Chapter 575

Looking at the woman in the mirror, her eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, her breath is cold, and her behavior is elegant and noble. Even the action of lowering her eyes and blinking is like this, knocking on his heart.

He has really made wedding clothes for others now.

The carriage stopped slowly at the gate of the palace. In order to speed up, Gong Zilin simplified all the virtual forms. From a distance, he saw Gong Zisang standing at the gate of the main hall of the palace with a large group of people, waiting. Ouyang Huo took a deep breath and slowly took over the cover of the Golden Phoenix. His eyes were wet with a smile all the year round.

"Ning Yu, you should remember that this Hongmeng will always be your mother's family. If Gong Zi comes to bear you one day, you should remember to come back and find me or be the emperor. Your brother can help you succeed. Don't think I'm joking. It's a gentleman's promise."

Ouyang Huo took the bright red handkerchief in his hand and told her with earnest words. Song Ning hooked her lips and said with a proud smile, "I haven't married yet. You said negative words to me, which scared me out of marrying."

Ouyang Huo's eyes are bright and smiling. The sun is caged on him. It's a warm thing: "since you don't marry, come with me. I won't be the king of Hongmeng. I'll take you to the carefree world."

Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows and hugged Ouyang Huo in her cumbersome wedding dress. Ouyang fiercely hugged the people in her arms. Song Ningyu murmured in his arms, "Ouyang Huo, thank you, thank you for giving me all the warmth, but you know what? I wish there was someone like you who is willing to give you all the warmth."

She pushed away the slightly frozen Ouyang fire, raised her chin, smiled proudly, stretched out her white fist and shook it: "don't worry, if he dares to bear me, I'll beat him until he doesn't bear me! This is song Ningyu's promise."

Ouyang Huo stretched out his hand in tears and laughter, spread the veil and gently covered song Ningyu's head. Across the square handkerchief, Ouyang Huo slowly closed his eyes. You put on the Phoenix robe I prepared for you and covered the veil I covered with my own hands. You got married in my palace, but the groom was not me. Ning Yu, I hope he will live up to you. If not

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, he had recovered the Qingming Festival. Holding song Ningyu's sweaty hand, Ouyang Huo felt a slight pain in his heart. It turned out that song Ningyu would also be nervous.

Ouyang Huo had never hated the streets of Chang'an City as much as he did at the moment. It was so short that he had to take song Ningyu's hand and get off the carriage slowly.

Hongmeng, the cowardly waiter of the etiquette department, didn't know where to look at the etiquette. He said that if there was a brother in the wedding home, he would carry him into the wedding hall. Originally, the door of ordinary people's house was only a short distance from the lobby, but when he arrived at the gate of the palace, everyone was stunned.

The imperial palace is not only large-scale and magnificent, but also the road is tortuous. It takes two steps to go around, because the so-called Feng Shui can take half a column of incense. Fortunately, from the main gate of the imperial palace to the main hall, except for the 9981 jade steps, everything is fairly straightforward.

The sun slowly began to shift towards noon. The snow covered Chang'an City warmed little by little in the warm Chang'an city. Listening carefully under the eaves, there was water ticking. The ice pillars glittered in the sun. The water droplets continued to drip like broken pearls, and countless people rushed towards Hongmeng's imperial city.

It was nearly a hundred steps away from the Iron Army and followed far behind. The royal family did not arrange a silk and bamboo band, and it was difficult for the people to play and sing rashly. The hot red was extremely enthusiastic in Chang'an city. The official road covered with four or five feet of snow exposed the original appearance of Qingshi long street under the trampling of everyone.

The people looked at the carefree king who walked forward step by step with the bride on his back. They could not help but sweat for him. The people who were a hundred steps away only dared to hear the rate whispering at the bottom. They were in full swing. Looking at the golden wedding carriage pulled up by the twenty-four horses, it ran like thousands of troops and horses. No one could stop it.

Song Ningyu lies on Ouyang Huo's broad back and looks down at the looming jade steps at Ouyang Huo's feet. Ouyang Huo's breath is calm and there is no discomfort, but he deliberately pulls his steps very slowly. Song Ningyu can even clearly see that Ouyang Huo's boots are embroidered with the style of Magnolia she likes.

He said, "Ning Yu, do you remember the first meeting?"

Ouyang Huo's gray hair was as black as ink at this time. Song Ningyu put his chin on his shoulder, hooked his lips and said with a smile: "remember, at that time, you were still a fiery red hair and a pair of red eyes. Those eyes were really rare in the world."

Ouyang Huo held song Ningyu's thigh in his hand to prevent her from falling down. His eyebrows were as warm as the spring breeze in three parts: "yes, at that time, you seemed to say the same. I had a private visit for many years, but few people said my red eyes were beautiful."

He paused and seemed to be remembering something. He stopped his movements at his feet, turned his neck with song Ningyu on his back, and then walked forward: "at that time, you stood on the lark..."

Song Ningyu smiled with half joy and half anger and asked, "isn't it extremely beautiful? It's amazing. There are nine mysterious women, gorgeous and dazzling, and the world is tarnished by it?"

Ouyang Huo nodded again and again: "yes, yes, it's rare in the world. It's like being a brother at that time." with song Ningyu, Ouyang Huo couldn't cry or laugh. Song Ningyu was willing to talk and laugh with him. Is it considered that he was finally included in Song Ningyu's life?

Gong Zilin stood at the top of the hall, dressed in bright red clothes, standing at the door of the hall, looking at Ouyang fire, who deliberately delayed time. He was so angry that his face was gloomy that all the ministers looked at his nose, nose and heart, but he didn't see it.

These two emperors are not good tempered masters. Let them toss slowly first!

Time pinched a lot of minutes and seconds. When the waiter of the Ministry of rites announced, "the auspicious hour is coming!"

At the last moment, Ouyang Huo carried the man to the top of the jade step, took song Ningyu's hand and gently reminded him: "be careful of the threshold and the brazier."

This is not the imperial palace of Tang state. All settings have been removed and it has become a direct worship of heaven and earth. Song Ningyu hates cumbersome, so he came by the palace. She stood still with a warm smile on her lips. She knew that the person standing opposite her was gong Zilin. So, is it a second marriage?

"The king gave her to you. If you lose to her in the future, the king will turn against Tang and hang up the Song Flag again in this world!" Gong Zilin doesn't know what the song flag represents. Ouyang fire is a backing of song Ningyu. Gong Zilin doesn't like it very much, but it's a good thing for song Ningyu.

"There won't be that day!" Gong Zilin took song Ningyu's hand, and there was a cold smile in his eyes. No matter what the original intention was, he and Ouyang fire would never face each other.