"Goodbye!"
The two knelt down and worshiped the tablet again.
"The ceremony is completed! Get up." After the high priest prayed, he saluted Zhao Yong and Jiyao, and then slowly retreated outside the ancestral temple.
What Zhao Yong and Ji Yao performed was the first ceremony, which was the most solemn of the nine worships. It is often used by ministers when they visit the king. As Zhao Yong, as the king of princes, he had to perform this ceremony only to heaven, earth and ancestors!
After Zhao Yong and Ji Yao paid homage to the ancestors of the Zhao family, Zhao Yong stood up first, and at this time Ji Yao also walked to his side obediently. Zhao Yong took her hand and walked towards the outside of the palace.
Outside the temple gate, priests and clan members stood on both sides, bowing their heads to the two men.
Ji Yao still covered her face with her fan and was led by Zhao Yong all the way.
After exiting the palace gate in front of them, the two of them walked slowly towards Longtai Palace.
Although it has entered early autumn, the temperature is still a bit hot after several consecutive days of sunny weather. So Ji Yao only wore two layers of dignified wedding clothes. Under the scorching sun, her outer loose dark clothes seemed a little thin, and the inner layer of close-fitting clothes was thicker and tightly wrapped around her body.
Zhao Yong just turned around in the ancestral temple and took a surprised look. Through her outer thin clothes, he could see the wonderful curves of her body wrapped by the inner layer of clothes, her bulging chest, and the beautiful and flexible body perfectly outlined by the belt. Her slender waist and hip bones that are slightly wider than her shoulders. The perfect arc is graceful, smooth, and concave and convex, which makes the girl stand taller and slimmer.
The girl's manner is very dignified. Every step and every movement she makes is like a goddess that mortals dare not easily blaspheme.
But even though she was dressed so elegantly and dignified today, she still couldn't hide her youthful and fragrant aura.
'Recipe, Shining. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family. The peaches are as beautiful as the peaches. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family. The peach is young, its leaves are pure. When the son returns home, it will be a good time for his family. '
Before the two of them stepped into Longtai Palace, they heard the wedding ode "Taoyao".
Amidst the singing of blessings, Zhao Yong felt the smoothness and delicateness in his hands and couldn't help but feel a little excited. Although the bride's whole body was tightly wrapped, her jade-white catkins and exposed slender wrists made her look even more attractive under the solemn clothes. But he had to pretend to be calm and do every little thing well. He was full of expectations for every little thing.
The sun had already set at some point, and the originally gloomy sky quickly darkened. The clouds were thick and a heavy rain was brewing.
The candles in the palace have been quietly lit. Surrounded by the palace people, the two finally arrived at the entrance of Longtai Palace. Looking at the extremely luxurious palace in front of him, Zhao Yong suddenly felt that compared with the bride beside him, the luxurious palace seemed very simple and gloomy at the moment.
The bedroom has been rearranged, with several floors and festive items placed on it. There is still a trace of the smell of burning incense inside. There is a tread of red silk laid in the middle of the floor, extending from the door to the inside. On both sides of the red silk, two rows of eunuchs and palace maids stand bowed.
The two walked slowly along the red silk to a pavilion. In the middle of the pavilion was a small table, and they slowly sat on both sides of the table.
The palace maid came up behind them carrying two basins of water.
Ji Yao turned her back, placed the fan gently on the ground, and began to wash her hands in the water.
Zhao Yong's eyes were always staring at the girl's movements, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he saw her slow movements. After seeing the other party wash his hands, he picked up the fan and covered his face. Zhao Yong turned around and fiddled quickly in the clear water twice.
The two sat opposite each other on the couch again. Zhao Yong bent down and bowed slowly to Ji Yao. When the girl nodded slightly, he carefully reached out and took the fan in her hand to cover her face.
Zhao Yong grumbled in his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The palace servants on both sides lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads.
A face that was astonishing was finally revealed.
The girl's clean oval face was not smeared with anything, but it still looked so bright, with a cream-like skin, a bright red tassel hairpin inserted diagonally on the black hair, and the slightly thin red lips were slightly raised, Glows with a silky sheen.
There is a hint of shyness in the girl's peerless face, and a hint of nervousness in her shyness. It is not difficult to see her panic from the slightly trembling shoulders. After a whole day of sacrificial activities and solemn etiquette, it was difficult for a teenage girl to leave her homeland and come to a distant land alone.
But Zhao Yong didn't feel the girl had the slightest reluctance. He could feel the other party's sincere cooperation throughout the process.
Ji Yao seemed a little embarrassed to be stared at by Zhao Yong all the time, her eyebrows were furrowed, her bright eyes were lowered, and her head was slightly turned to the side. It makes people look at it and feel a sense of love and affection.
"Invincibility starts with sacrificing the ancestor"
Zhao Yong's emotional reversal today was really great. When the person he misses is right in front of him, it feels so wonderful.
This was the second time Zhao Yong saw Ji Yao. The last time he met Ji Yao was in Jieshan. Since Han Kang, his father-in-law, was present, he was embarrassed to keep staring at the beauty, so he just glanced sideways. Now that he saw the whole thing again, he realized that what he saw before was just the tip of the iceberg.
Zhao Yong suddenly became anxious. But you can't blame him. With such a stunning beauty in front of you, no one can be at ease. He had indeed endured it for too long. After returning to Handan from Pingyu, he had almost slept alone for more than a month. Now the girl's shyness made him feel the urge to ravage her. Moreover, the bride looked like a goddess when she arrived, and coupled with the contrast in her thoughts, the feeling was like ice and fire. The robe on his lower body couldn't help but lift up slightly, looking a little strange.
Zhao Yong gritted his teeth secretly.
I can't eat the soft tofu in a hurry, but the ceremony still needs to be completed.
Zhao Yong resisted the impulse in his heart, reached out and gently took off a red tassel on Ji Yao's bun.
This is the ceremony of tying hair. (The tassel is a kind of silk rope. After a woman gets married, she will use the tassel to tie her hair to show that she has promised her husband. It is called "showing that she is obedient to others". Until the woman gets married, the husband personally picks the tassel for the bride. Next. It’s called ‘the husband takes off his wife’s tassel’.)
After taking off Ji Yao's red tassel, the palace maid waiting at the side cut the prepared gourd into two halves and handed them to the two of them. The sides of the two halves of the gourd were connected with each other with red threads. There is poured sake inside.
The two of them first took it separately, and then exchanged the water ladles with each other. Zhao Yong took the half ladle of sake in Ji Yao's hand, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. Ji Yao raised her head and glanced at him, then lightly covered her beautiful face with her sleeves and robe with a shy look, raised her head slightly, and made a drinking gesture.
After drinking Hexin wine, the palace maid brought over the meal that had been prepared, two small plates of corn rice, and portions of roasted mutton and venison.
Smelling the aroma of the food, Zhao Yong's mouth and tongue suddenly became wet. He was indeed hungry, and he had eaten something before the morning reception all day long. Now, how can this little thing be enough for two people? Ji Yao opened her red lips and took a small bite of meat, then took another mouthful of rice, her movements were very dignified. Zhao Yong looked at the bride's eating movements, and his heart couldn't help but feel excited again when he looked at the bright eyes and white teeth. He suppressed the rude movements and ate all the meat and rice.
The two of them seemed to be just eating and drinking together, but in fact it was a kind of etiquette, and drinking wine together was like drinking wine in later generations. Nu, a kind of gourd, is bitter and inedible, and is often called bitter gourd in later generations. Hexin wine not only conveys the meaning that the couple will become one and never be separated, but also has a deeper meaning. The 卺 is bitter, while the wine is sweet. Using the 卺 as a wine vessel also symbolizes that the two of them will share the joys and sorrows, and share weal and woe.
After the two had eaten and drank Hexin wine, they came to the last step of etiquette.
The palace servants came forward to take off Zhao Yong's crown and hair crown, and put his long hair together with Ji Yao's long hair, which was called a bun.
The atmosphere of the whole 'welcome' ceremony seemed very solemn, with the people's solemn clothes, the slightly gloomy ancestral temple tablets, and the lingering smoke. Zhao Yong compared it and couldn't help but think of the funeral of the late king. But unlike a funeral, although the atmosphere is solemn, it cannot conceal the ambiguity in every step of the etiquette. Perhaps this is the charm of etiquette.
After finishing tying up their buns, the palace attendants standing on both sides slowly retreated out of the palace, leaving only two palace maidens to serve them.
Zhao Yong glanced in front of him, coughed slightly, and waved to the remaining two palace maids.
Wait for everyone to retreat.
"Rumble..." A dull thunder suddenly came from outside the palace.
The sudden sound of thunder startled Ji Yao, and her delicate body also trembled.
Zhao Yong turned around and looked out the window, then slowly stood up.
"What...are you going to do, Your Majesty..." Ji Yao stood up immediately and quietly took a step back, with a look of panic on her face.
When Ji Yao was completely in control at this time, all the words her mother said to her were completely forgotten.
"Uh." Zhao Yong was a little embarrassed for a moment and froze in place. The action he originally wanted to make was also shocked by Ji Yao's behavior.
It seems that no woman has dared to talk to him like this, not even Luo Coral, who had a fierce personality at first.
This was the first time he had seen such a woman. Zhao Yong couldn't help laughing for a moment and said: "You and I have completed the ceremony of bunking, what do you want me to do?"
Perhaps because there were no outsiders, Ji Yao became more courageous. He had an out-of-the-box temperament, and she was a fearless master in Zhengdu. Now she looked at Zhao Yong in front of her. There was a hint of resoluteness in his delicate face, but he was obviously a baby face. Thinking that the other person was one year younger than herself, the bride suddenly became bolder: "Wang. I really don’t know what I want to do..." Her voice was soft but not charming, trickling like spring water, which made people feel refreshed in this hot summer day.
Zhao Yong swallowed his saliva and looked at Ji Yao: "I want to punish you!" As he said this, he took off his loose robe and threw it into the distance, facing Ji Yao like an eagle pouncing on a chicken. Jumped towards her.
Ji Yao chuckled, her laughter was like a soft bell, she turned her body flexibly, and leisurely dodged Zhao Yong's vicious tiger attack.
Zhao Yong was stunned again. Looking at the opponent's figure and movements, could this beauty be both civil and military?
"The king said that I will punish my concubine. What crime did I commit?" Ji Yao asked doubtfully.
"This is the crime of deceiving the emperor!" Zhao Yong pounced on the beauty again.
Ji Yao was still wearing a large wedding gown and had difficulty moving, so she was hugged by Zhao Yong.
"Ah..." Ji Yao shyly shrank into Zhao Yong's arms. She blushed so much that she didn't even dare to look at him. She held her clothes tightly with her hands, lowered her head and called out in a trembling voice: "When did I, my concubine, deceive me..."
Zhao Yong smelled the scent of her body, and the blood gradually filled his brain. He grabbed Ji Yao's waist and walked towards the big collapse inside.
Hot water has been prepared for sleeping outside, but how could Zhao Yong still think about taking a bath at this time. Putting Ji Yao on the stumbling block, he took off his shoes and followed her on the stumbling block, hugging her.
Ji Yao opened her eyes, touched the other person's eyes, and hurriedly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling. Zhu Hong's lips were pursed tightly and she was speechless. Ji Yao did not resist at all, nor did she show any resistance, but she still looked very nervous. Her two naturally petite feet were tightly held together, her hands were tightly holding the robe on her body, and her body was very tense. Tight and motionless.
Ji Yao suddenly trembled and said quietly: "Does the King think that I... am a woman who does not respect etiquette?"
"Of course not." Zhao Yong replied seriously. At this moment, he once again felt the malicious intent of the clothes on him. The rope around his waist was tied into a tight knot accidentally in his haste. The quality of his robe was quite good, and it didn't even get torn open.
"Pfft." Looking at his careless movements, Ji Yao couldn't help but chuckle and said: "The king's movements are really like a ferocious tiger."
As soon as the character "Tiger" was written, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the palace. 'Hoo. Hoo. Hoo. 'The strong wind made the door rattle.
Ji Yao looked at the king in front of her dreamily.
"Evil tiger?" After all this tossing, Zhao Yong's impatient heart was relieved a little. "I am an evil tiger, and you are a female tiger."
When Zhao Yong leaned down, looking at the shy and beautiful face in front of him, he couldn't help but stretched out his slightly rough hand and put it on her face. When he touched the smooth skin, he didn't dare to use force. It felt like his hands would break her skin if he touched her too hard.
Ji Yao's face instantly turned red with embarrassment, and her head turned on the pillow.
Zhao Yong's fingers gently stroked Ji Yao's forehead and curved eyebrows, forgetting everything for a moment.
"Last time in Jieshan, did the king recognize my concubine?" Ji Yao suddenly turned her head and looked back at Zhao Yong boldly.
"..." Zhao Yong.
You still have the nerve to say it?
Ji Yao suddenly realized that she was a bit suspicious of herself, her face turned red with embarrassment, and her head turned away on the pillow.
'Kacha! 'A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the dark night sky.
Ji Yao was startled by the thunder and opened her eyes, curling up in his arms like a frightened little animal. "Kings."
"Huh?" Zhao Yong hesitated, comforted her and smiled: "You said that I am a tiger, but I think you are a tiger. Your voice is so clear when you speak, I didn't expect that you can also make a voice as dull as a tiger."
The dark clouds that had accumulated for many days dispersed in an instant, and the rain that had accumulated for many days finally fell from the sky.
