Chapter 541 The Concubine's Rebirth 93

Zhang Junshi looked at the closed door and sighed a long time, "Prepare for the wedding."

He could see clearly the affection between Bei Yutang and the general.

She was so caring, why didn't he fulfill them.

After the other soldiers heard it, they all understood. Everyone started to prepare for the wedding. The city lord's mansion went up and down, removed the white cloth, replaced it with a red cloth, and pasted the big red happy words on the doors and windows.

The people of Chishui City also learned about this, and they hung red lanterns in front of the door.

In the palace, Feng Linyuan looked at the letter in his hand, couldn't calm down the emotions in his heart for a long time, and put it down after a while.

"You can leave for Chishui City." Feng Linyuan ordered.

Little Third Eunuch responded with a hurried order.

Soon the people in the Peking Marquis Mansion knew about it, and the princes and nobles who followed the entire Shangjing knew about it, and then the entire Shangjing people knew about it.

They worshiped the general, the god of war, and their revered regent was about to get married in Chishui City, the first beauty of the Da Duan Dynasty, but no one was happy because their patron saint could no longer protect them.

The princes and nobles of Shangjing followed Feng Linyuan's footsteps to Chishui City.

The people near Chishui City came to participate in this grand marriage ceremony one after another.

On that day, the sky was clear and long, and the long line to welcome the bride had been lined up from the street to the end of the street, carrying boxes of dowries, like flowing water, passing in front of people's eyes.

This is the real red makeup.

This is a grand wedding. The officiant is the emperor of today, and the guests are all the dignitaries of the Deduan Dynasty and the people of Chishui City. It should have been a lively scene of laughter, but only the sound of blowing and beating could be heard, and everyone was quiet. waiting.

"Welcome the bride."

With the loud voice of the bridegroom, Bei Yutang, who was wearing a red wedding dress, walked slowly and walked into the wedding hall step by step. Bei Yutang held the red rope in her hand, but the other half who was supposed to be holding it was not there. There was only a portrait in red.

That painting was painted by Bei Yutang himself, stroke by stroke.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Bei Yutang bowed to the outside.

"Second worship to the Holy Spirit."

Once again, he bowed to Feng Linyuan who was sitting on the wedding seat.

"Happy husband and wife."

Bei Yutang looked at the person in the painting, dazed, as if he was standing in front of her in a trance, wearing a red groom's suit, smiling at her.

The people around saw Bei Yutang staring blankly at the painting, her eyes tender and affectionate.

At that moment, everyone around seemed to see Jun Wushang wearing a red wedding dress.

Bei Yutang smiled at Yan Ran, bent down, and the person opposite also bent down. The heads of the two touched each other lightly, and it felt too real, so real that she forgot the time and everything.

Bei Yutang raised her head in surprise and looked at him stupidly, "I thought you broke your promise."

Jun Wushang didn't speak, just looked at her with a smile.

When she stretched out her hand to touch him, the scene in front of her was like a broken lens, which shattered and turned into foam in the air.

The surrounding scene returned to its original state, and everyone at this time also woke up in a trance, and saw Bei Yutang's hand, gently rubbing the portrait.

When Feng Linyuan saw this scene, there was a sour taste on the tip of his nose, and there was a tear in the bottom of his eyes.

It is he who is sorry for them, sorry for Uncle Jun.

At that time, the imperial decree should be changed so that they can get married.