The sunlight gradually shone obliquely, Ning Yunzhao finished studying a book, and today's homework during the day was completed.
He moved slightly, and his gaze fell on the almanac on his desk.
"Little Ding, Little Ding."
He shouted.
Ding ran in from outside.
"What's the matter, young master?"
"Did you send the congratulatory gift?"
asked Ning Yunzhao.
"Of course the young master sent it over, how many times have you told me, I won't forget it."
Xiao Ding said aggrievedly.
Ning Yunzhao smiled.
"Is the door open?"
he asked.
"It's on."
Xiao Ding said, "Didn't I tell the young master about you?"
” Ning Yunzhao got up and walked to the window and looked at the thick green.
Yes, Xiao Ding said, the congratulatory gift was sent, the door opened very early, and there were not many people.
It can be said that there is no one at all.
It's okay to keep a low profile, and everyone will pay less attention.
After all, this is not Runan, and there is no time limit to solve the affairs of the Fang family in order to cover up, this time it is really going to be a medical center, so let's accumulate it for a long time.
"Check it out."
He said, turning and walking.
"What to see," Ding asked.
"Let's see how the clinic is cleaned up."
Ning Yunzhao said.
Xiao Ding regretted it after asking, feeling that he was still too young and naïve, and this kind of thing should not be asked at all.
You can see anything you can, even if you only saw it yesterday and the day before yesterday, you should watch it again today.
These students don't often recite a sentence called "If you don't see each other for a day, you will be like three autumns apart."
He smiled and said yes.
But when I came to Miss Jun's Nine Ages Hall, I saw a closed door.
Ning Yunzhao and Xiao Ding were stunned.
"That's right."
Xiao Ding hurriedly looked up at the plaque, and then saw that there were still scattered traces of firecrackers in the cracks on the ground.
Why did it close as soon as it opened Where did she go Ning Yunzhao stood in front of the door and frowned a little uneasily.
The normally quiet royal streets were crowded with people, and the soldiers patrolling the city lined up in the streets, but this time they did not drive the people away, but only stopped them on both sides of the road.
"It's coming, it's coming."
There was a commotion on the other side of the street.
The sound spread, and the people on the street looked over one after another, and saw a group of people coming out of a house, led by a high-headed man in a wide robe and a big sleeve, and the groom official was Lu Yunqi.
The noise dissipated instantly, and all eyes fell on Lu Yunqi.
Today's Lu Yunqi is no longer wearing a complicated and gorgeous flying fish suit, but a black deep coat, a yellow bottom, and a crown hat with pearls and jade hanging on his head.
Against the backdrop of this heavy wedding dress, although his face is still white and scary, the overall lines are much softer.
It is not the first time that Lu Yunqi has worn a groom's suit, but it seems to have been a long time ago, and in recent years, his name has become more and more famous, and the people of Lu Qianhu are very unfamiliar when they see this at first glance.
A festive team of centaurs walked through the silence, looking very strange.
"Thousands of adults are overjoyed."
I don't know which one shouted first, and then the voice scattered in the crowd.
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Many people who wanted to be in a daze were also stabbed in the back of their shoulders at the same time.
"What are you doing" The people turned their heads dissatisfied, but saw a grim face.
"Thousands of adults are overjoyed."
The owner of the face said.
"Great joy," the crowd stammered.
These stammering sounds converge and make the whole street lively again.
"Thousands of adults are overjoyed."
"Thousands of adults are overjoyed."
Lu Yunqi's expression was waveless, and he didn't care about the quietness of the street, whether it was lively or lively.
The street didn't look long, and soon came to the street on the other side, in front of the festive Huaiwang Mansion, which had also been dressed up.
The gate of King Huai's Mansion has been opened, and there are a team of eunuchs and palace maids, and the bright yellow billboard banners are gathered, showing the royal style.
Lu Yunqi dismounted in front of the door and walked in alone.
He had no friends, and he had no other companions to greet him except for the brocade guards who accompanied him.
The people surged in front of the gate of King Huai's mansion, and looked inward with Lu Yunqi's figure.
Huai Wangfu is like a forgotten place in the capital, and only at this time does everyone remember that there is this place, and there is a prince in this place.
This would have been the prince of the Son of Heaven.
The last time Huaiwangfu opened the door was when Princess Jiuling got married, and the people tiptoed to look inside curiously and excitedly.
The long and wide Yong Road, the vermilion wall and yellow tiles, it is said that the emperor specially built here like a miniature version of the imperial palace, there is also a front hall and a back palace, it is said to be magnificent.
All this is said, and none of the people have ever had the opportunity to see it.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, they chatted and talked while visiting, and the children dared to get through the guards' obstruction and curiously look at the signs and flags, and of course they were quickly reprimanded and driven back.
This also makes the front door more lively, and there is also the excitement of marriage.
It didn't take long for the crackling of firecrackers and the sound of gongs and drums to sound again.
"It's out" "Look, Princess Jiuli is out."
The people in front of the door shouted one after another, causing another crowd, and many people were caught off guard and staggered.
"Oh, you little girl."
They looked at the people who were squeezing by, it was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, neatly dressed, with a delicate figure, but in the crowd she was squeezing like a reckless man, and her strength was not small, and she soon stood at the front with the sound of scolding.
The groom, Lu Yunqi, had already crossed the threshold, and behind him was the bride who was being carried on her back.
The bride's hijab covered her face, and the big dress in a black dress and yellow dress covered her figure, although she was carried by someone, she also looked dignified.
Miss Jun only felt that her breath was short and her throat was astringent, and she reached out and grabbed the placket of her clothes, staring at the bride tightly.
"It's the third prince who came to see off his relatives."
The people whispered in their ears.
Carrying Princess Jiuli is the third son of the current emperor, who has not yet married and is also a king, and is deeply favored by the emperor and empress, and is a few years younger than the princess of Jiuli.
With the bride and groom coming out, there are other princes, princesses, county lords and other royal relatives, lining the front of the Huaiwang Mansion with jewels and shining, attracting the people to marvel again and again.
"The emperor's pomp for Princess Jiuli is really big."
"Besides, you didn't see the dowry before."
"Sure enough, it's a golden branch and a jade leaf."
"I heard that the concubine Niangniang was entrusted by the emperor and the queen to come to Huaiwangfu to marry the princess."
Yes, a lot of people came, but there was a lack of a person.
The most critical and most important people.
Miss Jun's gaze swept over these people, and there were no nine robes.
He is a man who will be forgotten by the people, and he will not appear in the eyes of the world.
Even when his sister got married, he couldn't give it away in person.
Princess Jiuli has sat in the sedan chair, which is the unique guard of honor and chariot for the royal princess's marriage, which is magnificent, and slowly drives in a wave of envy and amazement.
The people on the street poured away with the convoy like a tide, and Miss Jun, who stood still, staggered like a boat in the ocean.
The bridal procession will circle the city for half a circle.
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She watched Princess Jiuli's car drive away, and then retracted her gaze to look at King Huai's Mansion.
The princes and princesses laughed and laughed, and each got into the carriage and horse.
Of course, they would not go forward with the wedding procession, or go straight to Lu Yunqi's mansion, or just leave directly.
As these nobles left, the door of King Huai's Mansion closed again, and almost in the blink of an eye, the originally lively front of the door was deserted, leaving only a place of broken flowers and colorful chips and traces of firecrackers.
"Miss, Miss."
Liu Er was finally able to squeeze out of the crowd and stand beside Miss Jun.
"Hurry up, let's hurry up."
She stretched out her hand and pointed to the motorcade marching on the street and urged happily, the scene of the princess's marriage was really different from what she had seen before.
Miss Jun looked at the convoy over there, and walked farther and farther away in her sight, she suddenly turned around and walked quickly in the other direction, and finally simply picked up her skirt and ran.
"Miss."
Before Liu Er could react, she was thrown on the spot, and hurriedly shouted to catch up.
Miss Jun ran very fast, and in the blink of an eye, she turned the corner.
"Miss, where are you going?"
Liu'er's voice shouted in the back.
Bypass an alley, climb over a low wall, you can come to the backyard of Huaiwang's Mansion, there is an artificially piled hill in the backyard of Huaiwang's Mansion, standing on the small pavilion on the hill can overlook this half of the street.
At this time, there was a small child figure on the small pavilion.
Miss Jun's footsteps stopped suddenly.
Although she couldn't read his description clearly, Miss Jun knew that he was watching the marriage procession on the street intently, just like when she got married.
It's just that this time he was accompanied by his sister, and this time he was alone.
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