Jing Yi, oh, Jing Yi! You're in too much of a hurry!
An hour later, the bride arrived at Prince Yi's estate.
Jing Yi was dressed in bright red and stood at the door to welcome the bride.
After the child landed, he went forward and kicked the door open, welcoming the bride down.
Between the two of them was a red ribbon.
Under the red veil, Ji Muqing could only hear the beating of gongs and drums. She was in a daze and could only follow the matchmaker to enter Prince Yi's estate amidst the congratulations of the crowd. She stepped over the doorsill.
In a daze, she bowed to the bridal chamber and followed the matchmaker to the bridal chamber. He told her to sit on the bed without moving and not to remove the veil.
To wait for Prince Yi.
She nodded obediently.
With the sound of the door closing, she was left alone in the room. She opened her eyes and could only see her own feet.
The beating of gongs and drums outside had also temporarily stopped. She could only hear the sound of the wind blowing on the window.
Just like her current mood, it swayed left and right, restless.
Even though the matchmaker had told her many times what to do during the bridal chamber, her mind was now blank and she couldn't think of anything.
As she thought about it, she became even more nervous. Her heart seemed to be jumping up to her throat.
Outside, fireworks were set off, one after another shooting into the sky.
The inky sky was blown into a myriad of colors.
It was so lively.
Not just Prince Yi's estate, but the entire Imperial Palace was also in a festive mood, decorated with lanterns and streamers, and playing gongs and drums.
The sky was also filled with fireworks.
The palace maids and eunuchs were overjoyed. They risked being scolded by their masters and ran to the firework pond to watch.
However, the dilapidated Tongren Hall was a stark contrast to the joyous scene outside.
Jing Xian stood in the courtyard with a cloak draped over his shoulders, looking up at the exploding fireworks in the sky.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he last saw fireworks, or even the last time he heard the joyous beating of gongs and drums.
The exploding fireworks lit up the entire sky, and the light seemed to penetrate the depths of his eyes.
Bright and beautiful.
It had to be said that Jing Xian was an extremely handsome man, even more handsome than Jing Rong. His eyes, especially, were warm and deep. Although they were sickly, they didn't seem lifeless. Instead, they were like a warm stream. If one stared at them for too long, it would cause ripples in one's heart.
Boom!
Another firework exploded!
A smile gradually appeared on his lips, but it also seemed somewhat desolate.
Bi Lu came over and stood beside him in silence.
They accompanied each other for a long time.
The corners of Jing Xian's mouth curled up slightly as he said in a soft voice, "Prince Yi's wedding is so lively. Outside, the red makeup is ten li wide, and the procession must be very long. There are people carrying the bride, some carrying the wedding gifts, some beating the gongs and drums, and some smiling from ear to ear. The matchmaker will support the bride all the way into the residence, and they will kowtow three times in the hall for the wedding night."
It was as if he had been there in person.
Bi Lu replied, "Yes, it is indeed very lively outside. Not only is Prince Yi's Estate bustling, but the palace is also bustling. Many palace maids and eunuchs have gone to the Smoke Pond to watch the fireworks. The Imperial Garden is even livelier. Your Highness, do you want to go take a look?"
"Look? How? "He laughed at himself." Did you help me to see it? Or push me to see it? If I fainted halfway through, wouldn't I have to trouble someone to carry me back? When the time comes, I'll spoil everyone's mood and disturb Imperial Father. Won't I be a sinner then? "
Jing Xian laughed.
Who would talk about themselves like that?
Bi Lu hurriedly said, "Your Highness's body is much better now. With Young Master Mo's medicine, I believe that Your Highness will recover soon."
"You've been saying this for fourteen years. “
"This servant …"
"Alright, you don't have to comfort me anymore. I know my own body's condition very well. It's useless for you to keep saying all these things. If I'm going to die, even the gods can't save me." Jing Xian's tone was cold.
Bi Lu sighed, his eyes full of heartache, but he didn't say anything else. He stood silently at the side and continued to watch the fireworks with Jing Xian.
Not long after, a gust of wind blew through the courtyard.
"Your Highness, why don't you go inside? It's late at night and the wind is strong. It won't be good if you catch a cold. "
"I'm fine." Jing Xian shook his head. "The palace hasn't been this lively in a long time. I want to see it for a while longer. If I don't enjoy it today, I may not have the chance in the future."
Jing Xian might even die after watching it tonight.
In any case, Jing Xian had always held this attitude. Every day he lived was one day!
Bi Lu replied, "Yes, this servant will accompany you here."
The two of them stood outside, one in front and one behind.
After a long time, Jing Xian suddenly said softly, "This time, Prince Yi will marry the Ji family's di daughter. In the future, his position will be even more secure."
"What did Your Highness say?"
"Nothing."
Bi Lu sighed. "When Your Highness leaves the palace, you will be able to marry the Princess Consort. At that time, you will have a companion by your side."
Haha.
Jing Xian laughed.
He had been imprisoned in the palace for fourteen years and had long gotten used to the feeling of solitude. Being alone was much more comfortable than being surrounded by those monsters.
"I've long gotten used to living a miserable life. Who is who has nothing to do with me. Who gets what has nothing to do with me. It doesn't matter if I have a companion or not. On the contrary, if I can die in this Tongren Hall, it would be a wonderful thing!"
Hearing this, Bi Lu hurriedly spat a few times. "Your Highness, please don't speak nonsense. Your Highness will definitely live to a hundred years old. When you recover from your illness, the Emperor will order for Your Highness to leave the palace."
"It doesn't matter whether I leave the palace or not." He sighed and looked at the sky full of fireworks. Then, he turned to Bi Lu. "Is there anything good in the hall?"
"What do you mean, Your Highness?"
"To give it to someone."
"This … No."
Tongren Hall was probably the poorest place in the entire palace. It was even poorer than the Cold Palace.
The only thing it couldn't do without was charcoal. Years ago, the Emperor had ordered that Tongren Hall could be cut off from everything except for charcoal.
But other than charcoal, there was nothing else that was presentable.
Jing Xian thought about it carefully. "Right, go and pack up the set of 'Four Treasures of the Study' in my room."
"Your Highness wants …?"
"To send it to Prince Yi's estate as a congratulatory gift. How can I not send a gift to my Imperial Brother's wedding?"
Bi Lu was shocked. "That set of 'Four Treasures of the Study' is Your Highness's favorite. This …"
"So what if it's my favorite? Just send it. That's the only thing I have that's presentable. "
Sigh …
Bi Lu's shoulders slumped. He had no choice but to agree and enter the room to pack the things.
Jing Xian wrapped the cloak around himself. His originally gentle eyes suddenly darkened.
"Jing Yi, oh Jing Yi! You're in too much of a hurry. "
… …
The gift that Bi Lu had sent to deliver to Prince Yi's estate was directly thrown into the room where the gifts were kept.
There were too many things inside and it fell to the ground.
Someone even kicked it twice.
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