The imperial edict that had no hesitation was spread throughout the capital soon. As the emperor was in good health, Xing Tianyao was in trouble and appointed as the regent of the government launched a new round of discussions in the capital, and the news of the princess' marriage also caused an uproar in the market. Although some people blamed this move for damage to the prestige of the country, after all, the great country of Dazhao was entangled in the hatred of the two countries and could not resolve it, but seeking peace with such weak behavior as the princess' marriage was in a weak position. What's more, the regent of the government suddenly had an objection to his policy, and it was even more curious why Emperor Shengwu was in trouble, and the other princes did not move.

But some people think that this move is wise, not only eases the tension in the two countries, but also promotes a beautiful thing. Moreover, after the general's house's wedding, the rumor passed away with the wind, and the princess had nothing to do with Fu Ziwen again. Naturally, some people hope that the princess also has a better home.

However, when the people of the capital were talking a lot, the quiet imperial city was busy with this world-renowned marriage.

Compared with the bright Pingyang Palace in the past, the Pingyang Palace today is as quiet as an ice lake that has not been broken. Spring is gradually approaching, but the frost in winter has not weakened at all. What completely covers the Pingyang Palace is gloom and depression, and even the palace servants have become less lively than before.

All of this is because the main master in the palace is no longer as lively and cheerful as before, but is replaced by calmness in seeing through the world and the tranquility in accepting the arrangement of fate.

When Yu Moqing walked into Pingyang Palace, he felt a hint of coldness that was different from the past and a chilling solemn death.

Since Xing Tianyao took office in power, the palace guards were guarded by martial law, and most of the princes who owned the mansion were confined to the palace. Once they entered and left, they were closely followed and could hardly act casually. As a princess, Xing Tianxi, who had been living in the palace for a long time, became the most isolated and helpless one. Except for the empress dowager who was still resting in the harem, most of the other concubines were controlled by Xing Tianyao, especially those related to Xue, who were also implicated in the case of the robbery of Tianzhu. The second prince did not return to the palace for a long time, and Xing Tianxi lacked the greatest protection. Her existence was not just an important warning to Xing Tianyao, so now the guards outside the Pingyang Palace are tightly guarded, almost blocking everyone who wants to approach Xing Tianxi at will.

Fortunately, Yu Moqing's face was already familiar in the palace. The people stationed here were the people who were staying by Xing Tianyao for a long time. They also recognized Yu Moqing's identity and received orders earlier, so they did not set up too many obstacles and generously made way.

Yu Moqing was unobstructed all the way. When he arrived at the bedroom, he met several familiar palace maids around Xing Tianxi carrying various wedding dresses. When he saw Yu Moqing coming, he saluted one after another.

Yu Moqing nodded slightly and had already walked behind the woman in red wedding dress.

I saw the woman in the bronze mirror look like peach blossoms, her lips lightly opened, and her eyes drooped like the waves of the autumn moon, bright and charming. It’s a pity that the woman seemed to sigh in her mouth. When she heard something behind her, she suddenly looked up, and her eyes suddenly felt happy, but she also became dark, "Aqing, you are here..."

It seemed that she had been waiting for too long, as if she had expected something. Yu Moqing didn't know if she heard it wrong or hadn't seen Xing Tianxi for too long, and her ability to understand her friends had declined. But she couldn't speak yet, so she could only nod her head, with a little unbearable in her eyes.

But Xing Tianxi smiled and raised the wooden comb in front of the dressing table, "I'll try this wedding dress today, you can comb a suitable hairstyle for me."

The woman in the mirror was not at all painful or reluctant, but she felt a little calm. Yu Moqing thought it was an illusion, but she could confirm it in every way. Xing Tianxi had turned around, "A Qing?"

Yu Moqing didn't have time to guess what Xing Tianxi was trying to do, so he took the wooden comb without hesitation and started to comb from the beginning until the end of the hair, with a very serious look.
Chapter completed!