"That's ......," the two didn't dare to talk nonsense. Wang Xian sighed and said: "Actually, I just wanted to deal with them, saying that I could take Baoyin Beiji back to Beijing and Emperor Yuming remarry, so that I could also help his brother and sister escape, and I didn't have to mess with this body." ”

"That's a good dare." The two asked, "Why can't you wait?" ”

"It's not that I can't wait, it's Mahamu." Wang Xian said helplessly: "He refuses to have variables, he doesn't listen to me at all, he has to get married, saying that the customs are like this, and I can go back and do it again." ”

"It seems that my lord's marriage is indispensable." The two laughed: "If this is a crime, I'm afraid that men all over the world will fight for it." ”

"Shall we change?" Wang Xianbai glanced at the two and instructed Wu Weidao: "Tell Tuohuan to go, saying that His Royal Highness will not wear their wedding robe, either sew a Han family robe, or I will wear this." ”

"Yes." Wu Wei got up and went out to pass the word.

Compared with the obscene atmosphere in Wang Xian's tent, there is a helpless and obscene atmosphere, and in the gorgeous sweat tent of Ariba, it is pure sadness.

Bao Yin Qiqige sat there, still wearing a veil on her head, not to hide her face, but not to let people see that she was weeping. The elder brother on the side replied with shame: "Sister, don't be sad, in fact, this is just a play, we won't take it seriously, and the Han man won't take it seriously." ”

"There are some things that you can't care about if you don't take them seriously." Bao Yin shook his head and said gloomily: "Since I was sensible, I have been looking forward to my wedding, hoping that there will be a hero of the world, riding a snow-white steed, stepping on flowers all over the ground, coming to my camp tent, singing the most beautiful love songs..."

"Alas......" Ariba said angrily, "Brother promises, when you really get married, I will definitely find you a hero of the world, let him ride a white horse, step on flowers, and sing the most beautiful love songs......"

"No need, the dream is broken." Baoyin Qiqige shook his head and laughed miserably: "Lies are like snow lions near the fire, but how vivid they are, they will soon dissipate." When the time comes, I will become the laughing stock of the grassland, and what heroes will be crumbled against me? ”

"Alas......" Ariba knew that what his sister said was true, and soon the truth was revealed, and people knew that the grandson married by the Mongolian princess was actually a fake, and I don't know how to laugh at Baoyin? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh guiltily again: "It was my brother who hurt you." ”

"No, I volunteered. For the sake of the life and death of the Borzigit, what is my sacrifice? Bao Yin lifted the veil, wiped the tears with the back of his hand, calmed down and said, "Take it."

"What?"

"The antidote from that bastard." Bao Yin Qi Qi Ge said.

"Sister, it's better not to use it yet," Ariba frowned, "Restoring your original appearance will bring you more danger." ”

"He doesn't have that ability yet" Baoyin snorted, her eyes instantly confused: "I'm just for myself, a once-in-a-lifetime wedding, I can't be too wronged by myself......" After saying the most, her gaze re-firmed, and her eyes were shining like jewels.

Ariba had no choice but to hand the small medicine bottle that Wang Xian had sent to the maid Sana, and sighed and went out.

Sana poured out the powder, mixed it with warm water, and mixed it into a basin of powdered liquid. She couldn't help but be a little worried, so she tried it on her face first, but she didn't feel anything unusual, and then she brought it over and dipped it in a cotton cloth and carefully wiped it for Begi. I saw that a magical scene was born, and the place that had been wiped faded away from the stubborn earthy yellow sè, and her white skin as jade was restored. And it's more glossy than before, shiny and springy like a baby.

After Baoyin Qiqige's skin was completely restored to its original sè, Sana was stunned, and only after a while did she remember to bring a mirror to Begi, and said with tears: "Begi looks even more beautiful than before." ”

Bao Yin looked at the beauty in the mirror with condensed skin and slender eyebrows, and she was a little like a world away, and said quietly for a while: "I will take care of them and not hurt them forever." ”

"......" Sana was stunned, not knowing what Lu Dao Beiji said.

"Let me drink and have fun, so that I will not be sad forever." Bao Yin's voice was low, and her beautiful eyes were full of moisture.

The next day, it was His Royal Highness the Great Ming Dynasty, who married the Mongolian princess. Wang Xian and they are not surprised that the Mongolian wedding is far simpler than that of the Central Plains. But to their surprise, Mongolian weddings are closer to ancient rites than Ming Dynasty weddings...... For example, their wedding was held at dusk, and the "Book of Rites" calls the wedding a dusk ceremony, precisely because chūn is a ceremony to marry a wife at dusk in the autumn season. But after the Tang Dynasty, the Central Plains all got married during the day, but the Yidi in the eyes of the Central Plains people still adhered to the ancient etiquette

However, during the day, the camp was also full of joy and enthusiasm, and the Warats, who were good at singing and dancing, loved to be lively, sang and danced around the tent of the bride and groom, and were accompanied by various musical instruments, just like a grand festival.

At dusk, Wang Xian came out of the tent, he did not wear the Mongol dress, but a crimson gauze robe, wearing a gold crown, a jade belt around the waist, and he insisted on not wearing the Mongol dress, but he was sad about Mahamu and his son. Although it was two grades lower than Taisun Fusè, Wang Xian finally reluctantly accepted it.

As matchmakers and best men, Tuhuan and Wu Wei and others also wore costumes and surrounded him in front of Mahamu.

Ma Hamu did not wear the royal clothes given by the Ming Dynasty, but wore the traditional quality sun clothes, looking at Wang Xian with a smile. At this time, a maid brought the tray, Mahamu raised the wine glass, Wang Xian had to raise one, and the Mongols began to sing the marriage song. Of course, Wang Xian didn't understand, but fortunately, there was a whispered translation of Dehuan:

"The wedding handed down by Genghis Khan is our happiest time, let us sing indulgently on the vast grassland, and be happy for a long ......time."

'If I were really the grandson of the Ming Dynasty, I would really feel humiliated,,' Wang Xian said secretly: 'It's a pity that I'm not, so I don't feel it at all.' When the Warats had finished singing, he drank it all with a smile on his face, and then, surrounded by the crowd, he mounted his horse and circled the camp first, and then went to the woman's house...... Wang Xian didn't understand it at the time, obviously the woman's yurt was also in the camp, so she just raised her feet and arrived, why did she have to ride a horse around it?

"It's our Mongolian tradition to ride horses to greet our relatives," explains with a wry smile, "and if you let them go, they won't." ”

"I see." Wang Xian nodded, understood.

When I got to the ground, I saw that the yurt where the bride was located was closed, and the young men and women of the Borzigit department formed a semicircle in front of the door, as if they were refusing to marry. The matchmaker had no choice but to step forward and say: "Today is the Zodiac auspicious, and we are marrying according to the marriage contract." ”

The woman's family blocked the door as usual, asked loudly in Mongolian folk songs, and asked the man to answer in singing, and the two sides came and went, singing happily, and Wang Xian, the groom, became a bystander. waited for the woman's questions, and the man answered them all fluently, and then opened the door and invited the groom and the wedding team in. From beginning to end, Wang Xian didn't know how to answer for himself and the gang of people who were dehuan......

After the groom enters the house, he first worships the Buddha and the god of fire, and then presents gifts to the bride's parents and greets him. Bao Yin Qiqige's parents died early, and other relatives couldn't come for a while, so the only parent was Tariba. He didn't have a high quality today, but he just said a few words, and then he came as a guest, took a seat, and entertained him with a sumptuous whole sheep wine.

The woman's clansmen rushed to pour the groom's wine, although Wang Xian had a hangover pill as a base, but the result of the car ** battle was dizzy and weak. At this time, the real trick began, and the bridegroom was served a boiled neck of the sheep, and he was asked to break the neck of the sheep in the middle, saying that he wanted to test whether the bridegroom had the strength to hold the bride.

Wang Xian asked Tuhuan, this is also a custom? Tuhuan nodded, saying that if you want to marry a bride, you have to pass this pass.

Wang Xian rolled his eyes secretly, then I won't marry, okay? It's just that halfway through this play, he has to play it anyway, he had to pick up the sheep's neck with both hands and break it hard, who knows that he tried his best, so that he was sweating profusely and didn't move, which made a big laugh in the yurt, and the woman took the opportunity to sarcastically mock the groom with spicy and mean words, but it's a pity...... Wang Xian didn't understand a word.

After exerting his strength for a while, he felt that something was wrong, so he took the sheep's head and turned it over and over to take a look, and groped for it, and really let him find a red willow stick from the bone marrow of the sheep's neck. Suddenly, no wonder it didn't move. When you break it again, it is easy to break the neck of the sheep...... I can't help but sigh secretly, drinking and making mistakes, I didn't show up until this time, I really shouldn't have been.

He felt that it was too slow, but the Mongols felt that it was too fast, and before he could make a good mockery of him, he replied to Ripa and asked, "Have you told him about the doorway?" "Of course, it's Mongolian.

Tuhuan shook his head and said, "I'm also waiting to see his jokes." ”

"Then he showed up so soon......" Ariba couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, this Han man is really smart, if he can really be Baoyin's husband, it is actually not bad. Then he whispered, "Invite Begi." ”

Under the expectation of everyone, the maid helped out the bride, and everyone saw a beautiful woman who was like a beautiful woman with autumn waves and a beautiful woman like Luoshen out of the water. She was wearing a gorgeous Mongolian robe with pink sè inlaid with water red edges, with an apricot yellow tassel on the belt around her waist, embellished with a sparkling emerald gemstone, a jade bracelet with a bright wrist, and long riding boots...... What's more, under the reflection of the red sè robe, her coquettish face with exotic style is so white and snowy, and it is no longer the strange sè from a while ago......

The yurt was quiet, and everyone was immersed in the soul-moving beauty of Baoyin Qiqige, and they felt like they were about to suffocate...... Sure enough, let the grandson of the Ming Dynasty pick up a big bargain.