Chapter 293

As the sun gradually slanted, Ning Yunzhao finished studying a book and finished his homework today.

He moved a little and his eyes fell on the almanac on his desk.

"Xiao Ding, Xiao Ding." He shouted.

Xiao Ding ran in from outside.

"What's the matter, young master?"

"Has the gift been sent?" Ning Yunzhao asked.

"Of course, the young master sent it. I won't forget how many times you have told me." Xiao Ding said wrongfully.

Ning Yunzhao smiled.

"Is the door open?" He asked.

"It's on." Xiao Ding said, "I told you, young master."

Ning Yunzhao got up, walked to the window and looked at a thick green.

Yes, Xiao Ding said. The gifts were sent. The door opened very early and there were not many people.

It can be said that there is no one at all.

It's better to keep a low profile, and everyone will pay less attention.

After all, this is not Runan, and there is no time limit to cover and solve the affairs of the Fang family. This time, it's really going to be a medical school, so let's build a long stream of water and accumulate a little hair.

"Go and have a look." He said, turning and stepping.

"What are you going to see?" Xiaoding asked.

"Go and see how the hospital is doing." Ning Yunzhao said.

Xiao Ding regretted after asking. He felt that he was still too young and naive. He shouldn't ask such a question at all.

What can I see? You can see everything, even if you only saw it yesterday and yesterday, you should see it again today.

These students don't often say that one day's absence is like three autumn days.

He answered with a smile.

But when I came to miss Jun's Jiuling hall, I saw the closed door.

Ning Yunzhao and Xiao Ding looked stunned.

"That's right." Xiaoding quickly looked up at the plaque, and then saw that there were scattered firecracker marks in the gap on the ground.

Why did it close as soon as it opened?

Where has she been?

Ning Yunzhao stood in front of the door and frowned uneasily.

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The always quiet Royal Street was crowded with people, and the soldiers patrolling the city would line up in the street, but this time they did not drive the people away, but just stopped them on both sides of the road.

"Coming, coming." There was a commotion in the street.

The voice dispersed, and the people on the street looked one after another. They saw a team of people coming out of a house. The bridegroom with high head, big horse, wide robe and big sleeves was Lu yunqi.

The noise dissipated instantaneously, and all eyes fell on Lu yunqi.

Today's Luyun flag is no longer wearing complicated and gorgeous flying fish clothes, but black and deep clothes, yellow clothes, and a crown and cap with beads and jade hanging on its head.

Against the backdrop of this heavy wedding dress, although his face is still white and frightening, the overall line is much softer.

Lu yunqi is not the first time to wear bridegroom's clothes, but it seems to be a long time ago. In recent years, his name has become more and more famous. At first sight, Lu Qianhu people like this are very strange.

A group of festive people and horses walked through the quiet and looked very strange.

"Thousands of adults are very happy." I don't know which one shouted first, and then the voice scattered in the crowd.

Many people who wanted to be in a daze were stabbed heavily on the shoulder and back at the same time.

"What are you doing?" The people turned their heads dissatisfied, but they saw a face with cruel eyes.

"Thousands of adults are very happy." Said the owner of the face.

"Great joy..." The people stammered.

These stammering voices come together and make the whole street lively again.

"Thousands of adults are very happy."

"Thousands of adults are very happy."

Lu yunqi looked calm and didn't care whether the street was quiet or lively.

The street was not long, and soon came to the street on the other side, in front of the festive palace of Prince Huai, which was also dressed up.

The gate of Prince Huai's residence has been opened. There are a group of eunuchs and maidens standing, with bright yellow billboards and flags, highlighting the royal style.

Lu yunqi dismounted in front of the door and walked in alone.

He has no friends and has no other companions to greet his relatives except the royal guards accompanying him.

The people surged in front of King Huai's house and looked inward with the figure of Lu yunqi.

Prince Huai's residence is like a forgotten place in the capital. Only at this time can we remember that there is this place and there is a prince in this place.

This would have been the prince of heaven.

The last time Prince Huai opened the door was when the nine year old princess was married. The people stood on tiptoe and looked inside curiously and excitedly.

The long and wide Yonglu Road, with red walls and yellow tiles, is said to have been specially built by the emperor as a reduced version of the imperial palace. There are also front halls and rear palaces, which are said to be magnificent.

It is said that none of the people had the chance to see it.

Taking this opportunity, while visiting, chatting and talking, some children boldly got through the obstruction of the military guard and curiously looked at the billboards and flags. Of course, they were scolded and rushed back soon.

This also adds a bit of excitement in front of the door, as well as the excitement of marriage.

It didn't take long for crackling firecrackers and gongs and drums to ring out again.

"Come out!"

"Look, Princess Jiuli is coming out."

The people in front of the door shouted one after another, which caused another crowd. Many people were caught off guard and were crowded everywhere.

"Oh, you little girl."

They looked at the people passing by. It was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. She was dressed clean and slim, but she bumped into the crowd like a reckless man. She was not weak enough. She soon stepped on the curse and stood at the front.

The groom Lu yunqi has crossed the threshold, and behind him is the bride who is carried by others.

The bride's head covered her face, and the large dress in black and yellow covered her figure. Although she was carried by others, she also appeared dignified.

Miss Jun just felt shortness of breath and astringent throat. She reached out and grabbed the skirt of her dress and stared at the bride tightly.

"It was the third prince who came to see off the wedding."

The people whispered in their ears.

Carrying Princess Jiuli is the third son of the current emperor. He has not been married and is also a king. He is deeply loved by the emperor and queen. He is several years younger than Princess Jiuli.

Along with the bridegroom and bride, other royal relatives and relatives, such as the prince, Princess and county Lord, lined the front of Prince Huai's house with jewels and sparkles, which attracted people's amazement.

"The Emperor gave Princess Jiuli a great show."

"More than ostentation, you didn't see those dowries before."

"It's really a golden branch and jade leaf."

"It is said that the imperial concubine and empress were entrusted by the emperor and queen to personally come to the palace of Prince Huai to marry the princess."

Yes, a lot of people came, but one person was missing.

The most critical and important person.

Miss Jun's eyes swept over these people and there was no nine.

He is a person to be forgotten by the people and cannot appear in the sight of the living people.

Even when his sister gets married, he can't send it out in person.

Princess Jiuli has been seated in the sedan chair. This is the unique honor guard and chariot for the Royal Princess to get married. It is magnificent and drives slowly in envy and awe.

The people on the street rushed away with the motorcade like a tide, and miss Jun, who stood still, was knocked upside down like a small boat in the ocean.

The wedding procession will circle half the city.

She watched Princess Jiuli drive away and looked back at Prince Huai's house.

The princes and princesses were joking and laughing, and they got on their cars and horses.

Of course, they will not go along with the wedding procession, or go straight to Lu yunqi's house, or leave directly.

As these dignitaries left, the gate of Prince Huai's residence was closed again. Almost in the blink of an eye, the original lively door was deserted, leaving only broken flowers, confetti and firecracker marks on the ground.

"Miss, miss."

Liu Er can finally squeeze out of the crowd and stand next to miss Jun.

"Come on, let's follow."

She stretched out her hand and pointed to the motorcade marching on the street. The scene of the princess's marriage was really different from what she had seen before.

Miss Jun looked at the motorcade over there and walked farther and farther in her sight. She suddenly turned and walked quickly in the other direction. Finally, she simply picked up her skirt and ran.

"Miss." Liu Er didn't react. She was thrown in place and shouted to catch up.

Miss Jun ran very fast and turned the corner in the twinkling of an eye.

"Miss, where are you going?"

Liu er's voice shouted behind.

Bypass an alley, turn over a low wall, and you can come to the backyard of Prince Huai's house. There is a artificially piled hill in the backyard of Prince Huai's house. You can overlook this half street from a small pavilion on the hill.

At this time, there is a small child's figure on the small pavilion.

Miss Jun stopped abruptly.

Although I can't see his description clearly, Miss Jun knows that he is focusing on the marriage Team marching on the street, just like when he married himself.

But that time he was accompanied by his sister, and this time he was alone.

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