Fu Canglu

Chapter 565

Wind and snow.

The lights of Lanling City were flickering, red candles and white cages drifted in the heavy snow all night, and when the snow was a little less, finally ushered in the first ray of dawn in the 21st year of Spring and Autumn.

The news of His Royal Highness's big wedding was released a year ago and announced to the world.

Many people were sleepless that night.

Xiao Wang was lying on the bed, many people were worried about His Majesty's health.

Next, is Xiao Buyi's big wedding.

His Royal Highness and Wei Lingshan are doing some simple things during the New Year's Eve event in Lanling City.

For example, choosing a congratulatory message for Xiao Buyi's wedding.

Accompanied someone to find a suit of red clothes that fit.

This suit is naturally for the bridegroom.

Now Xiao Wang's body is not seriously ill, but it is best to rest on the bed, there is no room for trouble, so all state affairs are left to Qi Shu and Xiao Buyi to take care of.

After dawn.

As the protagonist of this big wedding banquet, when Xiao Buyi pushed open the door, his eyebrows and eyes were a little dull. The snow-colored dawn is slowly rising at this moment, which is already a bit dazzling.

The maid beside him presented him with a brand new wedding dress that had been prepared earlier.

The neatly cut red wedding dress lying on the jade porcelain plate made Xiao Buyi frown.

This is the wind ornament of Lanling City. The skirt has eighteen folds. Although I haven't tried it on, I can tell that if I really wear it, it will probably give off a more feminine atmosphere.

Xiao Buyi didn't like this suit.

This big wedding banquet was organized by Qiliang Tianque's Immortal Tower, who handled things cautiously and prepared a lot of wedding dresses.

It's a pity that there are sixteen sets of wedding dresses in total, and I don't like any of them.

Those wedding dresses were too much about the royal style, the design was extravagant, with jewels and jewels. Xiao Buyi was a simple and simple person. During the time when he was walking in Beiyuan and leading the Tang Sect, he was dressed in extremely simple coarse linen clothes. cover the body.

The Second Highness has always disliked those gorgeous clothes.

It's not yet the time for the big wedding, but the guests have all entered Lanling City one after another, some of the masters of the Qi Liang Dao Realm couldn't come to congratulate them in person, so they also offered big gifts.

Xiao Buyi waved his hand, signaling these maids to step down, and gently explained to the deacon of Tianque Xianlou next to him that he didn't need to worry about his wedding dress anymore.

In the past few days, he has sorted out the trivial matters of Lanling City for Xiao Wang, so that Xiao Wang doesn't have to worry about it when he gets married. Although he is busy with reviewing memorials every day, he has also allocated a part of his energy to visit Lanling City. What are those people here busy with.

He naturally knew that Tang Xiaoman was choosing a suitable wedding dress for himself.

So even if the wedding dress Xianlou chose suits his own taste, he will sincerely decline it.

Xiao Buyi knew Tang Xiaoman very well.

He knew that the eyes of the whole world were on Qi Liang's big wedding banquet, and the bride, who was so eye-catching, had been looking forward to this day for too long.

Earlier, when she traveled around the Central Plains with her, they cuddled together, carefully sketching out what it would be like when the big wedding came.

Xiao Buyi narrowed his eyes and stretched out his arms, feeling the breeze blowing through his arms along with the dawn, moving his clothes.

Not cold.

At the same time, in the mundane alleys of Lanling City, the man in lotus clothes and the girl in purple were sitting on high wooden stools at the end of the alley, pressing the vacant end of the stool with both hands, waiting for the person in the tailor shop.

The alley was crowded with people, and outside the highly acclaimed tailor shop in Lanling City, the cotton curtain was gently pulled open, and then half of the groom's wedding dress was exposed.

The simple placket is open, and there are not too many floral decorations.

It's a Tang suit.

This tailor shop was opened by an old man from the Tang Sect.

The woman carrying the groom's official wedding dress jumped out, like a deer, hugging the groom's official wedding dress tightly with both hands, turned around a few times, and asked Yi Xiao and Wei Lingshan with her eyes.

Does it look good?
The two looked at each other.

good-looking.

It is indeed beautiful.

The old man in the store lifted the thick curtain and walked out. The years had left indelible marks on her face, but when she laughed, those wrinkles bloomed.

Although it is cold winter.

But there is a spring breeze.

His Highness closed his eyes, thinking calmly.

How many people in this world can be like Xiao Buyi and Tang Xiaoman?
If you are successful, why die? If you don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals.

Parting from life and death will eventually become a positive result.

What about yourself?
Yi Xiao was in a daze, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Tang Xiaoman, who was full of spring, spinning gently on the spot with his wedding dress in Tang suit.

He turned his head to look at Wei Lingshan beside him.

Wei Lingshan hummed softly.

On the day Li Changge got married, she also hummed this song.

It is an ancient song that is widely circulated in the north and south of the Qijiang River, in both rivers and lakes.

It's called Yuanyangxian.

"The car is far away, the horse is long."

"You travel east to east and east to east, and An De flies to the west wind."

"May I be like the star king like the moon, and the night and night flow bright and clean."

"Mandarin duck envy, mandarin duck envy?"

"There is no need to make long-term wishes."

"The male and female fly thousands of miles to the sky, and I don't want to shed tears."

"If you are locked in a golden cage, how can you say goodbye to death, but the wedding dress is hard to complete."

The woman asked softly: "Husband."

The singing stopped.

"Here I am."

The woman smiled and said, "What song did you sing just now?"

"It's a song I listened to when I was young. It's called."

After a pause again, Fang said: "Yuanyang is envious."

So there was a short silence, and then the woman said sincerely and happily: "I have never heard it before, and today I know that my husband sings, it is really nice."

The man smiled lightly, stopped talking, but covered her with a quilt.

"It's just why, but my heart is so sad."

The woman's voice was weak, she tried her best to squeeze out a smile, and said softly: "My illness is really annoying, it must be very ugly now, right?"

Under the dim candlelight, Gu Shengcheng shook his head.

He lowered his eyebrows and said seriously: "It's very beautiful."

The woman said distressedly: "I regret it a little. I have never been sick before. I don't know when I am sick, I will think wildly and feel uneasy."

Gu Shengcheng leaned down with a smile, and heard her say: "The name Qiushui, isn't it nice?"

Shaking his head.

"It sounds good."

"Isn't this hairpin ugly?"

Then shook his head.

"It's beautiful."

So repeatedly, tirelessly.

Coaxed until the woman became a little tired, her eyebrows and eyes could no longer be opened, and she fell into a deep sleep.

The man stood up slowly.

The moment he got up, the two lights in the room went out instantly, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

Gu Shengcheng pressed his fingers lightly inside his sleeve, and set up a barrier on the door of the room, blocking out all the sounds.

Then put on the black heavy robe.

Push the door out.

Tuo Lei and Fei Chang outside the house had already stood up, bowed and waited with serious faces.

Gu Shengcheng's face was extremely calm, the black robe settled down suddenly, and he looked at the city lord's mansion that suddenly opened wide.

There is also the king of Xining who has gone and returned.

He looked at the complex-looking King Xining indifferently, and then saw the densely lit fire behind him, which together with the dawn in the sky illuminated the snowy night in Lujia Town.

Finally, he spat out two words in disgust.

"madness."

Huang Hou ran wildly on the official road outside Lujia Town.

His feet were entangled in the strong wind, and he held up the token with the character Xiao, flying all the way, and a series of stones exploded from the soles of his feet. None of Ping Yaosi and the governor of North Gusu Road dared to block the way.

Huang Hou's mind was in a mess.

He didn't know what he could do.

Because he can't do anything.

And leaving Lujia Town was the only thing he could do.

In addition to passing the news I just learned to the mission that was about to arrive in Lujia Town.

To the man leading the mission.

Huang Hou knew that the leader of this mission from Lanling City must be His Royal Highness Qiliang, or that little Highness. Such news must be received in the fastest time and at the fastest speed. , passed to the ears of these two.

His face flushed red.

Yuyi circulated back and forth in his body, boiling with a roar. He glanced at the boundless withered grass and snowfield, and thought that if he left the border of Lujia Town, there would be a long and difficult road, and there was only one high slope around. Climbing afar.

Then he ran towards the slope.

My mind went blank.

When he climbed to the top of the mountain, because he ran too fast and too fast, the soles of his boots were broken, and the vitality released from the body could not form a sufficient barrier, causing the soles of his feet to be full of blood bubbles, some of which had been crushed, and the Bloodstains were left on the rocks.

Huang Hou's face had already lost any color. He just squatted down, his panting chest seemed to be scorched by flames, it was so hot that even the sound of his breathing became extremely hoarse.

I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He raised his head, stood on tiptoe at the highest point, and looked into the distance with difficulty.

The snow wind passed through, and it was barren.

Scattered black dots came from the snowy night.

Is that the mission?
Huang Hou squinted his eyes and saw clearly the big banner at the front of the mission. The descendants of the northern princes in Lanling City, those young dignitaries, were staggering on the chariot, shivering under the cold wind.

It's the mission.

Dawn has arrived, and a ray of golden tide advances on the vast snow field outside North Gusu Road.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Huang Hou took a deep breath and howled loudly.

Baicao wavered and folded.

The Lanling City Mission, the front chariot, someone lifted the curtain and looked towards him.

So he made eye contact with the young man on the chariot.

He knows him.

That man's name is Xiao Qi, the only son of King Xining in the north.

Xining Wang is still in Lujia Town.

Huang Hou looked down and scanned around.

His face was a little bewildered.

The leader of this mission is neither His Highness Xiao Chongding nor His Highness Yi Xiao.

Could it be just Xiao Qi?
How could it be just Xiao Qi?

Glance again.

His complexion became extremely pale.

He didn't see His Highness because there was no His Royal Highness's chariot at all.

But he saw the seat specially set aside by the mission for His Highness.

The chariot with the flag of the Marquis of Fengsui was empty.

His Highness is not among the missions.

(End of this chapter)