After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 129 Gu Feiyan

Ye Qinghuai rested early today, and washed up after dinner.

Aunt Fanghua waited for her to change clothes, and at the same time whispered in her ear what she should pay attention to tomorrow.

"Your Majesty, your menstruation is still not clear, so drink as little as you can tomorrow. And those cold things, try not to eat them."

"That can't be done, I want to drink more and pretend to be drunk, so as to avoid the bridal chamber." Ye Qinghuai pretended to be distressed, deliberately teasing Aunt Fanghua.

Aunt Fanghua believed it, and even stopped changing clothes, annoyed: "If you get palace cold, you will feel uncomfortable when you get older, and it will affect your children..."

When Ye Qinghuai heard this, she was surprised and said, "Auntie, don't you still want me to have a baby?"

Aunt Fanghua's expression darkened, and she said, "This servant just wants to say that drinking alcohol during menstruation is bad for your health."

Ye Qinghuai nodded suspiciously, and said: "I'm joking with you, when have I ever been drunk? However, at the wedding banquet tomorrow, drinking is probably unavoidable. I have already ordered Li Baoquan to replace my wine with light ones. Beauté."

Aunt Fanghua didn't speak anymore, but Ye Qinghuai could see her worry from her furrowed brows.

"Don't worry, aunt, I promise to return tomorrow." After Ye Qinghuai finished speaking, she frowned and smiled brightly at her.

Aunt Fanghua looked at her playful smile, and it was really difficult to connect with the serious king in the daytime.

"You!" Aunt Fanghua finally sighed helplessly, helped her to lie down, tucked her quilt, and turned around to tidy up the dragon robe she had taken off.

Ye Qinghuai looked at Aunt Fanghua's busy back, her eyelids gradually sank.

That night, she fell asleep quickly.

Ye Qinghuai had a dream.

In the dream, she regained her daughter's body, married Lu Yanchen as his wife, gave birth to a pair of children, and lived in a remote town surrounded by mountains and rivers.Lu Yanchen taught in the school in the town, while she took care of the housework at home, read books and painted in her free time.

This dream is too real, so real that everything is within reach, as if it is something that actually happened.

But even in a dream, Ye Qinghuai could feel that it was a dream.

Because she had never seen Lu Yanchen like this before.

In his previous life, Lu Yanchen always had an aloof and cold expression, like an iceberg that would never melt for thousands of years.

In this life, Lu Yanchen always had a gloomy expression in front of Ye Qinghuai, especially those eyes, like a deep sea that could not see the bottom.

But Lu Yanchen in the dream was neither cold nor unpredictable. When he looked at Ye Qinghuai, he couldn't help lowering his eyebrows and smiling slightly, his eyes were as warm and soft as spring water.

Such gentle eyes can drown anyone who has been stared at by him like this.

In her dreams, Ye Qinghuai was always wearing a lotus-colored skirt, with her hair combed into a bun at the top like an ordinary woman.She would also go to the school to listen to Lu Yanchen's lectures, draw many portraits of him, and sew new clothes for him when the seasons changed.

There is no national hatred and family hatred, no continuous war, no open and dark arrows, she and he can both take off their swords, guns and armor, and treat each other honestly in their original appearance.

Everything is as the book says, the years are quiet and good.

Time gradually brewed a sense of warmth, which accumulated in Ye Qinghuai's chest.

Until she woke up in the dark night that had not yet dawned, she could still feel the warmth in her heart, which lasted for a long time.

Aunt Fanghua was already standing on the sidelines waiting for her to change her clothes.

Ye Qinghuai closed her eyes again.

As soon as she closed her eyes, Lu Yanchen's smile like a spring breeze appeared in front of her eyes again.

After a while, Ye Qinghuai reluctantly opened her eyes again.

"What kind of dream did your Majesty have? I laughed several times in the dream." Aunt Fanghua asked with a smile.

Ye Qinghuai didn't answer her, but sat up on the bed with her body propped up.

Seeing her getting up, Aunt Fanghua turned around to light the lamp, and the bedroom was lit up immediately, and the whole room was filled with a festive atmosphere dressed in red and green.

Ye Qinghuai looked sideways at Aunt Fanghua's figure, recalling that she had talked about "having a baby" with her last night.

I think it's because of this that I have such a dream.

Or maybe in the bottom of her heart, she once had longing for such a dream.

It's just that the longing was deeply buried in her heart, so deep that she couldn't even notice it.

Ye Qinghuai subconsciously raised her hand to touch her heart, where there was still a lot of warmth.

She froze for a moment, then murmured in a low voice, "Yes, it's a sweet dream."

God gave her such a complete and vivid dream the night before her big wedding, which seems to have repaid her secret expectations and obsessions over the years, and ended her regrets.

When it is God's pity.

The corner of Ye Qinghuai's mouth curled into a contented smile.

Finally, she closed her eyes briefly and forcefully, then she settled her emotions, turned over and got out of bed, and looked at the clothes hanger with the collapsed edge.

The heavy and luxurious wedding dress was hung on a rosewood hanger as tall as a person, and it was dazzlingly red.
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The etiquette process of a big wedding is very complicated.

Ye Qinghuai started to pack her clothes before dawn, then went to the Taimiao to pray for ancestors, dispatched a car, then went to Chengtianmen to meet the queen's car team, and then went to Jiaotai Hall to salute, and then went to Kunning Palace for a wedding ceremony. After finishing the work, return to the Hall of Supreme Harmony to accept the audience of the officials, and finally there is a banquet of singing and dancing.

Each link involves many people and proceeds solemnly and slowly.

Fortunately, the inner court and the Ministry of Rituals began to prepare for the wedding ceremony after the year, so although there were some small mistakes in the middle, there were no major problems.

After the banquet, when Ye Qinghuai came out from the Hall of Supreme Harmony, it was already Haishi.

She was slightly drunk, and was carried all the way to the gate of Kunning Palace by Li Baoquan's eunuchs while sitting on the Chengyu.

Ye Qinghuai stepped down from Chengyu, looked up at the plaque of Kunning Palace hung with red silk, took a deep breath, and walked in as if facing an enemy, and several court ladies followed her into the Queen's room. the sleeping hall.

As soon as she stepped into the bridal chamber of the big wedding, Ye Qinghuai saw the bride in wedding dress sitting neatly beside the bright red wedding bed at the end of the room.

A 16-year-old girl, with a pair of snow-white catkins stacked on her knees, her upper body sat upright and stretched straight.

Gu Feiyan.

Ye Qinghuai still remembered her name.

She paused, walked to Xi's bed, and lifted her hijab under the service of the maid.

A pair of dark eyes looked at her from bottom to top.

Ye Qinghuai was slightly taken aback.

She had seen a portrait of Gu Feiyan, but today was the first time she saw a real person.

I have to say that she looks pretty good, with delicate skin that can be easily broken, and her red outfit makes her look extraordinarily fair.

She looked up at Ye Qinghuai, with curiosity and shyness in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)