Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

evening
There are lanterns and colorful lights around Wolf's Throat, and festive red talismans and happy characters are hung in the tents.

Even the Qingyi guard standing at the door had a smile on his face.

There are more and more people coming and going, and there are several horse-drawn carriages at the gate.

This is mostly a status symbol only for important officials of Qingyi and the patriarchs of various tribes.

Tonight, not only the important ministers of Qingyi, but also the leaders of various tribes in the grassland gathered in Wolf's Throat to attend the wedding of Qingyi Shanyu and Princess Daxia.

When the moon rose, the camp was really bustling with people coming and going.

But anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this wedding was not taken seriously.

Yes, the wedding was important, but it wasn't taken seriously.

Otherwise, Wolf's Throat would not have prepared tents temporarily to rest for the guests from afar.

And the whole wedding only revealed two words, perfunctory.

At the beginning of the ceremony, Shan Yu rode to the princess's camp. After completing three trials, he rode the princess in wedding dress to the main camp.

Afterwards, they began to worship the heaven and earth and their parents. After the two drank a glass of fine wine together, amidst the cheers and praises of the crowd, the wedding ended.

This combination of Daxia customs and Qingyi-style etiquette was made by the Rites Supervisor and the Ministry of Rites with great effort.

But they missed one thing, that is, the parties involved in the marriage are far from being so obedient.

When the ceremony came, Wu Xian was still drinking with Youxian King Wu Nandun, completely forgetting that this was his own wedding.

Or, he remembered but didn't care.

After drinking a bowl of wine, they and the guests present at the wedding saw Jiang Sile in red riding his horse and dismounting gracefully.

Those who didn't know thought it was a late guest.

The bride was not polite, she directly sat on the side seat, and took a glass of wine by herself.

At this time, when everyone saw Jiang Sile, who was dressed in red, they realized that the bride had arrived.

"This... is the bride?"

"No way..." An old man was so drunk that he squinted his eyes and looked at the high seat.

"But...but she is sitting beside Shanyu..."

The young guests stared wide-eyed, speculating in their hearts.

Seeing someone sitting next to him suddenly, Wu Xian was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and looked at the person carefully.

The skin is like fat, the face is like peach blossoms, the hands are like catkins, and she has a charming smile.

Wu Xian was in a trance for a while, as if the beauty in the Book of Songs reappeared.

"Your Highness is so gorgeous~" Wu Nandun, who was sitting next to him, squinted his eyes and praised while playing with a paper fan.

"Thank you King Youxian for your praise." Jiang Sile recognized this person at a glance, and replied coldly.

It was rumored that Wu Nandun was outstanding in appearance, gentle and gentle, with the demeanor of a romantic man.

Now it seems that the rumors are true.

The conversation between the two brought Wu Xian back from his trance.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Princess An Le of Daxia?"

Jiang Sile turned her head to look at him. Shanyu, who was in his 40s, had gray hair on both sides of his temples, but he did not look old.

His eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and his face looks like a prairie man, but his aura is extraordinary.

This is the Qingyi Shanyu who... the letter said that he was infatuated with her?

Jiang Sile snorted coldly in his heart, but without changing his face, he said, "The Yan family of Qingyi."

After that, she glanced at the people present, and said softly, as if supplementing and doubting: "Isn't it?"

Wu Xian looked at her calmly, his eyes were sharp, Jiang Sile's heart tightened, and he complained: Are you trying to draw pictures on my face with your eyes?

After a moment of silence, Wu Xian burst out laughing and said, "Yes, why not?"

He pulled Jiang Sile's arm involuntarily and stood up.

Jiang Sile could feel the heat in his hands, passing through the layer of fabric to her skin.

She was pulled and stood up.

This time the person in charge of the wedding etiquette is Zuo Xianwang Wu Quji.

He just arrived and wanted to urge Shan Yu to complete the etiquette as soon as possible and complete the marriage.

But as soon as he arrived at the open-air camp, he saw Shan Yu pulling a woman in red.

Wu Quji paused, almost unable to react.

Their Shanyu is good, but sometimes they just don't play their cards according to plan.

Wu Qu quickly walked a few steps, thinking: "Where did the woman come from? The concubines in the backyard are fighting?"

When he got closer and took a closer look, it was not a woman from the prairie, but a woman from Daxia.

At this time, Wu Quji opened his eyes.

He slapped his head, no wonder he didn't see it at the time, it turned out to be dark under the lamp!

Wu Quji wanted to urge Shan Yu to pick up the princess, but he didn't expect that the princess had already arrived.

Seeing Wu Quji's figure, Wu Xian smiled and said, "Quji, you are really slow."

"Gu's wedding is waiting for you alone..."

Facing Chanyu's teasing, Wu Quji's face remained unchanged, and he said with a smile: "It's hard work for Shanyu to wait with the princess for a long time."

After all, he stood in the center, and the guests who came and went knew this Zuo Xianwang, and all turned their eyes forward.

"Thank you for attending my Qingyi Shanyu and Princess Daxia's wedding banquet."

Wu Quji spoke and smiled sweetly, with the attitude and demeanor of an officiant.

He beckoned, only to hear a gong, and festive rituals and music came.

"Auspicious time"

Jiang Sile turned his head slightly, only to see Wu Xian's face was calm and heroic.

Following the instructions of the ritual officer, the two bowed to the empty high seat.

"Pray to heaven and earth~"

Just as Wu Quji was about to continue speaking, there was sudden commotion outside.

The smile on Wu Xian's face faded, who would dare to make trouble during his wedding?
He met the eyes of the Right Wise King Wu Nandun in the crowd, and Jiang Sile could only see that person disappearing into the crowd.

Jiang Sile couldn't help frowning, what happened?

This……

This is not her arrangement.

Finally opened this volume.A quarter of this article is completed. It's not easy.