"Rong'er! My Rong'er!" Mrs. Sun couldn't hold it back after all, and burst into tears. She hugged Yang Xianrong tightly and refused to let go no matter what.
Sun E could only advise in a low voice from the side: "Aunt, Rong'er is fine, just relax."
"How can everything be okay? This is my Rong'er, the daughter I have worked hard to raise for fifteen years. How do you want me to relax?" Mrs. Sun's eyes were a little red, and her voice became sharp, "Who I don’t care about the position of queen, we won’t get married!”
"Madam!" After hearing this, Yang Xuanzhi grabbed Sun's shoulders and shouted: "Don't say it."
"Who knows what nonsense Xu Jiulang is talking about? Are you going to let my daughter enter the palace?" Mrs. Sun looked at her husband and couldn't stop crying, "Fengluan is burned, we won't get married. "
"Madam!" Yang Xuanzhi didn't know what to say, so he had to call her again.
"Mother." The eldest son Yang Xianyong also reached out to support them.
"I won't get married, I won't get married." Yang Xiankang's eyes also had sparkling meaning, and he said urgently, "The sedan chair has been burned, why should I marry?"
When Sima Ying and Zhang Du heard this, they were stunned for a moment.
Why aren't you married yet?
How dare you not get married!
Everything is ready inside and outside the palace. The emperor is still waiting in the palace, and the queen's golden book and phoenix seal are also ready...
"Cough, cough, cough, mother, don't hold me too tight, I won't be able to breathe." Yang Xianrong struggled to break free from his mother Sun's arms, and then held on to his slightly crooked bun.
The golden phoenix hairpin didn't fall off, so she quickly put it back in. Her hair was slightly loose and had a different kind of lazy and messy beauty. Liu Yao, who was standing aside, was stunned again, turned to look at the burning Feng Luan, and frowned slightly.
Mrs. Sun loved her daughter so much that she let go, but she refused to let go completely.
Yang Xianrong stood upright. The golden tassels in front of her eyes were tangled together. She had no choice but to lift them up and look at the people around her.
In fact, her hands were shaking, shaking uncontrollably.
There were really many people around her, including her father, brother, mother, sisters, maids, Sima Ying, Zhang Du and Liu Yao, eight sedan bearers, and people she didn't know very well... Everyone looked at her, Watch her every move, word and deed.
She couldn't lose to the magnanimity of the daughter of the Yang family, the descendant of General Yang Hu, and the old lady Xiahou.
"Third sister." Yang Xianlian suddenly called her again at this moment, with a line of tears on his face.
"Lian'er, you actually called me three times today!" Yang Xianrong smiled brightly. She also touched Yang Xianlian's little face, "The third sister is going to be the queen today. I will pick her up in a few days." You go to the palace to play, and then talk to me more."
Yang Xianlian was hugged tightly by Cuixi and stopped talking.
Yang Xianrong did not look at her again, but turned to look at Liu Yao and Sima Ying. He sincerely held his hands in front of his chest and bowed.
This was a great gift among the ladies of the Jin Dynasty. The two men were a little stiff and wanted to dodge.
Sima Ying, who was wiping her face, kept saying: "No, no, no, no, no, no, you are the queen of Jin Dynasty, you cannot give us such a big gift."
"Why not? You two are my saviors, and this gift is a must." Yang Xianrong's face was serious, but the entangled golden tassels seemed to spoil the atmosphere. .
"It's just convenient, no need to worry about it." Liu Yao's voice was rich and his words were very simple.
"No, no, no, no, this is not easy." Yang Xianrong saluted three times before standing up. "Now I am only the daughter of the Yang family, Yang Xianrong, so you two should not be burdened."
"Okay." Liu Yao smiled slightly, "I'm Liu Yao."
"Brother Liu." Yang Xianrong also laughed, because she remembered the embarrassing look when their hair was entangled with each other just now, "I am going to the palace, and my father and brother will present a thank you gift..."
"No, no, no..." Liu Yao immediately waved his hand and took half a step back.
"Father." Yang Xianrong ignored Liu Yao and called Yang Xuanzhi in a sweet voice, "This is my savior."
"Okay." Yang Xuanzhi also saluted Liu Yao, making Liu Yao take another half step back. "Brother Liu, please have a seat at Yangfu later."
"..." Liu Yao grinned.
"I also want to thank you for your life-saving grace. You still need to change your clothes now. The weather has changed today, so be careful of getting cold." Yang Xianrong smiled again, but she saw the celebrant Zhang Du stood aside very seriously, frowning, as if he wanted to open his mouth to say something. "We can't miss the auspicious time. I'm going to the palace."
"Rong'er!" Mrs. Sun cried again.
"Mom, today is my big day." Yang Xianrong still maintained a smile, like a cute little girl, "This Feng Luan... ah..."
The phoenix still had an open flame burning, so it was obviously impossible to use it.
Zhang Du followed her gaze and looked around. There was indeed no chariot suitable for her status, and he was a little at a loss.
Seeing that Yang Xianrong was fine, onlookers gathered around again. The Imperial Guards were trying hard to maintain order, but the buzzing discussion never stopped.
At this time, Sima Lun strode over and asked in a rough voice: "Are you okay? Come into the palace quickly."
"This Feng Luan is burned..." Only Sima Ying could say a word to Sima Lun. The others were not of a high level and remained silent.
"Ride my king's horse." Sima Lun was quite generous, "We cannot delay the good times, the emperor is still waiting."
"This is against the rules." Zhang Du was a little unhappy and his face became serious.
"Then you want Feng Luan to come over now?" In terms of seniority, Sima Lun is the uncle of the current emperor, and he speaks very rudely.
But Zhang Du was also a senior figure in the two dynasties, and was two years older than Sima Lun.
Seeing that he was about to get angry, Yang Xianrong quickly said: "I don't know how to ride a horse, but the distance is not far, so I can just walk over."
"How unbecoming is this?" Zhang Du was still unhappy, "My queen of the Great Jin Dynasty actually wants to enter the palace by herself. How can I do that?"
"It's okay, it's not far." Yang Xianrong's voice was soft and pleasant, "You can see how we can arrange it. Drive away these people who are watching the excitement, and let's walk over."
"..." Zhang Du was speechless, but Sima Lun's dark face was also very irritating.
Since Yang Xianrong doesn't care, why should he persist?
Yang Xuanzhi stretched out his hand to hold his daughter, but stopped talking.
But Yang Xianrong just smiled and said: "Father, don't worry, look at these two more white hairs."
"Third sister..." Her two brothers also called her in a low voice.
"Hey, let's go quickly." Yang Xianrong's smile became even brighter, and the appearance of a pretty girl with a peach blossom face actually made everyone feel a little distracted.
The jade Ruyi she was holding in her hand was still in the burning phoenix, so she tightly grasped the stiff fabric of the phoenix robe with both hands, and lifted up the hem of the skirt half an inch to facilitate walking.
In fact, at this moment, she didn't dare to look back or look both ways, because her body was also trembling, and she forced herself to move forward.
According to the wedding etiquette, the Yang family is the natal family and cannot follow them into the palace now.
But Yang Xuanzhi and his two sons followed closely behind Yang Xianrong, never missing a step.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Du greeted the Imperial Guards and others, asking them to maintain order and drive away all irrelevant personnel.
Since someone was here to handle these matters, everyone was surprised and excited.
This red phoenix robe is very magnificent and has a long tail, which makes it even more noble.
Those who followed her did not dare to get too close to her, for fear of stepping on her phoenix robe and losing etiquette.
When she walked past Liu Yao, she didn't look at him.
When she walked past Sima Ying, she didn't look at him.
In her eyes, there was only the vast and majestic imperial city ahead.
In the strong north wind blowing again, it became more and more unclear to see here.
How many unknowns are waiting for her in this imperial city?
She doesn't know either.
Liu Yao stood there, looking at this fragile and pretty girl and the huge procession behind her, and suddenly felt that this woman was solitary, courageous, perseverant, and even a little decisive.
Who didn't know that she was going to marry a fool, and who didn't know that the Jin Dynasty was in chaos and strife. She walked into the imperial city with a smile like this. Could she really understand what she was about to face?
Liu Yao suddenly felt distressed and turned his head to stop looking at her, but he couldn't help but use his peripheral vision to look in the direction of the imperial city where she was about to go and saw her petite back.
The gorgeous phoenix is still burning, the silk and gold threads are burned, the gold foil has turned into gold water and flowed all over the ground, but the hardest wood in the phoenix is exposed, cracked, charred, and broken into pieces. Two pieces of jade are as desired.
