This trip to the Snow Clan, Ding Rong did not go alone. Instead, he brought a large number of followers with him. He also invited Lin Chu and more than a dozen elite Snow Clan people to guide him.
For Lin Chu, this was great news. Once the saint became Princess Qin, in his heart, politically, he would have a strong backer and his future would become brighter and brighter.
He would think so, and even more so the other Snow Clan members.
The team walked leisurely and arrived in Syracuse a few days later.
At this time, the entire Snow Clan had already heard about this, and people gathered on both sides to watch the excitement.
I don't know how many years have passed since I escaped from the war. I am afraid that except for the three elders, there is no one here who doesn't want to go out and see the outside world, especially the young people.
They have aspirations and hopes.
Cheers rang out. King Qin was going to marry the saint, which was even more exciting for the Snow people.
This was Ding Rong's first time in Xuecheng. Looking at the surrounding scene, he smiled at the attendant and said, "The people in Xuecheng are very simple."
"Haha, my lord is right." The attendant quickly agreed.
The team continued to move forward. Looking at the familiar faces, Lin Chu stopped for a moment.
A boy of twelve or thirteen years old ran over, pulled his clothes and shouted: "Uncle Lin, if the saint marries the King of Qin, she will become the Princess of Qin. From then on, our tribe will become the Princess of Qin." Directly related..."
Hearing this, Lin Chu's heart moved, and he immediately touched his head: "You kid, you have a lot on your mind. I still have something to do, so I'll come back to you later."
Not long after, a group of people entered the hall.
This place has already been filled with the backbone of the Snow Clan.
Ding Rong walked straight to the position directly above, turned around, and stretched out his right hand slightly.
The attendant understood and hurriedly stepped forward, holding a tray respectfully with both hands.
Inside the tray was a royal edict. Ding Rong picked it up, glanced at it first, then unfolded it, and said in a loud voice: "Everyone in the Snow Clan listens to the edict~~~~"
In the whole world, could it be the king's land? On the shore of the land, could it be the king's ministers? Under the king's edict, everyone knelt down, including Mu Lianying.
The three elders were kneeling on the ground, their faces full of worry, and they couldn't help but look at each other.
Ding Rong has begun to read loudly:
"The king's decree."
"I heard that the internal governance of the world is based on the virtue of the concubine. The foundation of kingship begins with internal assistance. Now there is the Mu family, who is gentle, virtuous, dignified and elegant. Concubine Xue is specially canonized to clarify the internal affairs and promote the example of the six palaces. This is the order The director chooses a day to prepare the gift list..."
After he finished reading, the three elders couldn't help but move the corners of their mouths, as if they wanted to say something but didn't dare.
Others shouted in unison: "I will obey the king's order..."
After chanting, people naturally stood up.
Ding Rongcai was too lazy to pay attention to them. Instead, he put away the edict and quickly approached Mu Lianying. He nodded and bowed, and said with a shy smile: "Ah, congratulations to the empress, please accept the edict."
Mu Lianying had no choice but to accept the Wang Zhao, her face was red, and she seemed not to dare to stay here. She glanced at everyone with her beautiful eyes and left quickly.
"My lord, I would like to send you my concubine." Ding Rong cupped his hands again and bent his waist to the end.
After she left, people in the hall naturally started whispering. The great elder walked up to Ding Rong and said tentatively: "This sir..."
"Why, do you have any doubts about Wang Zhao?" Ding Rong glanced at him.
"This..." The great elder looked worried. If you dare to disobey the king's order, that is treason! How dare he say no? After struggling for a long time, he could only say: "I don't dare."
"In that case, I would also like to ask the Snow Clan to prepare quickly. The court will complete the marriage between the king and the saint on the sixth day of next month." Ding Rong said, and then said: "In addition, my king said that although it is already Princess Qin, but the empress is still the saint of the Snow Clan, there is no conflict in this point."
Hearing this, the three elders had a hint of surprise on their faces. This meant that the Saint of the Snow Clan had another identity as Princess Qin. To the Snow Clan, it was conceivable.
This was completely inconsistent with their original worries. At this moment, it could not be changed. There was no need to say anything more. After the Great Elder came to his senses, he also bowed to express his acquiescence.
The sixth day of the following month.
The Qin Palace was filled with joy and red was everywhere.
In the majestic palace, there are many imperial guards. On the halberds, red silk brocade is fluttering. A red carpet is also laid on the road outside the wedding hall, and hundreds of officials watch the ceremony. The scene is extremely grand.
Classical and atmospheric music sounded, Xiao Yuan held Mu Lianying's hand and walked towards the main hall step by step.
She was originally stunningly beautiful. She was often dressed in white, holding a jade flute, and was so ethereal that she could not be compared to the world. But today, she was dressed in bright red, classical Chinese clothes, light make-up and tassels. Even though she was shy, she looked particularly charming.
Xiao Yuan had a plan for Mu Lianying, which was to marry her by force. If he didn't marry her by force, he would not be able to break her iceberg.
He held her little hand and could clearly feel her nervousness.
The two entered the main hall, and Yan Ming, the Minister of Rites, personally presided over the ceremony.
Although Mu Lianying was nervous, she was well-educated and the etiquette movements of ancient women were very standard. Finally, she put her left hand on her right hand, palm down, and sat down on their knees facing Xiao Yuan.
On the tables between the two of them, there were some ceremonial things, each with a red cup. The maid came forward and filled the wine cup.
Next, there is a set of complicated etiquette.
Xiao Yuan has always been an unconventional person. When the etiquette reached a certain level, he also picked up the wine glass in front of him and said with a warm smile: "Please, madam."
Mu Lianying blushed and rolled her eyes at him, then picked up the wine glass in a standard manner.
Not long after, Yan Ming sang loudly: "The ceremony is over~~~~"
Following this chant, all the officials watching the ceremony knelt on the ground and shouted in unison: "Congratulations to the King and the Queen for their eternal union, a hundred years of happiness..."
"Haha! Okay!" Xiao Yuan was very happy. He was undoubtedly very happy today. He also faced the ministers and said seriously: "Today, all the ministers are not allowed to leave. They must be drunk before resting!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty——" All the ministers shouted together again.
As you can imagine, there was a grand banquet in the palace that day. In the bustling atmosphere, there was endless cheering and drinking, and Xiao Yuan was toasted frequently.
By the time he returned to Mu Lianying's bedroom, it was already very late.
She was still sitting by the bed, waiting quietly. When she heard the door open, her little hands clasped together nervously.
Xiao Yuanxing came to sit next to her, put his arms around her waist, pressed her gently on the bed, and followed her with his lips.
In a gentle and lingering way, his hands followed the soft waist and climbed up to the perfect softness.
"Don't..." For the Saint of the Snow Clan, this place was more than a forbidden area. She subconsciously tightened her body and stopped Xiao Yuan.
The latter immediately became unhappy: "This is etiquette between husband and wife!"
