The princess traveled through time for a year to help the prince build his kingdom and then left

On the sixth day of May, Prince Yan got married.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly, the breeze was blowing gently, and the entire imperial capital seemed to be immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

The imperial capital hasn't held a royal wedding for many years.

People were celebrating as if it was a grand and important festival, and everyone's face was filled with happy smiles.

The streets and alleys are filled with laughter and joy.

People gathered in groups of three or five to talk about the interesting things about the royal wedding.

"Do you think the prince will be unhappy with the prince's grand display?"

"The Crown Prince is already the heir to the throne, why is he still competing with the Prince of Yan?"

"What about the Crown Princess? If the Crown Prince's pomp is not as grand as the Prince of Yan's, will the Crown Princess be angry?"

"I don't know, maybe? What do you think?"

The two main streets in the imperial capital, Yong'an Road and Yongqing Road, are hung with colorful lanterns and ribbons, which sway in the wind, adding endless festive atmosphere.

Huayang Street is decorated beautifully and festively.

This is the only way for Prince Yan to welcome his bride, so it is particularly eye-catching.

The roadsides are lined with flowers and bonsai, emitting bursts of charming fragrance.

The red carpet stretches from the beginning of the street to the end, like a gorgeous long dragon.

On both sides of the wide street, officers and soldiers from Jingzhao Prefecture stood in neat rows. Each of them had a serious expression, holding a spear, and conscientiously maintained order at the scene.

These well-trained soldiers formed a solid line of defense, blocking the crowded crowd of onlookers and ensuring that the grand wedding convoy could pass smoothly in the middle of the road.

Both sides of the street were crowded with people watching, all wanting to catch a glimpse of this rare and grand wedding scene.

The crowd includes not only ordinary people, but also some mysterious figures who are dressed in plain clothes and deliberately hide their identities.

These people are disguised as ordinary people, but from their sharp eyes and extraordinary temperament, it can be seen that they are not ordinary passers-by.

Perhaps they come from different backgrounds and come to the ceremony with their own purposes; or perhaps they themselves are participants in a conspiracy behind the wedding...

At the intersection of Huayang Street and Xizhao Street, Shuanzi, dressed as a groom, stood in the crowd in the northwest corner, looking up.

Because he arrived early, he stood in the first row.

I could hear the chattering of several women.

"Did you know that Miss Qin was originally going to be the Crown Prince's concubine?"

"what happened?"

"I heard that King Yan took it away by force."

"Who told you that? Did the prince just let it go?"

A man's voice interrupted them.

"Shh! Stop talking nonsense. There are soldiers around! Do you want to go to jail for talking about the royal family?"

Shuanzi tried his best to eliminate distractions and focused his attention on scanning the crowd in the southwest corner of the intersection.

Finally, he saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Prince Yan Chu Tiancheng first went to worship the ancestral gods, and then went to the general's mansion to welcome the bride.

After the wedding procession came out of the main gate of Prince Yan's Mansion, they did not turn right but turned left.

Turn left, walk east to the gate of Yongle Palace, turn west, walk to the gate of Changqiu Palace, then turn east, turn left at the intersection with Changyang Street, and walk north.

Why take these more roads?

The reason was simple, the wedding procession was too long and the scene was truly extraordinary.

If you go straight out of the Prince of Yan's Mansion and turn right, and go straight to the General's Mansion, it's only four or five miles. The tail of the team on this side has not yet left the Prince of Yan's Mansion, but the head of the team on the other side has already arrived at the gate of the General's Mansion.

Therefore, the wedding procession deliberately took a longer detour to show off.

Many palace servants and maids from Yongle Palace and Changqiu Palace crowded to the palace gate to watch the excitement.

When the motorcade passed by Changqiu Palace, Nanny Zhao, who was beside Concubine Qi, also happened to come over.

Chu Tiancheng rode a white Arabian horse and wore a flat, square, nearly rectangular crown on his head.

The wedding dress she wore was black, a slightly reddish black color, which made her look more solemn.

Because people believe that black represents the vast and infinite "sky".

The wedding dress has patterns of dancing birds and animals, which symbolizes "coming in pairs, auspiciousness and happiness."

When Chu Tiancheng turned around at the gate of Changqiu Palace on his horse, he turned his head to look inside the palace gate and stayed on Madam Zhao for a moment.

Nanny Zhao shuddered. Why did she feel like Prince Yan was glaring at her?

She quickly turned around and walked hurriedly into the palace.

After returning to Concubine Qi's palace, Nanny Zhao patted her chest and felt her heart still pounding.

Concubine Qi, who was sitting on the recliner, glanced at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Madam Zhao stepped forward quickly and said, "Your Majesty, I just saw the Prince of Yan's wedding procession passing by the palace gate."

Concubine Qi raised her eyes and asked again, "What's wrong?"

Madam Zhao said cautiously, "I...I have seen the Prince of Yan."

Concubine Qi hadn't seen Chu Tiancheng for a long time. Upon hearing the news, she couldn't help but frowned slightly and asked, "Oh? Did you see clearly? How does he look?"

Aunt Zhao hesitated for a moment, as if she was a little hesitant about whether to say the following words, but in the end she gritted her teeth and replied:

"To answer your Majesty's question, I...I saw that His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan was alive and well, and there was nothing unusual about him! So...so I was really scared!"

"What do you mean?" Concubine Qi leaned forward.

"I see that Prince Yan has a ruddy complexion and looks refreshed. He doesn't look like he is seriously ill," Madam Zhao answered hesitantly.

Concubine Qi frowned and said unhappily:

"Didn't Xing'er say that Song Que performed surgery on Chu Tiancheng, but the chances of success were only 50%?"

"Is it a last burst of vitality? Or is it because you are so happy about your wedding..." asked Aunt Zhao in confusion.

"Well, never mind. He won't be able to jump around for long anyway."

Concubine Qi lazily lay down on the recliner and said, "I'll take a nap first."

"Yes." Nanny Zhao withdrew tactfully.

The wedding procession marched forward in a mighty procession and finally stepped onto the wide Huayang Street.

The King of Yan sat upright on a tall and mighty horse, wearing gorgeous wedding clothes, with a handsome face and an imposing demeanor.

He was followed closely by a group of fully armed guards, all of whom looked energetic and majestic.

The people on both sides of the road knelt down excitedly and kowtowed to the King of Yan.

Their eyes were filled with awe and worship, and they kept shouting, "Welcome King Yan!" and "Long live the King Yan!"

Cheers rose one after another, echoing throughout Huayang Street, as if to convey the festive atmosphere to every corner.

King Yan smiled and waved to everyone. He knew very well that this honor not only belonged to himself, but also represented the people's beautiful expectation for the prosperity of the country.

He shoulders heavy responsibilities in this land, and today's grand wedding is an important moment in his life.

"Prince Yan is so handsome!"

"Your Highness Prince Yan, happy wedding!"

"Congratulations, His Royal Highness Prince Yan!"

Chu Tiancheng's eyes were as sharp as torches, sweeping sharply across the crowded crowds on both sides of the street.

He knew that there must be some scoundrels hiding among the onlookers, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

When he looked up, he saw Zhu Shijie, dressed in red, moving back and forth on the roofs on both sides of the road.

Chu Tiancheng looked away and looked towards the general's residence not far away, "Qin Rubing, the king is here!"