frowned and turned her head to face her mother's eyes. Knowing what she meant, she had no choice but to smile.

The marriage of the new emperor was the first major event after ascending the throne. Because he was an emperor, he did not need to greet the bride in person. When it was auspicious, the person who came to welcome the bride for the emperor was his confidant whom he regarded as his brothers and sisters, Guo Antai, Minister of Personnel.

Before the bride gets into the sedan chair, she has to urge her to make up three times. She pretends to be unwilling to get married and is lazy to do her makeup. But for Xiao Yu today, she is indeed unwilling to get married.

After urging the makeup, it was soon time to get married. It was already urging me to Xiao Yu, and sat next to Luo, and fed her, meaning that the married daughter should not forget the kindness of her parents' nurturing.

After the bride cried and married, the elders covered the big red veil and sent it to the sedan chair. Xiao Yu was carried on by Xiao Qizhou and walked towards the door step by step. As soon as she went outside, there was a festive sound of beating drums and drums. Xiao Yu sat in the sedan chair, holding a treasure vase in his hand, and the big red veil was blocked in front of her. She couldn't see what it looked like outside, but even if she couldn't see it, she could imagine her father's appearance.

Under the seat, a fire burned with charcoal and spices were placed. Xiaoyu sat quietly. When he felt the sedan chair being lifted up, his hand holding the bottle could not help but tighten.

...She was really a little scared.

Ten miles of red makeup, from the Duke of the Guguo Mansion, the journey was vast and powerful...

...

At this moment, a horse galloped out of the imperial city. As soon as he arrived at the city gate, the horse fell to the city gate due to exhaustion from traveling overnight.

A young man in a blue robe got off from his horse and rushed into the city.

...

The Duke of the Guardian Mansion is not far from the palace. Today, the wedding party took a long way to walk along the moat before carrying the phoenix sedan chair into the palace.

After entering the palace, the phoenix sedan passed through Qianqing Gate, followed Gaotai Yu Road, and headed all the way to Jiaotai Hall.

At the end of the high platform imperial road, the young and handsome emperor was waiting there in a big red embroidered dragon and phoenix suit. The cold wind gently blew his clothes, and his figure was as pine.

Although today's marriage is a ceremony for the emperor and empress's wedding, the custom is based on the past country customs of the emperor. After stopping the sedan chair and unloading the sedan door, a girl with a smile of 15 or 6 years old came to welcome the bride, went into the sedan chair, and gently pulled the bride's sleeve with her hands three times.

Xiao Yu married once last year, and he had experienced everything he should have experienced. This second time was a little bit of experience. But now he settled down and looked down at the chubby little hand and pulled her sleeve a few times. Then he realized that the dynasty had changed, and the new emperor's marriage ceremony naturally had new rules. She frowned slightly, knowing that the little girl was welcomed to her from the sedan chair.

But...she didn't want to go down at all.

Xiao Yu subconsciously hugged the bottle in his arms tightly, and didn't care whether it was good or not. He moved his buttocks and shrank a little, and then was still urged to get out of the sedan chair helplessly.

After leaving the sedan door, I stepped over a wooden saddle made of vermilion red paint, and then I was supported in. I went forward step by step, and then a big red ribbon was stuffed into my hand.

Xiao Yu held the big red ribbon in his hand and could clearly feel someone pulling the other side, and that person... was her future husband, Xue Zhan, the emperor of the New Qi Dynasty.

Xiao Yu was unconsciously nervous, pinched the red silk tightly, and pulled it unconsciously...

When she realized it, she was also a little stunned.

But as soon as she was stunned, the other end of Hongshi pulled her body forward suddenly, staggering a few steps, and then falling towards the front.

There was a hand, but it quickly held her arm.

Xiao Yu couldn't help but breathe, his chest sank, and his nervous sweat flowed. As soon as she lowered her head and looked at the red silk hanging on the ground, she knew who was holding her at this moment.

The big hand pinched her arm, as if she didn't know how much strength she had, and the pinched her arm hurt. She was getting closer, and she could almost smell the breath of him. It was a strong masculine smell of man, with a faint smell of sweat... Looking at the big feet like boats in front of her, Xiao Yu couldn't help frowning. He kicked him, it should hurt a lot.

Then he continued the ceremony and worshiped the world, Xiaoyu was sent to the bedroom of Fengzao Palace. Xiaoyu held a silk belt and stepped on the sacks laid below, walking carefully. One of them stepped on five sacks, walked past one, and passed it on the front and on the road until it was finished, which meant that the family line was passed on and the five generations met.

After entering the bedroom, Xiaoyu slowly sat on the edge of the bed covered with a big red mattress, breathing a little relieved. This rural custom has the benefits of rural customs, at least much simpler than the previous long and boring royal custom. Now Xiaoyu doesn't think about whether the new emperor disrespects himself or something else. It would be very comfortable to sit quietly and let her relax.

But her tight body just relaxed a little, and she heard some movement.

It's the sound of the scale rod hitting the tray...

Xiao Yu pinched the sleeves, and the scale rod stretched in, slowly lifting the veil covering her head, and suddenly the light in front of him became bright.

The veil fell down, and the man sat beside her, lying on her upper body, probably looking at her. Xiao Yu's head was lowered and he had never raised it. After a while, Xiao Yu was staring and his whole body was numb, and then he slowly raised his head...

As soon as he looked up, he saw the dragon and phoenix Xizhu jumping behind the man with dazzling fire. Xiao Yu's eyes subconsciously narrowed slightly and looked to the side next to him. After getting used to it, he opened his eyes wide and continued to look over.

Finally, I saw the man's face shining under the candlelight.
Chapter completed!