C30

On the main road, Pei Ruochen's wedding procession, covered in red and green, was slowly advancing.

It was a good thing that although the horse did not listen to her commands, it still liked to join in the fun. It did not bring its lover to the edge of the sea, but instead charged straight towards the bridal procession.

He Lan Qin, who was in charge of the security of this marriage, had long since heard the noise. However, when he saw the person on horseback, he couldn't help but be startled.

While she was stunned, she had already rushed to the periphery of the group.

Everyone tried to dodge, but they could only hear her extremely helpless "Xu —" "Xu —" "Stop!"

But the horse did not heed her words at all, and as the horse was about to lead her up the line carrying the betrothal gift, he suddenly flew into the air and landed on the horse's back like a great roc. He put one hand on the horse's waist, the other on the reins, and pulled hard.

Her husband was scared out of his wits.

"Darling, why are you here?" When the situation calmed down, He Lan Qin asked the person in front of him in astonishment.

The man gasped for breath, then broke free of Helene's hold and was about to dismount.

Helian Chin, who was mounted on the horse, frowned and was about to lend a hand when his servant crawled up on his own. However, his fall just now had left her with a face full of dust and dirt.

Then, the woman resolutely walked to the front of the line, spread her arms, and stopped them.

After the incident just now, the wedding procession had already stopped. Pei Ruochen, who wore a red wedding dress and sat on her horse, had also stopped and stood at the front of the procession, quietly watching over her.

This was the first time she didn't see Pei Ruochen wearing red, but red didn't suit him. She couldn't see any hint of red in her eyes. She only felt that it was indescribably noisy and filled her heart.

However, the face on the red dress was still as perfect as ever — it was the warm sun on the first snowfall of winter.

"You can't marry a princess." She looked into his clear glass-like eyes and said loudly but quietly, "Because I want to take you away."

The surroundings were in an uproar. He Lanqin found it extremely funny. Only Pei Ruochen was still silently watching her, as if she hadn't heard what she had said.

"Pei Ruochen." She took a step forward and stopped in front of Pei Ruochen's horse, her hand on his trouser leg. She raised her head and looked at him clearly. "You will come with me, won't you?"

Pei Ruochen lowered her head. In her eyes, which were completely clean and without any impurities, he saw white clouds and blue sky reflected above her head. It was a beautiful picture, but it was only an illusion.

"Since you are at peace with the world, then continue to be so, and do not bring trouble upon yourself. I wish you could be like this forever. " Pei Ruochen smiled and said, "Go back then."

As the groom started to move, the team behind him naturally followed suit, while the servant stood blankly in place. If it wasn't for He Lan Qin who pulled her back in time, she would have ended up standing in the middle of the road.

The long line seemed to be endless. So much noisy red, like a river, flowing in front of the lover.

She felt her eyes stinging from the redness, and for some reason, tears began to flow down her cheeks.

He was standing behind her, her slender arm in his, and she was no taller than his chest. It was as if he were wrapping her in his arms.

Then he lowered his head and found that the back of his hand was wet with a single salty tear.

He found this unbelievable. He didn't expect that the brainless person would also cry.

It was just that her crying was too quiet. It was so quiet that it caused one's heart to ache.

As the group left, He Lan Qin had to chase after them and continue working as a bodyguard. He had no choice but to release her and bend down, wanting to tell her to return to the palace by herself. But before he could say anything, He Lan Qin straightened up and looked ahead.

He Lan Xue, who was in hot pursuit, was wearing snow-white brocade clothes. She stood proudly on her horse and calmly looked in their direction.

"Bring back your woman." Then, he turned around and hopped back onto his warhorse without any delay, continuing the interrupted grand wedding ceremony.

The spectators had long since been dispersed by the soldiers. The remaining people eagerly ran up to continue witnessing the unparalleled grace of Prince Consort.

Soon, there were only a few passers-by left on the busy street. There were also the Iris, who was standing by the roadside, and He Lanxue, who was sitting on a horse.

He Lan Xue looked at her, but didn't say anything.

Her tears flowed silently for a moment. Then, she suddenly raised her head and wiped her face with the back of her hand. She pouted and said softly, "I'm so sleepy. I want to go back to sleep."

She had fallen to the ground. His hand was initially covered in dust, but with this brush, his small face became as white as a kitten's.

He Lan Xue raised her brows and smiled. She laughed so widely that she revealed two rows of fine teeth, which were unexpectedly brilliant.

When the fireworks came from the direction of the palace, she did not sleep as she had said.

Instead, he stood in the courtyard and watched the bustling scenery with the crowd.

The only princess of the imperial court, the most beloved younger sister of the current emperor, He Lanlian. Today, she had gotten married to Young Master Pei of both civil and military.

They were such a perfect couple.

These flames that filled the sky, bright enough to extinguish, all shone brightly for their sake.

11 It was rare to see such a scene, so she was in high spirits. There was supposed to be a banquet in the palace, but third brother Helian You had not come. She had just set up a family banquet at home, where all of her concubines were gathered around the garden, admiring the scene and eating and making a ruckus.

Houlan was also forced out by him. Of course, she didn't do it herself. She ordered, "All of you must attend."

He specifically emphasized the word 'all'.

Therefore, her lover was dragged out forcefully by Eleven. He was bored to death as he looked at the bright and resplendent light in the sky.

She had seen even more dazzling fireworks before, but she did not feel so ecstatic that she could go mad with joy.

However, he had never seen such hazy flames. They flickered like little morning stars on the surface of the sea.

As the light became dimmer and dimmer, Ai realized that it was not because of the fireworks, but because his eyes were filled with water droplets.

She did not know, the wind is astringent, blowing, and then tears.

Tears filled the air with flames, making this bustling scene even more indistinct.

Amidst the bustle, He Lan Xue was drinking wine and having fun with her concubines. They exchanged toasts with each other as they were filled with happiness — naturally, everyone had forgotten her who was purposely hiding in the corner.

Even He Lan Xue didn't look in her direction.

"Your highness is so strange." Eleven finally stopped screaming and ran over to his lover, cursing silently, "I was so concerned about you when you sent me back this morning, but I didn't recognize you in the blink of an eye. It is indeed the fortune of every man in the world. "

His wife didn't seem to mind as she stared unblinkingly at the sky.

The climax of the firework finally arrived as thunderous explosions resounded from the direction of the imperial city. Within the imperial city, numerous young couples, young and old alike, as well as their children, were looking up at that brilliant moment.

Her lover looked up too, the color of the fireworks lighting up her flushed face.

The thunderous voice never stopped.

When the heaviest explosion came, her lover subconsciously covered his ears. He Lan Xue, on the other hand, had walked behind her at some point, and her two gentle and slender hands were gently placed in front of his ears.

The deafening clamor immediately died down, leaving only the blazing flames and the fire trees and silver flowers in the garden. She simply leaned back and curled up lazily in his arms.

He Lan Xue was stunned for a moment. Then, she smiled and stood straight, allowing others to treat her as a natural pillow.

The moment the firework finally dissipated, Yi Ren heard someone whisper in her ear, "My love, you are braver than I am."

He seemed to hear it, but he also didn't seem to hear it.

And the scene of the flames finally dispersed.

Returning from the beautiful scenery, the concubines of the Carefree Palace hurriedly searched for their prince's figure in the garden. Finally, one sharp-eyed person saw the carefree and playful Carefree King and actually ran over to 'cuddle up' with his most unpopular lover. He couldn't help but call out to them, arranged to meet a few sisters, and gracefully walked towards them.

11. Seeing this, I wanted to stop them and give my young lady a chance to be alone with the prince. His wife had also noticed them. She stood up and patted her clothes before saying casually, "I'm done reading. I'm going back to sleep."

He Lan Xue retracted her hand awkwardly. She didn't try to stop him, she was just a bit dispirited.

As expected, after she finished speaking, she left without a single trace of nostalgia, leaving behind He Lan Xue who was standing on the spot. In the blink of an eye, she was completely surrounded by his lovely wife and concubines.

Her lover woke up on the morning of the third day. Just as she opened her eyes, she heard He Lan Xue's anxious voice. "Is she really alright? You've already slept for so long. "

"Prince, please be at ease. The Empress really is only sleeping. She is very healthy." The Imperial Physician wiped his sweat away as he replied with fear and trepidation.

"Hmph!" He Lanxue was about to say something when Eleven who was guarding by the bed noticed him looking at him. He couldn't help but cheer, "My prince, my lady is awake. My lady is fine."

Her lover looked at her in confusion and stretched lazily, saying, "I haven't slept so comfortably in a long time. Eleven, prepare some pen and paper."

Eleven looks at her in surprise: ruddy, refreshed, like nothing has happened.

He Lan Xue originally pulled out the doctor's collar, but after seeing this, she also let go, and like Eleven, looked at the other person in surprise.

However, the girl acted as if she did not notice them. She quickly got up and dragged her shoes with her as she walked to the desk. She picked up a brush from the pen holder and did not have the time to grind ink at eleven. She simply placed the tip of the brush in her mouth and licked it. Her eyebrows knitted together as she started to paint.

It was the first time that She Lan Xue didn't see her lover's drawing appearance. That round and delicate face of hers was stretched taut, and her eyes that had been unfocused and clean all this time were surprisingly focused.

It was as if a strange light had enveloped her.

He wanted to pat her on the shoulder and ask if she was hungry — after all, she had been asleep for two whole days — but when he touched her, he stopped.

She seemed so untouchable.