Chapter 777: Big marriage forced the palace!

It's finally the wedding day.
The entire palace was lit up with lights and festoons, the majestic and elegant Chinese music had already begun to be played just as the east revealed a little white, and the palace was full of excitement.
Yiyang Palace is especially lively.
In the palace, the ladies of the family came to add makeup and congratulate.
Nan Baoyi was pushed in the corner.
She held the flower table, quietly looking at the direction of the makeup mirror.
The girl sitting in front of the makeup mirror has bright eyes and white teeth, glamorous and dazzling. She is more beautiful than Huajiao in a red wedding gown with phoenix and peony. She is the best-looking of all girls.
She was holding a fan of gold silk, covering half of her face with a smile, and was tilting her head to talk to other girls.
Wei Chuchu can be considered exuberant.
She huddled beside Xiao Qingyang, chattering and laughing: "It's a good day today. My sister-in-law will marry my house, and she will be able to live together with my brother in white and long together! My brother has such a deep affection for his sister-in-law that I can't find any the second--"
When she could talk hard, she didn't know who pushed Nan Baoyi.
Half of Nan Baoyi's body suddenly leaned forward.
She ran into the flower table, and the precious vase on the flower table immediately fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.
The huge movement interrupted Wei Chuchu's rhetoric and attracted the attention of others.
The vase has the meaning of "peace".
On the wedding day, breaking the vase is not a good omen.
The maternal grandmother sent by Empress Shen immediately shook her handkerchief and said: "Amitabha Buddha, the broken pieces are safe, and the years are safe! This is a good sign, a good sign!"
Nan Baoyi blushed in embarrassment.
She looked back, but the figures were crowded, and there were palace ladies walking everywhere, and she couldn't see who had just hit her.
She was about to apologize, Xiao Qingyang cursed indifferently: "Clumsy."
"Isn't it?"
Wei Chuchu agreed with a smile.
She hates Nan Baoyi.
She walked to Nan Baoyi, looked at her a few times, and suddenly slapped her.
She viciously said: "After all, Xiaojiazi can't be on the stage. In a good day, you have to do something! Princess sister-in-law, you should punish her heavily!"
Nan Baoyi covered half of his flushed face and glared at Wei Chuchu fiercely.
The girl was born beautifully, and after a slap, she was more like a hibiscus flower trembling in the wind and rain, and she was more beautiful and delicate.
Wei Chuchu looked in his eyes and couldn't help but think of the vixen in Shen Yijue's courtyard.
During this period of time, the husband ran into Shen Yijue's courtyard if he had nothing to do.
Although he said he was going to visit Brother, Wei Chuchu thought he was going to see the vixen.
Faced with a good friend of the vixen, she became even more angry: "Do you still dare to stare at me? What are you, don't you have any points in your heart? You dare to stare at me!"
She was jealous, because Shen Yi would never allow her to trouble the vixen, so she simply spread her anger on Nan Bao's head and slapped her again.
Seeing that she was going to fight, Xiao Qingyang said blankly: "It is really hateful to disturb the wedding in this palace. Nan Baoyi, this palace punishes you to get out of Yiyang Palace and not participate in today's wedding. Can you be convinced?!"
Nan Baoyi gritted his teeth.
Of course she is not convinced!
She could perceive that Di Ji seemed to want to take her out of today's affairs.
So the lady of the court who deliberately pushed her just now is also Di Ji's confidant.
But she didn't want to leave, she wanted to be with Xiao Qingyang.
These girls from the Yingyingyanyan family were not friends of Di Ji. They only flattered and flattered. They didn't understand how lonely and sad Di Ji was.
She wants to accompany her...
Until the last moment.
She firmly said: "I don't want to—"
"Come here." Di Ji interrupted her coldly, "Drag her out and let her go to guard at the gate of the palace. This palace wants her to see with her own eyes how beautiful this palace is married!"
Immediately a court lady stepped forward, and despite Nan Baoyi's struggle, she dragged her out mercilessly.
"Your Highness!"
Nan Baoyi was about to cry in a hurry.
Wei Chuchu was very proud: "Sister-in-law is punished well, so she should break her thoughts of climbing dragons and phoenixes!"
Xiao Qingyang disagrees.
She squeezed her temples against the Linghua bronze mirror, and then held the golden silk ball fan, and said slowly: "Auspicious time is coming. It's time to go to the mother's harem. Goodbye to her."
She has a subtle smile.
However, the family girl didn't hear anything wrong, and happily surrounded her, and went to Yikun Palace together.
Behind the girls, forty-seven court ladies followed.
They wore neat red palace attire, holding palm fans, palace lanterns, gold melons and other objects, and they walked through the palace alleys beamingly, where they passed by, petals filled the sky, and the fragrance was curling up.
Nan Baoyi was thrown at the gate of Yiyang Palace and watched them away.
She knew that Di Ji was different from her second brother.
No one persuaded that what Di Ji had decided.
She chose this day to force the palace to rebel, and she must have planned to burn all the jade and stone.
She twisted her eyebrows tangledly and walked towards the palace gate at a loss.
When passing through the White Jade Square, Xiao Yi happened to be riding a horse.
Behind him was a team, which seemed to be a gift-giving team in red, but Nan Baoyi recognized at a glance that many of them were Tianshu's top elite assassins.
When a girl gets married, she should be sent off by her brother.
Nan Baoyi understood that the second brother brought his own men into the palace on the pretext of sending off his relatives.
Xiao Yi urged the horse to come, eyes first on her cheeks full of red fingerprints.
He held the reins: "Who did it?"
Nan Baoyi shook his head.
At this time, she didn't have the intention to pursue Wei Chuchu.
She worried and reminded: "Your Highness, she is on the way to Yikun Palace."
Xiao Yi was expressionless: "Wei Chuchu did it? I see."
He took the man and horse and went straight to Yikun Palace.
Nan Baoyi helped her forehead.
Has this guy figured out the point?
...
At this time, the main hall of Yikun Palace.
Shen Jiang sat lazily on the phoenix chair, watching the girls filed in.
Her daughter's wedding dress is bright red, and she holds a fan with golden silk, like a peony blooming in full bloom.
The ladies of the family flocked to her, followed by dozens of ladies in red, all smiling like flowers, as if they were happy for their master to get married.
She curled her lips.
Xiao Qingyang walked to the hall and stood still.
She raised her eyes.
The palace is spacious and luxurious.
On both sides of the main hall, there are aristocratic ladies who come to observe the ceremony.
They racked their brains, using various vocabulary to praise her appearance and manners, and praise how good her marriage to Wei Shaoqian was.
Mrs. Wei was also among them, her big white face smiled like a chrysanthemum. Before she bowed out, she took a mouthful of my bride and Qingyang, as if they were so close mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, it really made her sick.
And the woman codenamed "Mother" calmly sat on the high phoenix chair.
After so many years, she is still graceful and luxurious.
Xiao Qingyang chuckled.
She stared at Shen Jiang calmly: "When I was young, every time I came to Yikun Palace to ask for peace, Qingyang wanted to be hugged by you. But the imperial steps under the phoenix chair were so high that Qingyang could not climb the steps, nor could he touch them. Your sleeve corners. Now that you have grown up, you and Qing Yang are more like monarchs and ministers. The sleeve corners that you couldn't touch when you were young, Qing Yang doesn't want to touch it anymore."
In the hall, many noble women and men looked at each other.
These words sounded like a goodbye to the newlywed mother, but it was more like a farewell.
The whole hall is silent, and the needle drop can be heard.
In the weird atmosphere, Xiao Qingyang stretched his sleeves and bowed deeply.
She said loudly, "Qingyang, today we say goodbye to her mother!"
The moment of worship-
The golden silk fan was thrown on the ground, and the red wedding dress was torn in half.
The girl jumped up.
She was in white clothes, and the Qingfeng sword reflected the cold light, carrying the momentum of the thunderbolt, suddenly struck Shen Jiang!
The forty-seven court ladies who accompanied her immediately tore off the complicated and delicate red palace dresses!
All of them are wearing white outfits with swords hidden in their waists!
"Wish to follow Your Highness and regard death as home!"
The voice of anger and determination resounded throughout Yikun Palace.
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