Chapter 260: Shuangbi Lianhui praises beauty

Since that day, I have fallen in love with magnolia flowers.
There is no magnolia flower in Rouran. I used my impression to draw the pattern on his clothes and ask others to know that such a unique flower is called magnolia. It happened that there was a picture of a magnolia flower hung in the inn, and I fell in love with the vigorous and pure and elegant flower swaying in the wind with just a glance.
I wishfully thought of Magnolia as my bond with him. Even if there is no chance to see you again in the future, seeing that flower will bring beautiful dreams. So, I asked for more magnolia to decorate the new clothes and accessories to be tailored for me.
On the day of my wedding, I secretly replaced a ruby ​​phoenix hairpin with a golden magnolia flower head and amethyst, as if this way, I can use that moment of fond memories to dilute my fear of the upcoming wedding.
A road teacher led a mother, who was like a puppet to complete the complicated etiquette. Knocking, bowing again, bowing again, bowing again, with a big red dragon and phoenix hijab on my head, my world is only a small side, and occasionally I see the golden chinchilla on the soap boots of the future husband, and the chilong bulges a pair of black shining stone eyes. It makes me nervous. As the ceremony came to an end, my heart beat more and more.
In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, a hand took my slightly trembling hand, and I was taken aback, almost subconsciously trying to lift my hijab to look at the people around me.
A happy scale came in, and then, under the bright and dazzling hood, I closed my eyes unexpectedly. When I opened it again, I saw him wearing a big red lucky suit, like a red lotus in the snow and ice, so handsome and elegant that I couldn't move my eyes.
I just feel that my heart is about to jump out, almost suspicious that I am in a dream. Otherwise, the person I was thinking of would stand by my side. It was King Yu of Daxi, my husband.
But his hands were as cold as winter snow, not as warm as it was that day.
"The prince is really blessed to marry such a beautiful woman." A voice said with a smile and sweetly: "The empress, don't you think?"
"Princess Yu was born noble and seemed to be a gentle-tempered person. She came from a long distance for the diplomatic relations between the two countries. She was a woman of righteousness. From now on, she will be a family, and she has time to come to the palace often." The voice of the woman above. If the Oriole came out of the valley, it was gentle and gentle, with warmth, which made people feel relaxed.
I looked up at her, and saw her soft hair like aquatic weeds linger like a cloud, layered and slanted to the ears, golden phoenix, begonia hairpin and luan phoenix snail, red coral, golden step, bright color, bright red, snail Under the silk-forged cicada wings and flower lotus leaf skirt, the pattern of pearls embossed on silver silk feathers and satin soft shoes is extremely precious. Surrounded by beautiful flowers, wide sleeves fluttering, and clothes one after another, full of prosperity.
She smiled, her smile was like the first ray of spring that broke through the ice and snow, full of exciting power. And her face seemed to have a layer of golden light shrouded in it, as if the Nine Heavens Fairy stepped down from Yaotai, so beautiful that she dared not look directly at her, and it seemed to be blasphemous at first glance.
I lowered my head hurriedly, the beauty I've always been proud of was nothing short of nothing compared to the person before me. And the noble background pales in comparison to her.
"Please, the prince and the princess toast to the emperor and the queen." A courtesy officer reminded softly.
"Let's go." Although his gaze fell on it, his eyes were vague, with a little resistance and dodge. I took the gold-wrapped jade cup and walked side by side to Danchi.
As I got closer, I felt more and more that the pair of bimen on the high platform were not like people in the world. The beauty of Wang Yu was shocking, and the appearance of the emperor was even more shocking. I was almost jealous of the beauty of the Daxi royal family, which is rare in this world. The noble woman next to him is extremely beautiful. There is no word in this world to describe it. If there is something that is not perfect, it may be a slightly thin body and a pale pale face under the powder. But don't have a style, arousing pity. Her such a high status can make people feel this way, which is really unexpected.
I followed him to a toast to the empress and was about to retreat. I saw a concubine looking at me with a smile and said, "Princess Yu is really beautiful. The style of time."
When she said this, some concubine beside her nodded in response: "It's true, especially with such a pure expression, it's just a mold."
Even the emperor, who had been sitting upright, gave me a glance and said with a smile to Wang Yu: "In this way, it is indeed somewhat similar."
The queen didn't speak, but looked at me with a faint smile. For a long time, she stroked her cheek and said softly: "I can't remember the original appearance of this palace." Although she was still smiling, she was quite lonely.
King Yu suddenly took my hand and smiled like a bright moon. His hands were still cold and trembling slightly, but for some reason, I felt that the temperature in his eyes was a little higher than before.
"It is the little king's blessing to be able to marry the princess." His eyes were firmly locked on the emperor's face, "The courtiers thank the emperor's brother God."
The emperor was startled, then laughed loudly and said, "It's best if you like it."
I heard some inexplicable meaning, but I couldn't tell.
After that, there was a banquet. The queen seemed to be weak, and she sat for a while before being supported by the palace lady. I listened to the whispering discussions of the people, and then vaguely knew that the queen had just had a miscarriage not long ago, so it is no wonder that her face was not good and her interest was not high. She is also a poor woman.