The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

That night, after Mu Beimo coaxed Ming Yang to sleep, he approached Si Tianjian to set a date for marriage. Just three days later, the next day, the palace bustlingly began to post the Chinese characters "囍", a bright red couplet The posters were posted on the gates of each palace, and the festive red cloth was carefully tied on the stone railings, so that people could feel the joy wherever they went.

Mu Beimo and Ming Yang personally wrote the invitations one by one, and Xiao Chuyue, Mo Xi and they helped to distribute them to every household of officials and royal relatives.

Ming Yang's wedding dress, Mu Beimo had sent someone to sew it long ago, specially selected silkworm silk, and was sewed by three veteran craftsmen in the palace, and it took two months to sew it out.

On the day of their marriage, Ming Yang and Mu Beimo hadn't seen each other for three days. He waited eagerly for Lian Er to help him dress up, and he was already looking forward to Mu Beimo's wedding dress.

The wedding dress sent by the palace was men's. Ming Yang tried it on and it just fit. The silk satin was delicately tied with a golden dragon. A faint light shone down.

Ming Yang looked at himself in the bronze mirror, his face was a little hot, Zhan Cheng and Han Ziling sitting beside him were looking at him with their chins.

"When are you two going to see it?" Ming Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he moved his back that had been straight for so long, and turned to look at them helplessly.

"My lord is so fond of the emperor. I wish I could meet such a good groom when I get married in the future." Han Ziling sighed softly, seeing that Zhan Cheng and Ming Yang had settled down, Still struggling to learn medicine from his master, he still doesn't know where his wishful husband is.

The distress on Han Ziling's face was too obvious, Ming Yang smiled and said a name softly.

"Your Majesty! How did you learn so badly?" Han Ziling frowned, but a faint blush appeared on his face, Ming Yang smiled with his mouth covered, and raised his eyebrows at Zhan Cheng beside him.

"I heard from Chu Yue that King Mo seemed to say that Fei Ziling would not marry when he was a child. I don't know if he still remembers it now." Zhan Cheng was very kind, and joined in after receiving Ming Yang's hint.

"Sister-in-law!" Why are they like this, Han Ziling's face was hot, and she reached out to touch her, her usual cool demeanor was gone, she looked like a girl who had fallen in lovesickness.

"Hahaha..." The hall was full of laughter, and when they were joking, Ming Yin and Lin Xi had already arrived.

"Father, father." Ming Yang turned his head and saw Ming Yin coming, and motioned Lian Er to hand him the silver comb.

"Father, I'm sorry." Ming Yang smiled, and put the silver comb in Ming Yin's hand.

This is the rule left by the old people. When a new couple gets married, the elders need to dress themselves up, which also means that the married life of the new couple can be smooth and happy.

"Okay." Ming Yin smiled, took the silver comb in Ming Yang's hand, gently stroked Ming Yang's black hair with her slender hands, and combed Ming Yang's hair with trembling fingers.

"Crush to the end."

"Two combs to the end."

"Three combs to white hair and eyebrows."

Ming Yin finished speaking with some trembling, put down the silver comb, and looked at the unbelievably beautiful Ming Yang in the bronze mirror, his eyes were reddened by the scarlet wedding gown.

Lin Xi stepped forward silently, hugged the man into her arms and patted her back, her eyes were also slightly red.

"Royal Father." Ming Yang stood up and gently put his arms around the two people who were embracing each other.

The atmosphere in the hall relaxed for a long time, Zhan Cheng and Han Ziling smiled silently, and it took a long time for Ming Yang to get his hair done.

Ming Yang, who was well dressed, stood up and turned around in a circle, causing them all to gasp.

Their wedding was special, Mu Beimo had to go to Ming Yang's dormitory to pick him up, and he could take him to the palace only after offering sacrifices in the ancestral temple.

The palace road was covered with red felt, and Mu Beimo rode a horse with his best man to the outside of Ming Yang's hall. The suona, shengxiao, and the sound of firecrackers blew festive tunes, blasting everyone's joy.

When Mu Beimo arrived outside the Mingyang Palace, the auspicious time had not yet arrived, and he wanted to bring his best man to break in with excitement, but Yuan Yi blocked his way.

"The auspicious time has not yet arrived, please wait a moment, my lord."

Yuan Yi bowed with crooked eyebrows, blocked Mu Beimo's way, and said that the auspicious time should not be ruined.

Mu Beimo had no choice but to give up, looking at the door eagerly, as if he wanted to eat the door that blocked him and Ming Yang alive.

"My lord, you see that you are in such a hurry to come here, it's because you can't see your sweetheart." Xiao Chuyue stood aside and laughed and joked, which made the people behind him laugh out loud.

"What do you know, the sooner you get married, the better." Mo Xihe jokingly followed, and touched Mu Beimo's shoulder while talking.

Mu Beimo was in a happy mood, and turned to look at the happy people. His tense face finally relaxed for a moment, but his attention was still on the people in the room.

Mu Beimo couldn't wait outside, and Ming Yang inside the room was also so nervous that his heart was beating wildly. His heart was about to fly to Mu Beimo. Looking at him, he didn't dare to be too obvious.

Ming Yang was sitting between Lin Xi and Ming Yin, one on the left and the other on the right. He listened carefully to his two fathers' explanation of the things to pay attention to during the meeting. It was listening to the movement outside.

"Yang'er, my father is relieved to hand you over to that child Mu Beimo." Ming Yin couldn't help laughing when he saw Ming Yang's ecstatic appearance, and stretched out his hand to hold Ming Yang's hand and touched it. Ming Yang then returned Overwhelmed, he called his father in a daze.

"Stupid child, when the child is born, the emperor will go to Changbai Mountain with your father, and travel around the world's mountains and rivers along the way."

There was a faint smile on Ming Yin's face, obviously today is a happy day, when he heard his father say that, he unconsciously reached out and touched the faint wrinkles on his father's face, suddenly, he could feel his My heart suddenly throbbed.

After today, he is the daughter-in-law of the Mu family. Although he is still sitting on the emperor's seat, it is unavoidable that he has a new family, and his life is no longer the same as the father-son relationship between him and Ming Yin.

"Father." Ming Yang's eyes were red, his nose was sore, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, it took him a while to hear his own weak voice.

"Don't worry, Yang'er will take good care of herself."

"Silly boy, why are you crying?"

Ming Yang raised his hand to wipe away his tears, looked at the hands held by the three of them, and couldn't help laughing while crying.

At this time last year, he never dared to think that he could see his father again. Now that his father and father are still there, this should be the best blessing from heaven for him.

While they were talking, the bronze bell in the palace finally rang, and Yuan Yi's shrill voice also rang.

"The auspicious time is here, please groom to take the bride home!"

Ming Yang at the other end of the door quickly wiped away his tears, and let Ming Yin cover him with a thin red gauze. He sat upright on the bed, waiting closely for Mu Beimo's appearance.

Anxious Mu Beimo listened to Yuan Yi who was guarding the door saying auspicious words for a long time, and immediately sent someone to distribute happy money, and then entered the hall smoothly.

When Ming Yang heard the sound of the door opening, he looked straight in that direction. Through the thin red gauze, he could clearly see the appearance of the person coming.

Today's Mu Beimo is wearing a bright red wedding dress, and the gold-edged clothes set off his noble appearance. The well-fitting clothes outline his tall and straight figure, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and his face is still as handsome as before. Smiling lightly, it made people dazzled just by looking at it.

"Yang'er, I'm here to pick you up."

Mu Beimo looked at the person sitting on the bed, his heart fluttered slightly, and he stepped forward to hold the bride's hand.

Ming Yang nodded lightly, looked at the big hand with sharp joints stretched out, and put his hand on it with confidence, feeling that he was being held tightly, Ming Yang was instantly wrapped in warmth.

Mu Beimo held Ming Yang's hand, greeted Ming Yin and Lin Xi, then picked him up and walked straight out.

The people in the hall applauded excitedly, everyone got the happy money, who would have thought that before the new couple walked out of the door, a flaming figure would jump out, everyone exclaimed and rushed forward to protect the emperor and the prince, only after seeing clearly It was discovered that it was a blood fox who sneaked out to play.

"Little blood fox?"

Hearing the familiar cry, Ming Yang patted Mu Beimo's shoulder in surprise, looked down at the blood fox rubbing against Mu Beimo's feet through the red gauze, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

"Aww..." the blood fox yelled coquettishly, and let out a sobbing sound as he raised his head back.

"There must be something wrong with the blood fox." Xiao Chuyue reminded him from the side, and Ming Yang wanted to ask Mu Beimo to put him down.

"No way, the bride can't touch the floor when she leaves the foot of the bed. Hurry up and get the chair." Yuan Yi hastily reminded, and then the maid brought the stool and let Ming Yang sit first.

Ming Yang sat on the chair, stepped on Mu Beimo's shoes lightly with his feet, then bent down and reached out to rub the blood fox's head.

"Little blood fox, what's the matter with you, today is my wedding day, don't make trouble."

Ming Yang said with a smile, but he noticed that the blood fox had something in his mouth, and at the signal of the blood fox, he stretched out his hand hesitantly.

Seeing that the little blood fox loosened his mouth, a piece of fiery red jade appeared in his hand, Ming Yang was stunned, watching the little blood fox sticking out its tongue and howling.

"It's fire jade, which has a good curative effect on body cold. This kind of jade is rare, and maybe you can't get a piece of it in a hundred years." Lin Xi added from the side.

"The blood fox is very intelligent. Knowing about your wedding, I specially sent you a gift." Han Ziling said.

Ming Yang understood what it meant, and was moved in his heart, he clenched the jade tightly, and lightly rubbed the blood fox's head, causing the little blood fox to rub lightly.

"Thank you, little blood fox."

Mu Beimo squatted down and pinched the back of the blood fox's neck. The blood fox immediately rubbed Mu Beimo's hand, sticking out his tongue like a child begging for praise.

"It seems that I can't always be jealous of Yang'er with you in the future." As soon as Mu Beimo's voice fell, everyone burst into laughter, and the matter was over, and Mu Beimo went outside again with someone in his arms.

Ming Yang didn't notice that the little blood fox behind him respectfully touched the ground with his head, and gently swept the ground with his fiery red tail.

"The blood fox understands human nature, and has always remembered the emperor's life-saving grace." Lian'er looked at the cute blood fox, reached out to hug it, and followed behind the procession.

Ming Yang was carried into the sedan chair, and they surrounded them noisily. Mu Beimo took advantage of putting him down and kissed him. When the sedan chair got up on Huaqiao, he could still feel the part being kissed growing. hot.

After a complicated process, it was already time for the sedan chair to leave the palace, suonas of joy rang all the way, and the sound of firecrackers behind them was not to be outdone.

Ming Yang rubbed his already hungry stomach, opened the curtain on the sedan chair, and glanced at Mu Beimo who was riding on the horse. The other party seemed to feel his gaze, and turned his head to look over in an instant. Hongsha smiled at each other.

Ming Yang looked at the imposing man, touched the small cloth bag that Mu Beimo secretly stuffed in his pocket, smiled happily, put down the curtain, opened the cloth bag, and ate an osmanthus flower in two or three mouthfuls while no one was around. cake.

The dim sum was too choking, so Ming Yang picked a few more dates to eat, the red dates in the green were juicy, sweet and sour, especially to his taste, Ming Yang felt full after eating for a while, now Leaning on the cushion with her belly down, she was drowsy.

"Son, son, eat jujubes, give birth to a precious son early, who knows, my father conceived you before he was married, it's really a lot earlier than others." Ming Yang rubbed his belly that was a little moving and smiled foolishly , talking to the child in a low voice.

"Caomin wishes the emperor and the prince to have a son soon, and have a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

Faint shouts came from behind, Ming Yang lifted the curtain and saw that the place where the wedding reception team passed by was full of ordinary people in the capital kneeling, all shouting words of blessing.

It is not uncommon for the emperor's wedding to be celebrated by thousands of people before, but the common people organize themselves very little. Ming Yang thought about how he could be so loved by everyone.Ming Yang looked at these common people through the red gauze, and when he smiled, his eyes were red.

He once vowed to let the people all over the world live a good life. Now half of his wish has been fulfilled, but he was delayed because of his kidnapping. Looking at Mu Beimo's tall and straight figure, his thoughts became more determined.

[The author has something to say: School has started recently, and there are many things to do, so it will be updated from time to time, so what?]