Early in the morning of the wedding, Xue Huaian led a group of Qin officials to the Northern Yuan Palace early to welcome the bride today. After all, the Qin delegation was considered the master. Gusa Heiyun had already informed Xue Huaian yesterday. Today, there will not only be many officials and nobles from Xiliang to attend the wedding, but also, according to the customs of Xiliang, before going to marry the bride, the woman will send a team to send the dowry in advance.

Xuanyuan Shengcai mobilized all his guards, except for some of them being responsible for guarding public security, and took out half to serve tea and water to serve guests.

As soon as the sky was dawn, Xue Huaian and others had already arrived at the Prince's Mansion of the North Court. Soon a team from the Nashi tribe brought the dowry first. The dowry sent this time was actually mainly the daily necessities of Qiluotalange and some things prepared according to the customs of the Western Liang Dynasty. Xue Huaian asked him to take them into the Prince's Mansion first.

Chu Huan naturally got up very early. The ceremonial official Gusa Heiyun had already sent the groom's costume yesterday, which was a dress with distinctive Western Liang characteristics. Although Xue Huaian also proposed whether to hold the wedding in accordance with the customs of the Central Plains, according to Gusa Heiyun, in fact, the wedding of the Xiliang nobles had imitated some traditions of Central Plains culture, especially in Qingluo City. Many details were almost exactly the same as that of the Central Plains. As for the groom wearing the Western Liang dress, according to the ceremonial official, this marriage was held in the royal capital of the Western Liang, and it was always necessary to follow the customs. If Chu Huan put on the Qin costume to welcome the ceremonial prince, the people of Xiliang who passed along the way would inevitably feel disgusted.

Xue Huaian only hoped that the marriage would be completed soon, and then met King Xiliang earlier and completed all the things that should be done. Returning to Qin earlier was a big deal. Since Gusa Heiyun said this, he would no longer insist.

Chu Huan was not concerned about the matter preparing for the wedding. At this point, he was still thinking about it. He would get married first. What he is thinking about now is how to bring Qi Luo back to Qin after the wedding.

Just after breakfast, the great ceremonial officer had already led a group of people, including fifty maids, fifty servants, and thirty chefs to help with the chefs, and was going to hold today's wedding banquet.

The lobby of the North Court Palace is extremely wide, and there is also a huge main courtyard. Tables and chairs can be placed inside and outside the hall to hold wedding banquets and entertain guests.

In fact, the preparations for the entire Beiyuan Palace were ready, and the wine, food and other items used to buy wedding banquets were prepared in advance.

After Gusa Heiyun came, he got together with Xue Huaian in a familiar way and urged Xue Huaian to ask Chu Huan to prepare earlier and must arrive at the place where the bride lives at noon and marry the bride.

The Northern Court Palace and the bride's mansion are really a journey, and it takes some time to go back and forth. Xue Huaian immediately asked someone to wait for Chu Huan to dress up and lead a wedding team to welcome the bride.

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Shibguli was wearing his clothes today, and there were people coming and going in the mansion. Although the wedding was held in a bit hasty, after a few days of busyness, everything was prepared very well.

Although he had not talked to Qiluo in person again in the past two days, he had also secretly visited him several times. When he saw Qiluo calm in the house, he felt at ease.

He was naturally well aware of the marriage customs of Xiliang. In the morning, he sent someone to send a dowry prepared for Qiluo. He knew that Chu Huan's wedding team would definitely feel it at noon. Qiluo is the princess of the Jin Shi clan. She wants to marry out to be a bride today. Even if it is not for Qiluo and for the face of the Shi tribe, the bride must dress up well.

In addition to the bride's dress that was urgently made, the high-quality rouge and water powder sold in Zhongyuan were all ready. After breakfast, Shibguli sent several familiar maids to dress up for Qiluo. Although it was two hours before noon, it was not long to dress up the bride carefully.

Zhuo Yanlun, Sohab Yuanqing and other members of the Gulaqin clan leader who came to Beijing came here early in the morning. The wedding of Qiluotalange was not only Shiboguli, but also the major affairs of the entire Gulaqin prairie tribe. These Gulaqin clan leader naturally had to handle all matters.

In addition to the Gulaqin clan leader who accompanied him this time, there were also some Gulaqin officials who were already officials in the royal capital, so they naturally came here early.

These officials came from various tribes of Gulaqin, and also had direct relatives of Shiboguli. Although they were Gulaqin's blood relatives, they all served as officials in the Qingluo Royal City. However, after Mahazang led the Gulaqin's troops to raise an army, these people were all imprisoned and imprisoned by Mahara in the name of Gulaqin's grassland rebellion, and some of them had even been killed. After Mahazang returned to Beijing this time, he immediately released these officials and restored his post.

Their marriage from Gulaqin Prairie, is naturally closely related to them, and they must come to help.

In the main hall, Zhuo Yanlun, Sohab Yuanliang and others accompanied Naboguli to talk and laugh. This was a happy day. Not only was Naboguli wearing a grand dress, but Zhuo Yanlun and others also wore gorgeous clothes. During the conversation, everyone had to congratulate Naboguli on having a good son-in-law. The officials who stayed in the capital for their life after the disaster naturally praised this time, led by the great prince and the great team leader, to quell the Mahara rebellion in one fell swoop, and even said that the Gulaqin grassland ushered in the brightest moment.

While talking and greeting, he suddenly saw a servant coming from behind, with a look of horror on his face. He didn't care that the many patriarchs in the main hall were talking and laughing. He knelt down in the hall and said tremblingly: "Captain, what happened... a big thing happened..."

Seeing the man's face pale, he looked panicked, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yes... it's Talanger..." The man looked around and saw that the clan leader was staring at him, and he was even more nervous, but he was not stupid. He did not speak in public, but got up and bent his body, walked to Shibguli, and whispered a few words.

The expression of Shibguli changed drastically. He stood up suddenly, and he didn't care about the patriarchs present and quickly walked out of the lobby.

When the patriarchs saw the Shibguli's expression, they knew that something big happened.

Since his youth, Shibgulida was a famous warrior on the Gulaqin grassland. He was regarded as an iron-like man. No matter what difficulties he encountered, the Golden Clan leader had never been afraid.

But at that moment just now, an extremely rare look of fear appeared on Shiboguli's face. Dozens of people in the hall looked at each other. Although they knew something big was happening, no one knew what was going on.

Shibguli was anxious at this time. He hurried to Qiluo's place. The door was opened and Qiluo's cold voice came from inside the room: "Don't come close to anyone, if anyone comes, I will kill him with one knife!"

Shibguli walked to the door and looked inside. He saw seven or eight maids in the room, all of whom were extremely frightened. At this moment, Qiluo was standing next to a screen, dressed in messy clothes and pale face. She was holding a scimitar in her left hand, but her right hand was covered in blood, her arms were covered in blood, and even her clothes were covered in blood.

Na Shibguli was extremely frightened and rushed in with a quick step. Qiluo had already said sternly: "Don't come here!"

Then Sbguli snapped, "What are you doing?"

"Father, you have no choice but to give Chu Huan, nor have you given me a path." Qi Luo said sadly: "I have thought that if you do what you said and turn a marriage into a conspiracy, then I have betrayed my love. If Brother Huan understands it in the future, he will definitely not forgive me. I like him, so I can only do this... Father, I'm sorry..."

"Put down the knife!" Shiboguli approached two more steps, "Qilao, put down the knife quickly!"

"If I marry him, he will be trapped by you." Qiluo said resolutely: "Only if I die, this marriage cannot go smoothly. He is not the prince-consort, so there is no reason for you to trap him!"

"Don't." Shiboguli saw that Qiluo's hands were covered with blood and his wrist was cut open. He knew that if this continued, Qiluo would die due to excessive blood loss, and was anxious and annoyed: "Do you think that doing this can save Chu Huan? Qiluo, why are you so confused? Do you think it was my father's idea? Do you think this is just the meaning of the eldest prince? Chu Huan knows that there are too many things in our Xiliang. Even if the eldest prince lets him go, even if I let him go, will those patriarchs, let a person who knows the inside story of our Xiliang leave?"

Qiluo's snow-white teeth bit his lips, and Shiboguli sighed: "Child, if you really want to save Chu Huan, you can't do this. Only when you marry him can he have a chance to live safely, otherwise... Chu Huan will be even more dangerous."

Qiluo's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"If he was not the prince-consort, he had nothing to do with me, Daxiliang, and they would not let him go." Na Shiboguli said: "If you marry him, his prince-consort is to protect his armor." He stretched out his hand, "Child, give me the knife, don't do stupid things, even if it's not for me, not for Gulaqin, just for Chu Huan, you can't die..." He looked cold, "If you die because of him, do you think I will let him go? Will he leave alive?"

Qiluo said sadly: "Father, what should I do? What should I do?" Her voice was so sad, and Shiboguli sighed: "Child, if he really cannot betray his hometown and cannot build a career for me, Daxiliang, my father here promises you that I will let you live safely on the land granted...!"

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It was sunny and it was a good day today.

Chu Huan rode a flaming thunder and fire kirin, wearing colorful groom's uniform, and leading a long wedding team. He had left the North Courtyard Prince's Mansion and was coming to Nashiboguli.

Unlike the groom in the Central Plains who marry the bride, although they are also carrying a wedding team, the custom of the Western Liang Dynasty is that the groom has to carry a bow and arrow, and there are only three arrows in the arrow box.

These three arrows have great ideas. When they reach the mansion where the bride is located, they will shoot these three arrows and three arrows before they can marry the bride away.

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