Chapter 268

No one knows whether anyone sleeps soundly or not. Everyone breathes peacefully and their eyes are clear when they open their eyes.

This night is not as quiet as imagined. At the most sleepy moment of the night, there are some strange wind sounds inside and outside the wall. When the wind blows, Fengzhi opens her eyes slightly, and helianzheng, who is lying on her side, does not move, and her fingers tightly grasp the corner of her quilt.

When the day was about to break, a long horn sounded in the distance, which revealed the spring light of the day when the king of Shunyi ascended the throne.

He Lianzheng sat up and said softly, "what will happen today?"

"Today." Fengzhi sits with her knees crossed, her hair flowing down like water, her smile is shallow, and she is dazzled in the sunshine.

"Everyone will be in his position, and everyone should have a sentence. Those who should come should come, those who should leave should go. The old ones should be swept away. The fresh ones should be taken out. They should be counted as the robbers. They should be killed by the robbers. The traps should be killed by the traps."

It was a fine day, so clear that it seemed that nothing would happen under such a sun.

The ceremony was held on the grassland outside the king's court. A high colored shed had been set up for ten miles. The king's army patrolled the surrounding area for ten miles. The three clans of green birds, white deer and foxes stood guard in the middle. On all sides, there were dozens of cauldrons that could be used to bathe. The aroma of mutton was rolling. People picked up the cooked meat with a huge claw fence, and cut the meat into big pieces with a killing knife, The fragrance of meat and wine is rolled away by the unrestrained wind, which makes people drunk a few miles away.

People from far and near all come in full dress, singing, dancing and singing. Women's elegant flower skirts are like countless gorgeous flowers blooming in one color deep green.

In the back hall, Feng Zhiwei personally corrected the seven treasures and gold crown for he Lianzheng, carefully examined a gold inlaid black robe, jade tie, colorful waist knife, and said with a smile: "it's more like you than I saw you for the first time."

"You'll find me better." He Lianzheng has never understood modesty, staring at a black skirt, simply tied with a silver belt Feng Zhiwei way: "why don't you change clothes?"

"What Wang Ting prepared for me was a red robe, but I was still in filial piety." Feng Zhiwei took him out and said, "and Maybe I don't have to change. "

He Lianzheng glanced at her without saying anything. Meiduo suddenly followed her and said, "aza, I'll follow you too!" Then he took his other arm.

He Lianzheng pushed her away and looked at her red robe. It was fire like color. The gold belt was full of agate and amber. It was very similar to the imperial concubine's formal dress. He Lianzheng originally regretted that he could not see Fengzhi wearing the luxurious appearance of imperial concubine on the grassland. At this time, he saw Meiduo wearing this dress and immediately frowned.

"Aunt maido." He said, "you can follow my mother, but this robe can't be worn. Don't let people see and misunderstand."

"What is the misunderstanding?" Maido's face was blank and ignorant.

People would like to misunderstand it. Feng Zhiwei looks in her eyes and smiles. Her eyes flit over Meiduo's hand tightly holding helianzheng's belt.

"You know what the misunderstanding is." Helianzheng did not show mercy and pulled her hand away.

"Princess." Meiduo turned around and grabbed Feng Zhiwei's belt. "This is the new dress I made for the ceremony. It took me a month to take it off now?"

Feng Zhiwei looked at her face beseeching color, thought of her pride when she first met, thought it was very interesting and couldn't help laughing.

When she smiles, something special appears in her eyes. When meDo looks into her eyes, she suddenly feels a shock in her heart and her hands are released unconsciously.

He Lianzheng immediately led Feng Zhiwei away. The peony flowers came up from behind, took Mei duo's shoulder with a smile, and said, "let's go. There's something good to tell you."

A moment later, Feng Zhiwei, walking in front of her, hears a scream from Meiduo. Her voice is full of unbelievable anger.

Feng Zhi smiles and smiles, and makes a gesture to Zong Chen beside him and leaves quickly.

Just as he was about to step out of the last gate, a team of young lamas came quickly and stopped Feng Zhiwei.

"Damaalla said," please don't go to the ceremony. "

"What?" Helianzheng's face sank immediately.

"Damaalla said that if you really love the grassland as you said, then don't influence the most solemn celebration of Wang's life on this auspicious day, and cover his way with dark clouds." The little lama saluted Feng Zhiwei and then turned to he Lianzheng, "Wang, ALA said that if she attended, he would not appear."

"Then it will not appear." He Lianzheng did not hesitate, "I don't believe that without the ceremony of ascending the throne of the living Buddha, he would be really cursed!"

"King!" The clan leaders who came to meet them exclaimed.

"The will of God needs to be guided by Dama Allah. The birth of grassland kings of all ages cannot leave Allah's father!" Hutega, the leader of the blue bear clan, was half kneeling on the ground, earnestly looking at the eyes of helianzheng, "this is not the fight for the imperial concubine that day, but it is not going to participate in the ceremony. Damaala has already made concessions, so don't be capricious again!"

"Wang, if there is no ceremony of living Buddha, it will not be recognized by the clan people!""The imperial concubine can choose another day to stand again. In any case, the enthronement ceremony is important!"

Persuasion, with an urgent rush, someone is secretly holding Feng Zhiwei sleeve, indicating her own resignation.

"Your living Buddha, insist that I should not appear in the ceremony." Feng Zhiwei finally opened his mouth and said quietly, "you all heard me."

Everyone nodded, a little confused about what she emphasized.

"Then I won't go." Her next sentence was understatement, she turned and left, "please protect the king."

"Zhiwei..." As soon as he Lianzheng called, Feng Zhiwei did not return to leave. On the other hand, the ceremonial weapons of Dharma living Buddha walked out of the yard.

Sitting on the Yu, Dama's spirit seems to be even more decadent today. There are soft piles and gold embroidered robes floating empty. He raises his eyelids and takes a look at fengzhiwei. Fengzhiwei smiles at him and makes a mouth shape.

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