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Chapter 135 Wedding

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    The lights were on in Yu's house early in the morning. Yu Qingjia was dug out of bed almost as soon as she closed her eyes. The maids filed in, including Yu Qingjia's own maids and female officials from the palace.  Yu Qingjia finally fell asleep. She was woken up and had a headache. However, she also knew that today was an important day and she could not be willful. So she suppressed her sleepiness and allowed the girls to give her one step at a time under the command of the female officer.  Put on Zhai clothes.

    Yu Qingjia¡¯s hair was very long, black and shiny. While singing auspicious words, the female official slowly rolled up her long hair into a high bun.  After her hair was tied up, she was no longer a boudoir girl. Seeing this scene, Yu Wenjun could no longer control herself and walked outside quickly.  It was a very cold morning in late autumn. Yu Wenjun took a deep breath of the cold air and couldn't help but wonder, if Ms. Yu were here and saw her only daughter pulling up her long hair and dressing up like a woman, would she be happy?

    Yu Wenjun couldn't help himself, but it didn't affect anyone else. The room was still full of people, including maids, courtiers from the palace, and ladies who came to do the wedding.  After the female officer tied up her hair, she inserted nine hairpins into Yu Qingjia's hair one by one, supplemented by shiny golden hairpin rings.  Huachai Zhaiyi is extremely complicated, and every detail has regulations.  The patterns on the clothes, the color of the cuffs, and the jade pendants pressing the corners of the clothes are all different according to the grade. The first-grade ones are obviously the most gorgeous, and only the first-grade married women are qualified to wear the nine-pin on their heads.

    The Northern Qi Dynasty followed the previous dynasty and reduced the title to five ranks. The princes were granted the title of king and the remaining clans were reduced to the rank of duke.  Although the kings granted major counties were all of the first rank, it was obvious that the fiefdom was a symbol of each king's strength and status.  Langya is the hometown of poetry, calligraphy and etiquette. After the Southern Dynasties families moved south, they thought about this homeland. However, now, this land is all Murong Yan's private domain.

    Yu Qingjia is the Princess of Langya, and she is the highest-level genuine one as soon as she is granted the title.  Many ladies present looked envious. Many of them spent their whole lives and worked hard just to get their mother a first-class imperial title.  However, Yu Qingjia has only just started, and he has already reached a height that most people can only dream of in their lifetime.

    Comparing people to each other is really irritating.

    Because I was afraid of getting my clothes dirty, I put my hair in a bun before changing clothes.  Yu Qingjia put on her middle coat as soon as she got up. There were already two layers of clothes inside and outside. However, this was just the beginning for the dress.  She put on a long skirt with wide sleeves and many layers, which were layered on top of each other when worn, and the edges were embroidered with fine bird patterns.  After putting on the long skirt, the maid tied a dark green knee-covering skirt around her waist and placed double dungarees on both sides.  The last four maids worked together to cover the outermost layer with a wide-sleeved jacket, and the outfit was finally finished.

    After the makeup was done, when everyone saw Yu Qingjia, many people forgot to speak.  The room was silent for a few breaths before someone spoke up in admiration: "I have heard for a long time that Princess Langya's beauty is peerless. Now I see that she has indeed lived up to her reputation as a poppy. She is truly the only one in the world who has conquered the country and conquered the city."

    Someone said half-jokingly: "I heard that King Langya is also a famous handsome man. I wonder if King Langya and the princess appear at the same time. Will they be so shocked that people can't breathe?"

    "It's impossible to tell." Another lady smiled and answered, "Fortunately, King Langya has a heavy army and is accompanied by his retinue. Otherwise, if the princess and the prince showed up together, half of the streets in Yejing would have been blocked.  .¡±

    Everyone covered their sleeves and laughed, and Yu Qingjia also had a smile in her eyes.  Ever since Murong Yan took charge of the capital, he had been tough-minded and suppressed with iron blood. He had almost wiped out all the forces that opposed him. Many ministers had long since lost their initial curiosity and were far more afraid of Murong Yan than respectful.  The courtiers were like this, and their female relatives did not dare to relax when facing Yu Qingjia. Even if it was a joke, they had to play it in their hearts three times before they dared to say it out.

    Under this environment, Yu Qingjia¡¯s boudoir was actually harmonious.  The girls accompanied them carefully, the sun gradually set in the west, and it was time for the wedding.

    The sound of ritual music could be heard faintly on the street. The female relatives were surprised and stood up with smiles: "It's coming."

    The smart maid had already heard the news and ran in, announcing the good news to everyone inside from a distance: "Sixth Lady, His Royal Highness Prince Langya is here."

    Yu Qingjia waited for a day, and the uneasiness and shyness she once felt had long been eliminated by the endless etiquette, but when she heard the maid's words, her heart suddenly beat violently.

    Yu Qingjia felt that time and space were confused inexplicably, and a picture vaguely appeared in front of her eyes.  A soldier covered with armor ran into the blue-grey courtyard, his footsteps clanging, and he shouted: "His Royal Highness King Langya has arrived."

    The maid was dressed in plain clothes and was kneeling on the ground with a pale face.  The iron armor faded away to both sides like running water. She kowtowed deeply to the man who slowly walked out from the middle: "Your Highness, this subordinate deserves to die."

    "Where is she?"

    "Sixth Lady passed away."

    The scene in front of him suddenly disappeared quickly, and Yu Qingjia feltAfter saying that, he retreated obediently.  Yu Qingjia hid behind the fan and glared at Bai Rong angrily.  Before her eyes returned to their original position, something suddenly lit up in front of her. Yu Qingjia slowly turned her eyes back and saw Murong Yan holding a fan with a large red poppy flower in his hand, staring at her intently.

    Yu Qingjia put on the grandest makeup today. Her face was as white as porcelain, her skin was as delicate as porcelain, her lips were red and delicate, her eyes followed her own lines, outlining a very beautiful eye shape, and her eyebrows were painted with five-petal flower cinnabar.  .  She has fair skin to begin with, but after putting on makeup, the red and black colors collide on her face, making her look clean and beautiful.  The two people's eyes merged, and neither one said anything, but the people watching the ceremony on both sides already let out one after another exclamations.

    "Princess Langya is really beautiful. When I see her today, it's worth dying for me immediately."

    ¡°Both the prince and the princess have first-rate good looks, they are the couple of gods and gods, making others envious of them.¡±

    Yu Qingjia came to her senses and realized that she had been looking at Murong Yan for so long in public, so she quickly averted her eyes.  The maid who was waiting aside brought the Hexin wine. Yu Qingjia and Murong Yan sat opposite each other. She picked up the Hexin wine and couldn't help but raise her head and glanced at the person opposite.

    Murong Yan was sitting upright, with straight shoulders, a straight back, a slender waist and long legs. This kind of frame would look good in anything. After putting on a complicated dress, he would not look bloated at all, but it would accentuate his aristocratic feel.  Murong Yan's face was extremely fair, and he hardly looked like a real person under the lamp. He placed his fingers on the bronze wine glass and gently rubbed the carvings on the glass with his fingertips.  Sensing Yu Qingjia's gaze, he turned his eyes and looked at her reassuringly.

    The whole palace was bustling with activity, the sound of voices and drums overwhelmed the outside movement. Everyone in the room happily gathered around, watching the last ceremony of the wedding.  The ceremony officer cleared his throat and was about to sing a promise when suddenly the sound of fighting came from outside the house. A guard rushed to the auditorium regardless of the many female relatives: "Your Highness, the palace is under attack!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel  .com
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