The Princess of Northern Land

Lin Changting looked at the sedan, and then caught a glimpse of Lin Ziyin who was peeping, and suddenly burst into tears.

"I can guarantee that she will never suffer any injustice in the future. Otherwise, you can come to Prince Ling's Mansion and give me a good beating." Chu Suifeng also saw Lin Ziyin, then turned his face and said carefully He assured Changting, and then looked at Lin Yanzhi, "Of course you, little guy, can follow."

Yanzhi was young, and when he was coaxed, he immediately felt that he had taken advantage of him, and stood aside happily.

Lin Ziyin suddenly felt sour in her heart. Among all the people in the Lin family, she had always respected the old man, her brother-in-law, and Zige because each of them had given a lot to her and the family. But the two children, Changting and Yanzhi, are the most attached to her. Children have the purest feelings, and they know who is good to them.

Lin Ziyin did not expect that on such a special day as today, the people who would shed tears for her like a mother would actually be two children.

"Don't delay the good time of worshiping." Changshu actually felt very sad, but he was an adult, and some feelings could not be as free as that of a child. Looking at the tall pavilion, he sighed and persuaded.

Changting stared at the sedan chair for a while, then finally let it go silently.

The suona sounded immediately, and the joyous music resounded through the sky.

The sedan was finally lifted, and Chu Suifeng's wedding team quickly walked back.

The people who came to welcome the bride from the palace were really impressive and there were many of them. In addition to the dowry bearers, there were also black-armored soldiers and monks. Although they wore different clothes, they all wore red belts around their waists.

After a journey of nearly twenty miles, it only took an hour for the wedding team to come back.

Red ribbons and red lanterns are hung everywhere in the capital, creating a festive atmosphere everywhere.

Ma Zhicai stood on the top floor of the inn, looking coldly at the lively scene below. He had entered the city three days ago. Now that he has money in his hands, Mr. Yan usually won't take care of him.

When he was in Shili Village, he saw the happy faces of the villagers, and he felt sour in his heart. In a fit of anger, he came to the city and wanted to meet "his people". Unfortunately, for three days in a row, he didn't get to see him at all. people.

However, he was not discouraged and just waited in the city. He didn't care about the little money anyway.

"The prince and the princess are thousands of years old." Below the inn, many people shouted excitedly, and groups of children ran forward after the sedan chair. Fengcheng's streets were empty of people.

Chu Suifeng was in a particularly good mood. He was riding on a tall horse and looking at the people with a smile on his face. He even ordered his men to scatter the latest candies produced by the Lin family along the way.

This sultry prince has been thinking about it ever since he heard Lin Ziyin's idea. He quietly purchased all the candies recently produced by the Lin family and put them to use today.

Many businessmen stayed in Fengcheng to watch the ceremony. Some of them received candies and were quickly attracted by them. After tasting them, they discovered the business opportunities.

This silent publicity made the Lin family's candy factory famous.

When the prince got married, a phalanx of monks appeared in Ding'an Temple, which was a strange phenomenon in weddings.

King Chu and King Rui, who were standing among the guests to watch the ceremony, could not laugh.

Ding'an Temple knew that they were officials sent by the court to represent the majesty of the emperor, but they still sent monks today. To put it nicely, Ding'an Temple sent eminent monks to add blessings, but in fact, these monks represented the attitude of Ding'an Temple.

The monks fully supported Chu Suifeng, and the imperial court could only be ranked second in their eyes.