"That girl is so beautiful. She is probably the most beautiful girl sent out from this house in recent years."
She was wearing fiery red gauze, and her jade-like skin was looming. Her red lips are dazzling, and her peach blossom eyes are slightly upward, extremely charming, and her smile seems to want to seduce other people's hearts.
…
My father omitted the six rituals in order to save time.
When Luo Heyao was put in a sedan chair by her mother with a cold face, she did not see her father for the last time.
She is the daughter of the prime minister. Since she was a child, she has watched her sisters in the family being arranged to marry each other one by one, and she knows that she cannot escape the fate of marrying far away. But she had been bound by strict family rules and had long been numb to these established things, so she and her mother stepped onto the carriage with a cold face. She didn't shed a single tear until the procession of sending the bride left the Xunjiang City she was familiar with. Come down.
There was nothing in Xunjiang that she could miss, and the one person she couldn't let go of was probably the young master of the An family who was two years younger than her.
The Luo and An families had frequent contacts in the past, but recently An's father was promoted to censor, and the relationship between the two families became somewhat estranged. As for the reason - Luo Youyao passed by her father's bedroom before and heard him mention this: "An Jia, he was promoted so quickly, just because of his connections! Hey, Lao Zhang, you can listen to me. Don't spread it everywhere, otherwise our Luo family..."
It was Luo's father who was jealous.
The relationship between the Luo and An families has become distant, and the relationship between the young master of the An family and Luo Tiaoyu has also become distant. Before that, Luo Heyao could often see the young master of the An family at family banquets. The young master was delicate-looking, with a small face as white as snow and big, watery eyes. It's just that the An family values literature over martial arts. His arms are thin, he is as thin as a sickly man, and his body is often stooped.
Luoheya looked down upon him at first. Then one day I saw him sitting quietly in front of his desk reading. The black hair on his forehead covered half of his face, and he didn't bother to trim it. Luo Yao quietly took a few steps closer, perhaps disturbing his peace, so he raised his eyes to look at her. Their eyes met in the air, and he actually smiled at her and brought her snacks from the kitchen, which was so gentle.
Then she fell in love with him, and it lasted for two or three years.
Thinking of this, Luo Heyao gently opened the curtain of the carriage and looked back.
The Xunjiang City she was familiar with had completely disappeared behind the road, replaced by an unfamiliar forest and a winding river on the gravel road.
Luohehe looked out the window and stood in silence for a while, while the carriage continued to drive further away from Xunjiang City.
[People always have to separate. I am still young and there will be many twenty or three years in the future. 】
After thinking about it for a while, Luo Heyao stopped thinking about him.
She might still have some nostalgia for him, but in the end, she still let her reason prevail.
…
The team sending off the bride went all the way from Gyeonggi to the Central Plains.
According to the rules at that time, if a woman marries a relative far away, the man, in order to show his gratitude and sincerity, should find a compromise between the two men and women's residence. The woman will go to see her off, and the man will come to welcome her. Even though Luo's father insisted on omitting all etiquette, he still asked people to keep this rule.
Luo Heyao was a little confused at first, but she soon understood it roughly.
The wedding team in the Western Regions had a big battle. Although this area was in the wilderness, there was no guarantee that there would be people secretly watching. The long-standing friendship between the Qin and Jin Dynasties between the Western Regions and the Central Plains was to ease the tense political relationship. Even if all etiquette was omitted, the most basic face-saving work had to be done. Not to mention those government officials, everyone who accompanied him this time, including Luo Juanya herself, a girl with a pure nature, were nothing more than tools used by the stupid king to safeguard his interests.
Luoheya accepted her fate and never thought of resisting. She also thought that she had made this obvious enough. This is completely different from the sisters she married before. But even so, the guards accompanying her were still tight, for fear that she would jump out of the carriage and escape.
If Luo Henuo escapes, no one in the wedding party will be able to explain to Prime Minister Luo; if Luo Henuo escapes, no one in the Prime Minister's house will be able to explain to the Holy Lord; if Luo Henuo escapes, even the entire Central Government will not be able to explain to him. Tudu cannot explain to the Western Regions.
She can't escape.
Although no one has ever told me, everyone knows this.
This is related to human life. Even Baochun, the maid who is "closest" to Luo Huahua on weekdays, stared at the horse sedan closely, staring at it until her eyes almost popped out, without looking away. .
This dog day of summer is actually as cold as winter.
Luo Nuo sat firmly in the carriage and put the red hijab back on, covering her entire face. In addition to the sound of horse hooves on the sand, there was only the sound of wind.
…
Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and the carriage suddenly stopped. It was quiet outside for a moment, and then someone started beating gongs and drums. A group of people were mumbling words, which were also mixed with Western dialects that Luo Nuo could not understand.
She didn't need to poke her head out to know that this was a farewell ceremony. I had previously stolen a forbidden book from the Prime Minister's Mansion School, and this was how the farewell gift was described.
This was the first time for Luo Heya to hear someone play a farewell song. It was similar to what she had imagined, noisy and harsh. But fortunately, this piece of music is just noisy, and it is not so sad as it was composed. Otherwise, Luo Huajuan would have despised her in her heart.
In that era, transportation was not convenient, and girls who married far away would never see each other again. No one in the team sending off the bride seemed to feel sad, and more people had relaxed and happy expressions on their faces as they finally completed their mission.
Luohejuan was helped out of the carriage by Yulan and Baochun. Someone saw her leaning out and started to cry pretendingly.
Perhaps it was the dog days of summer that made people irritated. Luo Heya frowned slightly, turned around and said calmly: "You have worked hard along the way, so there is no need to put in such effort."
The voice of Juanya is like spring water, light and sweet, clean and translucent.
She made such a sarcastic comment, and some people in the team slowly raised their heads and cautiously took a look at her in the dark.
She has a nice voice and speaks cleanly.
Her words were like a sharp blade, but surprisingly they didn't hurt anyone.
…
The ceremony began.
The weather outside was hot and dry. Luo Heya was wearing a red hijab and felt dizzy as soon as she got into the sedan chair.
She couldn't see the road in front of her. When she lowered her head, she saw that her feet were covered with white stones, which were warm and a bit hot to her feet. The stones reflected the sun's light in her eyes, and after one more glance, her eyes felt swollen and painful.
In addition to these, there were people around who said some "nice" respectful words, such as wishing lasting friendship and happy marriage for a hundred years. But there is no such thing as friendship between the Western Regions and China. In the past few hundred years, whenever there was a conflict between the two countries, they would fight to the death, and the wars would make life difficult for the people. If both sides hadn't reluctantly given each other some resources and benefits later, I don't know how long this war would have taken to end.
Luo Heya frowned when she heard these words, and outside her sight, there was a young boy who frowned just like her.
He was wearing the armor of the Prime Minister's Guards and stood harmoniously in the team. There was no difference between him and the people around him, but judging from his actions, it didn't seem like he was here just to see him off. Ever since Luo Hua got off the sedan, he had been staring eagerly in her direction, like a hungry panther hiding in the bushes on the roadside and keeping an eye on its prey.
It's a pity that no one noticed him as everyone celebrated their own joy in their hearts.
Since no one noticed him, no one knew when he put his hand on the handle of his saber and jumped up from the team. He stepped on the sedan chair, flew in the air, pulled out the sharp knife, and stabbed in the direction of Luo Henuo.
His speed was so fast that no one had time to react.
In an instant, blood splattered and heads fell to the ground. Time seemed to be frozen, and the surroundings were silent for two or three seconds.
He passed close to Luo Hua's body, and a gust of wind blew Luo Hua's red hijab to the ground, revealing her almost flawless and beautiful face.
She was stunned for a moment, and finally saw her surroundings clearly - the rocky valley, the cloudless blue sky, and the gray gravel ground, with hot blood spurting out from the neck of a fresh corpse. Looking at the clothes of the corpse, she could roughly confirm that the corpse was her husband, Prince Tukaso, whom she had never met.
"There is an assassin! The people from Middle-earth sent an assassin to kill Prince Tukaso! This... this thief!"
Luo Heya frowned and turned around quickly when she heard this, as if she was suddenly brought back to reality by this man's rough roar.
She looked at him, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was open, and he was pointing at her with a ferocious expression.
An inexplicable fear surged into her heart. Without even thinking about it, Luo Heyao was pulled by a man in guard armor, thrown onto a horse, and fled the scene as fast as he could. There were people chasing after them, but most of them were stopped by the members of our own escort team.
They seemed to be dying. They could no longer feel the pain when the knife was inserted into their bodies. They were shouting: "Kill, kill, kill——"
Luoheya happened to see this scene when she turned around, and was stunned for a long time.
She didn't know what happened just now, but according to what the man said, someone on her side probably killed Prince Tukaso, and that's why someone mistakenly thought she was a thief.
The two of them were running under the blue sky that was splashed with ink. She thought, thought, and thought for a long time, and the black horse carried the two of them farther and farther.
Luo Heyao's heart gradually calmed down...
It seems that today's marriage is not possible, and things have reached a more troublesome stage. But... the scenery outside Xunjiang City is not bad, so I just went out to relax.
Luohehe thought so.
She looked back calmly. The sand raised by the horse's hooves covered the bright red on her dress. The red on her body seemed to be the only bright color in the desert of Middle-earth...
