MTL - The Lady’s Sickly Husband-~ 189 The mess of the ceremonies

Royal Palace, Imperial Study.

The emperor stood majesticly behind the royal table, slowly rotating the jade finger on his thumb, and his face was thoughtful.

His next head, standing is his emperor - just returned from the southern border to the town of South King of the capital.

In the royal study, they are two people.

Extremely quiet!

Even the emperor’s confidant, the eunuch, Lu Gonggong, did not have the honor to have a glimpse of the dialogue between their brothers.

Zhennan Wang is about 30 years old, his body shape is very strong, and looks much younger than the emperor.

However, the emperor looks deep, and the town of Wangnan looks cloudy.

Even in the face of the face, the muscles in his face that have been tightened all the year round are not fully stretched out, the sullen haze in the eyes, and the haze that comes with the corner of his mouth make people dare not look straight.

After all, in the battle of the battle that year, those who survived the disaster were not the ones who were kind and soft.

If there is no means, where can I sit in the position of the South King under the eyelids of the Holy Order.

"Emperor brother, this matter, please also give the emperor an explicit!"

Wang Nanwang saw this for a long time, the emperor did not say a word, can not help but feel a little eager, leaning over the fist, and sincere words.

For Zhennan Wang, the throne is dispensable to him, and he is guarding the South Gate. He is the emperor there! But some people can't clear it!

Just like the winds he got, the so-called Ning Shaoqing, the strange snow, is all dying!

Although the foreign country is not killed by him, he can't say that he has nothing to do with him.

He has always believed in slashing the roots.

Since it is already wrong, then give this mistake to Pingping!

It’s not easy to get rid of people in the West, and if they are looking for him, it’s not easy to digest...

The royal power can not be challenged!

What's more, Ning Shaoqing and Mo Qianxue's hands stretched too long. Their actions have seriously affected the dignity of his royal family, and he has to be removed!

Moreover, the emperor also has this intention, why not push the emperor to the front, let him set the sky and snow? Let him hide behind this and recuperate.

What did the emperor think?

He is naturally a thousand, and 10,000 people who want to get away with Qian Qianxue and Ning Shaoqing are all dead!

But now that the black wooden card is in the hands of a thousand snow, those of the Western mirrors are listening to thousands of snow, and the tens of thousands of troops are not noisy!

Thinking about this, the emperor put down the hand that rotated the finger, looked up, and looked at Zhennan Wang faintly.

"Wait, this is not an urgent matter. At this time, I will call you back to Beijing. I believe you know why."

"Nanling has always been provocatively attacked at the border three times and five times. Should you give the South King a look at the town?"

Hey!

Zhennan Wang Wenyan, immediately squatting on the ground, leaned over and embraced the fist: "The heart of the minister, the sun and the moon can be learned! Nanling dog things must not be mad for how long, until the ministers return to Nanling, they must kill their Nanling people a film Do not stay!"

After hearing such an impassioned words, the emperor’s original gloomy face had a smile.

The words of the emperor just now are just a temptation. He did not want the Zhennan Wang to attack the Nanling invaders, but he had to give him a message!

It’s like, to get the same thing, you have to be accepted by others, and this thing is very handy!

At the beginning, he stayed in the town of Nanwang, but also because he had made a vow to loyalty to him throughout his life, and he would never give birth to a rebellious heart.

"Good!" The Emperor Longxin was pleased. He got up and walked to the side of Zhennan Wang. He personally leaned over and helped the town of Nanwang.

"The emperor, this day's Qishan, but it depends on you, all depends on your children!"

Zhennan Wangzhen guards the frontier, Nanling is the main precaution. Like Western mirror, there is a country behind it. The warehouse people have the Western mirror guard, while the Nanling is the town of Wangnan.

The emperor’s words are also very clear.

Keep the south of Xinjiang. Your children and grandchildren are naturally infinitely versatile. On the contrary, even if I am a lonely blood, I will still not be soft and half-hearted!

The Zhennan Wang also heard the meaning of the emperor's concealment, suddenly holding a fist, solemnly promised: "I will follow the imperial edict!"

"Go close to the people in the West, familiar and familiar. You should not solve the problem..."

The emperor did not say that the town of Wangnan understood it, and his eyes were bright.

Is it...

*

June 12, everything is fine.

Ning Shaoqing did not have any illusions, and hoped that the so-called grandmothers and so-called nieces in the inner house would remember the things for him and arrange for him.

He mentioned to the old lady that she was given a face and greeted her, and she also had a grandchild's etiquette for her grandmother.

If she can do something about the stranger, she will not be more concerned with her. If she is still stubborn, don't blame herself for neglecting her.

No one is arrogant for him, he can only be self-involved.

Simply, he is now a Ning family owner, no one dares to refute half of everything!

Fortunately, my father is supportive.

Naturally, the Ning old family also went to explore the tone of his mother. After several times, he was swayed by the words. At this point, he still has nothing to understand.

The father and the son secretly prepared the matter for the text, and even the notice did not give the old lady a good place to arrange the article, so as not to be extravagant.

Ning Shaoqing is going to come to the ceremonial ceremony. The stranger is naturally the first to receive the news. Those in Ningfu are winding around, where does she know.

Ning Shaoqing asked her to inform her relatives and friends on the other side. Everyone was happy and happy.

The stranger is now a stranger, and there is no half-divided conflict with the stranger, but it has the meaning of faintly shielding the strange snow.

The fire saved her. He couldn’t see her personally, but he sent people to greet him. Those people were polite to her.

These are good, and there are naturally many people in the heart of the snow. Since there are no more conflicts, she is happy and unpaid.

The stranger wants to please.

Feng Jia and Jia Jia, that is basically her mother's family, and Mrs. Jia is like her, it is natural to tell.

Changmu took the opportunity to talk to the emperor and stayed in Beijing for a long time. He waited for the emperor to give her a wedding day. She saw her safely entering the door of Ningjia and how to leave.

There are also some who care about her, some of them are valuable, and there are some aspects of the forces that are all invited.

Naturally, these are handed over to the stranger to arrange.

On the early morning of the 12th, Zhuangzi was busy.

Fortunately, there are enough people on Zhuangzi, Ning Shaoqing sent, she was transferred from the government office, brought by Wang Jiacun, and some new ones.

The stranger has a heavy filial piety, but he did not come in person, but he also let several high-ranking son-in-law of the family come to help greet the guests.

The wind and dust are naturally not idle, and some male guests are also taken care of by him.

"Thousands of snow, the words of those who are next to them are not much to say. In today's capital city, there will be many expensive people. You must remember not to neglect any one, can you understand?"

Mrs. Jia and Mo Qianshui were sitting in the squatting room of a thousand snows. She took the hand of a thousand snow, and the tone of love and kindness to the stranger.

I only hate myself why I am not a strange mother of a thousand snows. If not, I will not be on this occasion. I can only tell her over and over again that I should not make a mistake, but I can’t hate myself.

This is Wen Dingli. It is a big day for both men and women to exchange Geng posts. Even if she is a dry mother, she is not very involved.

"Dry mother assured, thousands of snow to remember." To Mrs. Jia's careful ambiguity, a thousand dollars in the heart of gratitude, smile on the face, nodded.

Mrs. Jia has always known that a thousand snow is an idea, and she knows the general, and she also put down the hanging heart.

At this time, there were fifteen exulting voices coming from outside: "Miss! My grandfather is here!"

The fifteenth direction has always been a big embarrassment. She said that she did not care about going to the house. "Missy, my grandfather's battle is too big!"

Fifteen since he was a child, he was with a strange snow, and he stayed in Beijing with his childhood, and later accompanied him in the wind. For those rare things, the grand scene has also seen a lot, but he saw it for the first time. Such a big battle!

Mo Qianxue and Mrs. Jia looked at each other and did not understand the fifteenth. Where did this excitement come from?

Even if Ning Shaoqing came to the big battle, it is just an article, can I go there?

With this suspicious attitude, a thousand snows got up and helped Mrs. Jia, and the two men looked at the door together...

Call...

When Qian Qianxue suddenly widened his eyes, he couldn't believe it, and when Mrs. Jia saw such a scene, she smiled gratifiedly.

"Thousands of snow." Mrs. Jia comforted and patted the hand of a thousand thousands of snow still in the hands of the gods, laughing in the tone.

"I was still worried about how you would suffer if you marry into Ning's family in the future, but now the mother is not worried at all! It can be seen that this Ning family is really very up to you."

Yes, how can you not get to the heart, this long-awaited dowry, extending directly from Zhuangziyuan, can see this head, can not see the end.

Moreover, looking at this battle, this head went into Zhuangzi, and perhaps it has not yet entered Zhuangzi.

A sweet, shy smile in my heart.

Seeing the burning gaze that Mrs. Jia looked over, I was embarrassed by the strange snow.

"Da Niang..."

"Ha ha..."

Mrs. Jia smiled happily. This child has always been steady. It is the first time to see such a shy appearance, but it is somewhat novel.

"Is this embarrassing? The husband's family values ​​you, it is good to you! Who is young and wants to marry when he does not want his husband to be like himself, how good?"

No stranger nodded, knowing that Mrs. Jia said that they are all right, for her good.

"Miss, let's go out, and my grandfather's father, the old master of Ning's family, has come."

At this time, the first day also came in, and told the scene outside the scene with a strange snow.

I heard that the person who came from is Ning Shaoqing and the old master, but there is no high-ranking Ningjia son-in-law. Mrs. Jia is a bit weird.

But it didn't make a sound.

There are some embarrassments in my heart, and I have more concerns.

Mo Qianxue was not familiar with the ancient ceremonies, and found no strangeness. According to her thoughts, Ning Shaoqing's mother passed away. Ning Shaoqing and his father came to the following, which is very normal.

She took a deep breath and nodded to Mrs. Jia and walked out.

At this time, the heart is a little nervous.

After all, see Ning Shaoqing is always free and casual. However, seeing the Ning family father, this is really true - the big girl once on the car, tension is inevitable.

Like all ugly wives, it is also a bit timid to see the in-laws.

When I thought of my in-laws, I thought of the stubborn Ning’s old lady, who felt the pain in the temple!

The old lady... really made her drunk!

Mrs. Jia received her worries on her face early and walked up to let the thousands of snow roll her arms.

Worry is useless, Guan Jian is to be her strongest backing.

"Thousands of snow are not afraid, the dry mother is here! Today's Geng paste. If Qianxue agrees, then let the godmother hand over to you!"

Nobody in the stranger, although the stranger 棠 let a few scorpions come to take care of it, but they are not up to face.

If these women who have no status are self-satisfied with the elders of the thousands of snow, they will be handed a joke to the old home.

Mrs. Jia did not say that, the reason, the strange snow is an instant thought.

Suddenly realized, "Thanks to the mother reminder! Then please thank the mother."

"It's okay."

When the two people talked and laughed, they digested the nervous emotions of the strangers.

In the front hall, the stranger has already greeted the Ning Laojia and Ning Shaoqing sitting in the hall drinking tea.

The stranger is a person who has passed through the big world. There should be no mistakes between the two. It is comfortable but not humble.

The moment when the thousands of snow stepped into the hall, I felt a hot sight coming.

Looking up, I saw Ning Shaoqing's tenderness and looked at her with excitement.

From now on, the two of them are justified together, and they have taken another step!

No one can break him!

However, Ning Shaoqing can't think of it now. The love between them is more than Jin Jian's love. In the future, they will suffer a series of intrigues and tricks, which will make him lose a lot of snow. The whole person is simply crazy.

Naturally, that’s all about the words, not to mention.

Nowadays, when Qian Qianxue is unable to take care of it, she receives Ning Shaoqing's gaze, and suddenly she looks like a little daughter, and she is full of shyness.

Under this broad public, he does not know that there is something implicit, it is already his people, and so on...

Ning Shaoqing saw her shy appearance, and her eyes were softer, and her lips were unconsciously tilted to a perfect curvature.

Between the two, they just exchanged a look. However, the old man of Ningjia looked at the future daughter-in-law who met for the first time!

Others may not know his son, but he will not understand what he is?

Shaoqing seems to be warm and amiable, but in reality it is a very cold-hearted child. It is not too passionate about people and things.

Xie’s mask and concern year after year, Shaoyu and his **** relatives, this has earned his true heart. Of course, even if he got a true heart, he never gets too close to them.

Now, once I discover the hypocrisy behind this true heart, Shaoqing does not say that he is close, but that he has never been prejudiced in his face. It seems that in his life, there have never been two people.

When the stranger and the gentleman saw the ceremony to the old master, they went to the inner room to avoid it according to the rules.

Such an ceremonial ritual, although not contrary to ancient rituals, is really special and special.

The man is the father who exchanges the Gengtie, and the representative of the woman is the cousin who has no blood relatives.

Among the guests, there are doubts, blessings, and pure walks.

However, they are all extremely quiet.

Although this combination is very weird, the identity of both sides is there.

One is the old master of the super family, and the other is the wife of the contemporary Confucian, the lady of the emperor.

Who dares to doubt.

The old master of Ning’s family has not changed, but he nodded at the time of the thousand-year-old snow ceremony.

Mrs. Jia is a dignified face.

The lady of the three ladies is the media of the Ning family.

When the time has come, I will stand up with a light cough.

Say some necessary auspicious words, and then go through the family to exchange the etiquette of the Geng Post, then let the two officially exchange the Geng Post.

So, under the auspices of Mrs. Qi, under the witness of the guests, Mrs. Jia sent a Geng post, and Ning’s father reached out to pick up...

Ning Shaoqing smiled with joy and his eyes picked up a seam.

Tong Zijing smiled, and he sincerely hopes that his sister will be happy.

The wind and dust also laughed, although the smile was bitter, but for the snow and snow to have a good home, his heart was still happy.

Chang Mu also laughed, and the national prince is in the spirit of heaven, and he will certainly comfort himself...

A group of people, blessed, and walked through, all with a smile.

Everything is so smooth, so harmonious.

However, there was an urgent report outside.

"Not good! Big things!"