Chapter 293: Sending a marriage

The daylight gradually slanted, Ning Yunyan studied a book, and the daytime homework was completed.
He was slightly active, and his eyes fell on the almanac of the desk.
"Xiao Ding Xiaoding," he shouted.
Xiao Ding ran in from the outside.
"What is the young master?"
"Has the gift passed?" asked Ning Yunwei.
"Of course, the young master has already sent it. How many times have you been swearing? I will not forget it." Xiao Ding grievances said.
Ning Yunxiao smiled.
"Is that open the door?" he asked.
"Opened." Xiao Ding said, "I didn't tell the young master you."
Ning Yunqi got up and walked to the window and looked at a thick green.
Yes, Xiao Ding said, the gift was sent, the door was opened very early, and there were not many people.
It can be said that there is no one at all.
This is also good, low-key, everyone's attention is less.
After all, it’s not Weinan, and there is no time limit for the settlement of the family’s affairs. This time it’s really a medical hospital, then it’s a long time.
"Go and see." He said, turning and stepping.
"Where to see?" asked Xiao Ding.
"Look at how the hospital is packed up," Ning Yun said.
Xiao Ding regretted after he finished his speech. He felt that he was too young and too naive. This kind of sentence should not be asked at all.
What can I see? Everything can be seen, even if it was seen yesterday before yesterday, it should be seen today.
These students are not always thinking of a sentence called a day without seeing three autumns.
He smiled and answered.
But what I saw before Miss Jun’s nine-year-old hall was the closed door.
Ning Yunxiao and Xiao Ding look awkward.
"Yes." Xiao Ding was busy looking up at the plaque, and then there were traces of firecrackers scattered in the gap in the ground.
How did you close the door just after opening?
Where did she go?
Ning Yunxiao stood in front of the door with some uneasy frowns.
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The quiet streets have been crowded with people, and the soldiers in the city will line up on the street, but this time they did not drive the people, but just stopped them on both sides of the road.
"Come here." There was a commotion on the street.
The voices scattered on the streets of the people have probed and saw a group of people coming out of a house, the head of the high-end Da Ma wide robe big-sleeved groom official is Lu Yunqi.
The noise was instantly dissipated, and all sights fell on Lu Yunqi.
Today's Lu Yunqi is no longer wearing a complex and colorful flying fish suit, but a black deep coat, a yellow sling, and a crown cap with a jewel on the head.
Against the backdrop of this heavy wedding dress, his face is still scary, but the overall line is softer.
Lu Yunqi is not the first time to wear a groom's suit, but it seems to be a long time ago, and in recent years his name has become more and more loud, and the people who saw this look are very strange.
A group of happy people are walking through this quiet, it looks very weird.
"Thousands of adults are happy." I don't know which one to shout first, and then the sound spread out in the crowd.
Many people who want to be in a daze have also been shackled at the same time.
"What?" The public turned dissatisfied, but saw a gloomy face.

Thousands of adults are happy,
said the owner of the face.
"Great joy.." The people stuttered and said.
These stuttering sounds brought together and the entire street was revived.

Thousands of adults are happy.


Thousands of adults are happy.

Lu Yunqi has no expression of his feelings, and he is not too concerned about the quietness of the street.
This street didn't last long, and soon came to the other side of the street, also dressed in front of the festive Huai Wang House.
The gate of the Huai Wang House has been opened, standing in a team of eunuchs, and the billboards of Ming Huang are gathered to highlight the royal style.
Lu Yunqi dismounted in front of the door and walked in alone.
He has no friends, and there are no other companions to accompany him in addition to the accompanying Jinyiwei.
The people surged in front of the Wangfu Palace and looked inward with the shadow of Lu Yunqi.
The Huai Wang House is like a forgotten place in the capital. Only at this time can everyone think of this place. There is a prince in this place.
This would have been the prince of the emperor.
When the Huai Wang House opened the door last time or the nine-year-old princess married, the people curious and excited looked at the inside.
The long and wide road, the Zhu wall and the yellow tile, it is said that the emperor deliberately built the palace as a miniature version, and also has the front hall harem, which is said to be magnificent.
All of this is said to have no chance for the public to see it.
Through this opportunity, while visiting and chatting, there are children who dare to drill through the Guards and block the curiosity to see the signs and flags. Of course, they are quickly rushed back.
This also adds a bit of excitement to the front door, and there is also the excitement of marrying.
It didn't wait for a long time, and the sound of the sizzling sound of the firecrackers rang again.
"Out!"
"Look, the Princess Jiuli came out."
The people in front of the door shouted and caused a crowd. Many people couldn’t help but be squeezed.
"Oh, you little girl."
They looked at the people who had squeezed from the side. This is a fifteen-six-year-old girl, dressed in a clean, soft-skinned style, but in the crowd, it is like a smashing, but the strength is not small, and soon it is stepping on The snoring stood at the forefront.
The groom Lu Yunqi has already passed the threshold, behind him is the bride being carried.
The bride's hijab covered the face, and the big dress of the black dress and yellow skirt covered the figure. Although it was carried by people, it also appeared to be dignified.
Miss Jun only felt a shortness of breath, her throat was awkward, and she reached over her robes and stared at the bride.
"It’s the three emperors who come to kiss."
The people are talking low in the ear.
Carrying the Princess of Jiuli is the three sons of today's emperor. He has not yet become a relative and is a king. He is deeply loved by the emperor and the queen. He is a younger than Jiuli.
As the bride and groom came out to send relatives and other emperor princesses and other kings and relatives, the front of the palace will be adorned with pearls, and the people will be amazed.
"The emperor gave the Princess Jiu Li a great show."
"How about the platoon, you didn't see the dowry before."
"Sure enough, it is a golden jade leaf."
"I heard that the Emperor and the Queen were asked by the Emperor and the Queen to come to the Wangfu House to marry the Princess."
Yes, a lot of people came, but they lacked one person.
The most important and most important person.
Miss Jun’s eyes swept over these people, not nine.
He is a person to be forgotten by the people and cannot appear in the sight of the world.
Even when his sister is married, he can't send it out personally.
Princess Jiuli has already sat in the sedan chair. This is the unique ceremonial ceremonies and ruts of the royal princess, and it is magnificent, and it is slowly moving in amazement.
The people on the street flocked with the crowd like the tide, and Miss Jun, who stood still, was like a boat in the ocean.
The team that will be married will be half a circle around the city.
She watched the car of Princess Jiuli go away and looked back at Huai Wangfu.
The Princess of the Emperor said that they were on the horse.
Of course, they will not go along with the team that sent the bride, or go straight to the house of Lu Yunqi, or they will leave directly.
As these nobles left, the gates of the Huaiwang House were closed again. Almost in the blink of an eye, the original lively door was deserted, leaving only the scattered flowers and the traces of the firecrackers.
"Miss Miss."
Liu Er can finally squeeze out from the crowd to Miss Jun.
"Come on, let's hurry up with the past."
The team that she pointed at the street marched joyfully, and the scene of the princess's marriage was different from what she had seen before.
Miss Jun looked at the team over there, and went further and further in sight. She suddenly turned and walked in the other direction. When she finally went, she ran up and ran up.
"Miss." Liu Er did not react and was thrown in place, busy shouting to catch up.
Miss Jun ran very fast, and turned around the corner.
"Miss, where are you going?"
Liu Er’s voice shouted behind.
Bypassing an alley and turning over a low wall, you can come to the backyard of the Huaiwang Palace. There is a hill on the back of the palace in Huaiwang. The small pavilion on the hill overlooks the half street.
There was a small child on the pavilion at this time.
Miss Jun’s footsteps suddenly stopped.
Although he couldn't see his description, Miss Jun knew that he was focusing on the marching team on the street, just like when he married.
Only that time was accompanied by his sister, this time only he was alone.

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