Lady forced to seek prince

Mrs. Yang was optimistic about the dragon and phoenix post, so Xiao Yu presented the red-lacquered double happiness box and properly placed the post inside.

Master Gao Tian calculated the wedding date, and Zhao Xueli chose the middle one, which would be the third day of November next year.

Princess Changle glanced at Xiao Yu with a smile. The boy was obviously not too happy. After all, he still had to wait for nearly a year, but this was already good. Princess Changle signaled Xiao Yu to stop as soon as he got better.

The Zhao family was obviously reluctant to let him go, and they had lost face by not choosing the latest date.

Xiao Yu lifted up his robe and knelt down to serve tea to Mrs. Yang, Zhao Xueli and Luo Zhenniang. Zhao Xueli almost stood up when he saw this. Who wouldn't be so generous?

But this was not the first time. From the moment he entered the house, many things he did were different from the old rituals. What made Zhao Xueli confused was not that he was preparing to marry a daughter, but that he was bringing his daughter-in-law into the house.

Zhao Xueli looked into the room. The official from the Ministry of Rites had turned his back at some point, as if he hadn't seen anything.

It didn't seem right for him to remind me.

After such hesitation, a cup of tea was served to Old Mrs. Yang.

Master Gao Tianshi said with a smile: "My uncle is offering you tea, which is very satisfying. The old lady, the master, and the madam have accepted it, and we are about to go through the ceremony."

Mrs. Yang reached out to take it, and Zhao Xueli and Luo Zhenniang smiled and took it to their mouths to drink.

Xiao Yu stood up and Dingli entered Zhao's house one after another.

Pairs of boxes, large and small, were placed in the room in a steady stream.

Da Zongzheng once again felt how happy Xiao Yu was about this marriage. Although the sincerity of a person cannot be determined by the amount of the gift, the way he wanted to accompany him in the marriage must be sincere.

Xiao Yu didn't want anything from Prince Yu's palace. Apart from houses, land, soldiers and horses, [-]% of the valuable and good things that the imperial court gave to the vassal prince were here.

The next thing went smoothly, mainly because no matter how many etiquette and no matter how much trouble, King Yu was at his mercy, and they did better than they imagined.

Gao Tianshi also breathed a sigh of relief. When he started to take this job, he was still a little worried. Military generals never believed in their tactics. Who knew what words he would say would anger the vassal king. If he didn't want to build a Taoist temple in the northwest , and didn’t dare to have the courage to step forward. Now it seems...

Master Gao Tian whispered to his young apprentice: "We have a Taoist temple."

After saying this, Master Gao Tian asked again: "Have you recited sutras today? From now on, you must recite sutras for the prince and princess every day. I wish them good luck and good luck."

The young apprentice immediately agreed with a smile on his face: "Disciple, I will remember."

The Zhao family was bustling from morning till night, and the adults and children all enjoyed it. They also speculated about what was in the unopened boxes.

When Zhao Luoyang came out of the room, she felt all eyes on her. Before she could see how many people were around, her eyes were blocked by a tall figure.

Zhao Luoyang looked at Xiao Yu. This was the first time she saw Xiao Yu wearing such complicated clothes, a round-neck robe with a crimson midriff underneath, and a red belt around his waist. What was rare was that the robe looked There seemed to be no wrinkles at all, as if it had been carefully stroked many times.

His posture was upright and his eyes were clear, as if stained by moonlight, which made his whole cheek look extraordinarily white and clean, so his heroic eyebrows also appeared as dark as ink, and his slightly pursed lips were also stained with a bit of color. Everything is just right, the way she likes it most.

So just looking at him like this, it's hard to look away.

"Luoyang." Xiao Yu shouted, stretched out his hand and touched his waist gently, and buckled his belt with his slender fingers.

Mr. Tao next to him smiled and handed the tray forward, which contained the sweat towel and purse made by Zhao Luoyang.

Zhao Luoyang picked up a purse, walked forward and handed it to Xiao Yu.

Who knew he didn't answer, but smiled and opened his arms.

Does this mean you want her to tie it?
The surroundings suddenly became quiet. Just as Zhao Luoyang was about to raise her eyes to look over, Xiao Yu's sleeves blocked her sight. Then he whispered: "Don't let others see." When he said this, everyone knew even if they didn't see it. She tied the purse with her own hands, and it was really well concealed.

Looking at Xiao Yu's raised lips, Zhao Luoyang still didn't refuse. He put his fingers through the belt and hung up the purse carefully.

The red tassels spread out and fell on his robe, adding a bit of joy.

As soon as Zhao Luoyang's hand left, Xiao Yu lowered his arm. Covered by his long sleeves, he gently held her fingertips and let go before anyone noticed. Then the corners of his eyes were dyed red.

It was obviously him who had done something, but it looked like she had teased him.

"Luoyang," Xiao Yu said again, "it's so beautiful." It's so beautiful, just as he thought.

Zhao Luoyang wanted to say something, and she heard Xiao Yu continue to say: "I'm back." She couldn't help but be startled, and then saw the joy in his eyes, and understood what he meant.

As early as the moment he was picked up by Prince Yu's Mansion, he had thought about how to come back. Before leaving, he was waiting for Xiao Hui Hui, and what he wanted to say was this.

Ask her to wait for him, and he will definitely come back.

When he comes back, no one can take him away, and he will always stay with her.

After so many years of going around in circles, it has finally come true.

After Mrs. Yang gave the order, the daughters-in-law all got busy, and Fengxia Village was ready to have a banquet.

There were so many guests that in addition to the banquet held by the Zhao family, a large open space was also cleared in the village, and the villagers moved all the tables and chairs from their homes to entertain the guests.

Mother Chen and others were busy together with the female relatives. Hot pork was put on the table, and the children slipped down from the wall one by one.

Mother Chen looked at this happy scene and understood why the young master wanted to stay here. No matter how rich and noble the Prince Yu's palace is, it is still cold and cold.

Although the Zhao family's courtyard is simple and crude, Da Zongzheng and others dare not find fault. Even King Yu looks like he can't wait to live in it. Who among them dares to gossip? Besides, there is Princess Changle in charge. Besides the emperor in the capital, who else can be as noble as these two people?

When everyone sat down, Zhao Luoyang had time to get out of the way. She was not married yet, so naturally she couldn't sit with everyone. Unexpectedly, she had just entered the door when footsteps came from behind her. Xiao Yu walked in with a food basket. Before she could say anything, he laid out the food in front of her.

Zhao Luoyang looked at his careful look and couldn't help but smile. He was about to hand him the snack plate in front of him, but Xiao Yu quickly took two steps back.

"Dad said," Xiao Yu said, "I have to leave as soon as I give it to you."

He looked more solemn than usual.

Zhao Luoyang felt nervous before, but now he relaxed when he saw Xiao Yu acting like this: "Aren't you going to eat together?"

Xiao Yu shook his head: "I have to know the rules. Dad promised me that I will move into Fengxia Village in the spring."

It turned out to be like this. She finally got her father's nod, but she was afraid that something would go wrong again.

Zhao Luoyang sighed: "Then you go out, I am alone..."

Just when he was about to deliberately show a disappointed look, the figure in the room actually walked out.

Zhao Luoyang looked at the empty room and smiled again for a long time. But just as she lowered her lips, she heard the sound of footsteps again. When she saw clearly, she was already being held in her arms, and then there was a kiss on her lips. A soft.

"My father..."

She only made a vague sound, and the rest was lost in her lips.