After the kiss, I was spoiled by the regent

Chapter 117 Who Is Your Husband?

The next day, the wedding arrived as scheduled.

The venue for worshiping the Longevity Heaven is at the farthest edge of Shangdu.

The sun is shining in the sky, the vast grassland is full of yellow grass, vast and magnificent, and the waves are undulating when the north wind blows.

Nie Mingzhu shaded the sun with her hand and looked into the far distance. There was only a snow-white peak left on the snow-capped mountain. It was so white and dazzling in the golden sunlight.

Yuwenling and Luomeng Saiyin held hands, both dressed in snow-white robes, walked slowly towards the altar to complete the most important ceremony in their lives.

Nie Mingzhu witnessed all this.

When the ritual and music sounded, the high priest led the ritual and music team to sing and sing. It was not an ordinary singing voice, but "Haolin Haner", which Nie Mingzhu had never heard before. It was a unique and ancient way of singing.

It is said that when the ancestors of the human race had no language invention, they communicated with heaven and earth with deep, deep, mysterious and soul-stirring songs.

Nie Mingzhu's scalp tingled when she heard it, but it was not because she was afraid, but because she felt the impact of culture, an unprecedented shock.

After the two worshiped the Longevity Heaven, they became a real couple. Their hands were tightly clasped together, and they faced everyone.

From then on, Yu Wenling was no longer the princess of the Song Dynasty, but the princess of the grassland.

Nie Mingzhu followed everyone's movements and saluted and blessed Luo Meng Saiyin and Yu Wenling.

Nie Mingzhu thought, so far, her mission of following Yuwenling to the grassland has been completed, and Yuwenling's mission has just begun.

In the evening, Da Khan held a bonfire banquet for the two of them. It was also the first time for Nie Mingzhu to participate in such a banquet, and she was extremely excited.

In addition to the protagonist Luo Meng Saiyin and Yu Wenling, Da Khan, there is also the eldest prince of the Huns, Axibilig, and the important officials who are very important to the Khan, and Zhou Yin is also there.

Nie Mingzhu brought lychees and sweet tangs, warmed the fire, ate meat and watched singing and dancing, which was very pleasant.

Yu Wenling was still not used to sitting with Luo Meng Saiyin like two door gods for people to watch, but walked over to Nie Mingzhu's side and chatted with her.

The prairie people are extraordinarily enthusiastic. At such a banquet, they are afraid that Nie Mingzhu and Yu Wenling and other foreigners from the Central Plains will not be used to it, and they will not be able to let it go, so they piled a large plate of meat and a large bowl of wine in front of them.

The bonfire was so bright that even the stars in the sky could not be seen clearly.

Nie Mingzhu didn't eat much, so she rested her chin to watch the girls in the grassland dance around the bonfire, all dressed up beautifully and exquisitely.

A strange sound of music sounded, completely different from the Matouqin and other musical instruments just now.

The voice was deep and sweet, like weeping and complaining, but it was desolate and forceful, and the hearts of those who listened were dragged away.

Nie Mingzhu followed the sound and saw that it was Zhou Yin. He put on the robes of the Huns, but did not wear a hat. His white hair was still flying wildly.

He played the salar, this instrument did not belong to the Huns, and I don't know where he got it, but it was fascinating.

After listening for a while, everyone was attracted by the sound of Zhou Yin's piano, and then the matouqin and other instruments continued to keep up, and changed the way of playing in conjunction with Sattar.

Luo Meng Saiyin greeted Yu Wenling to dance by the bonfire, which is also one of the customs at the end of the banquet.

Yu Wenling saw a group of women calling her, why would Yu Wenling go by herself, she dragged Nie Mingzhu away.

Nie Mingzhu has never danced in public, even if she has a foundation in dancing, she has never learned the dance of the Huns.

She repeatedly waved her hands to evade, but Li Zhi, Gan Tang and others behind her were determined to push her into the crowd, euphemistically saying: "It's fun, let's relax."

Nie Mingzhu could only be dragged into the crowd in embarrassment. She stepped on the music, imitated other people's movements and danced. The sounds of Matouqin and 筚篥 whimpered, as if telling an ancient and endless story.

Fortunately, the dance rhythm of the Huns is not fast, and the body is graceful. Most of them are expressions of praising the majesty of the world, praising the hard work of the people, and praising the beauty of nature.

Nie Mingzhu already had a foundation, and quickly caught up with the rhythm, dancing like a grassland girl.

Nie Mingzhu couldn't see Yu Wenling's cheek clearly from the bonfire, but she danced a free-wheeling dance following her heart.

At this moment, she is naturally happy.

It's just that in this happiness, there is always a little less practicality and a lot more loneliness.

If it was Yu Wenyue who was smiling at her with blushing cheeks and making trouble at her on the opposite side of the bonfire, that would be great.

Nie Mingzhu didn't dare to think about it, and followed the crowd to spin around in place.

The scene in front of her quickly skipped, and gradually, she turned too fast to see anyone clearly, but she could numb her nerves.

I just emptied my mind, but there was still only one thought.

She misses him.

After two months of separation, she really missed him.

I don't know if everything is going well for him, and if the Turkic side has been settled by him again.

The music stopped, and so did Nie Mingzhu and others, and there was no sound around, and then a burst of thunderous applause broke out.

Yu Wenling pulled Nie Mingzhu back to her seat, in a daze, why did Nie Mingzhu see Yu Wenyue walking towards her?Could it be that he drank too much or became dizzy? It's impossible.

She closed her eyes and shook her head, sure enough, the man in front of her gradually became clear, it was not Yu Wenyue, but a strange man.

His appearance is handsome and rough, with thick eyebrows and deep eyes, high nose and thick lips, broad forehead and wide cheeks, coupled with bronze skin and strong height, he has more calm and Hun features than Lomon Saiyin's delicate appearance.

He was obviously walking towards her, Nie Mingzhu looked at him strangely.

The man clenched his fist and pointed to his heart: "I am Axibilige."

"Ah...?" Nie Mingzhu didn't call out his name for a while, blinked, and only returned a salute.

Axibilige introduced: "Sayin is the younger brother."

Nie Mingzhu suddenly realized: "His Royal Highness."

Axibilige's deep eyes were reflected by the bonfire like two shiny obsidian, and he praised unabashedly: "You dance really well, more beautiful than any grassland girl."

Nie Mingzhu kept her distance and scale, and responded with a smile: "The eldest prince praises you, everyone is equally good."

Axi Bilige looked deeply at Nie Mingzhu, he did not hide his love for Nie Mingzhu, he turned his head and waved his hands, profusely nodded to him.

A small box came into the hands of Axi Bilig, and he handed it to Nie Mingzhu: "I heard that your name is Nie Mingzhu, and there is also a Ye Mingzhu here, for you."

Where can Nie Mingzhu be received? In a place like the Huns, it is extremely difficult and precious to receive Ye Mingzhu. She declined, "You will not be rewarded for no merit. I cannot accept gifts from the eldest prince. Thank you, eldest prince."

Axibilige was not annoyed, but put the pearl away: "It's okay, you are the pearl, the Titanium on the grassland."

Nie Mingzhu smiled and turned to look for Yu Wenling.

At this time, the big sweat on the high seat noticed Nie Mingzhu, and he smiled and said to her: "Is this the imperial concubine from the Song Dynasty?"

Nie Mingzhu said generously, "See Da Khan."

Khan leaned on the golden chair and waved his hands indifferently: "Don't be restrained when you come here. This time I proposed to Song Guo to marry me. It is also a good alliance between the two countries. Now they are relatives. They are all family members. Don't be polite."

Nie Mingzhu immediately said some of the best scene words, and tried her best to express the friendship of Song State, the future exchanges between the two countries, and the praise of Luo Meng Saiyin and Yu Wenling's marriage, and praised the hospitality of the grassland people And her sense of well-being at home.

I was so sweaty that I was stunned for a while.

"The princess is so talkative." Da Khan said.

People around him also agreed.

Axibilige looked at her with glowing eyes.

"Big Khan has won the award, what I'm telling is the truth." Nie Mingzhu said modestly.

Da Khan laughed loudly and shook his head: "No, it's not something that ordinary women can do to be able to calm down among men and talk eloquently. Who is your husband?"

Nie Mingzhu said: "King Ling, Yu Wenyue."

(End of this chapter)