The wedding dress was as red as fire, and the jewels on her forehead complemented each other, making her face even more beautiful.

The tassel around her waist fell to her feet, and the elaborately embroidered patterns on it shone as she walked.

Wu Ya put a felt hat covered with agate, crystal and red coral on her head, chuckled softly,

"Congratulations, little princess."

She hoped that Gu Ying could live happily with the little prince forever, with her share.

"Longevity will bless those kind girls."

The sky gradually became brighter, and the voices outside the yurt became lively, full of curiosity about this bride from the Central Plains.

But the corner of Situ's mouth lowered his head, but there was a bitter smile.

She is not a kind person, how can she be blessed by the longevity?

"Ah, here comes the little prince."

The people surrounding the yurt gave way to Zhebie, all with smiles on their faces.

"It's so early, the newlyweds haven't finished dressing yet."

Seeing him in a hurry, everyone snickered, secretly lamenting the feelings between the two.

"It's okay, I'll wait for her outside."

Zhebie was dressed in red, with silver ornaments on his waist, and the tenderness of the whole world between his eyebrows and eyes.

Staring at the curtain with burning eyes, and even a little nervous.

"Heji Cha'er, quickly see if there is anything wrong with my appearance?"

After sorting out the folds that did not exist on the red coat, Tetsube was still a little worried.

His expression was full of embarrassment when he saw the girl for the first time.

Seeing the appearance of the little prince, He Chi Cha'er felt a little strange, and grinned,

"You look good like this."

don't know who is going to marry, how do feel that little prince is the one who gets married.

"Yeah, look, the bride is out."

Wu Ya helped Situ out, and the crowd instantly became commotion.

"The little princess is so handsome. It's a perfect match to stand with the little prince."

Si Tu stepped on the red carpet, with people's blessings and praise in his ears, the flowers rustled and the fragrance overflowed.

At the end of the red carpet, the young man in red was eye-catching, but very reassuring.

Tetsuby, who should have been standing at the end of the red carpet waiting for her to come, strode towards her.

Every step is full of determination, and her dark eyes are full of her figure.

"Aying, I'm here to marry you."

Holding her hands, Zhebei smiled contentedly, and the brows were filled with extreme joy.

He had never been so satisfied, having her was like having the whole world.

Holding her hand, Zhebei looked solemn and walked towards the altar where he worshipped Changshengtian.

The generals of Mengen and the Chahar tribe are also here.

When Achle saw a pair of newlyweds wearing red clothes, especially when he looked at Si Tu, he felt even more uneasy.

He really felt that he had seen Gu Ying somewhere, in that red dress.

But before he could think about it, the sound of the matouqin sounded, and then the high priest began to recite the prayer.

The etiquette in the grassland is not as cumbersome as in the Central Plains, but Zhebie added another link in order to take care of her.

The newlyweds stood in front of the altar, with the melodious sound of the harp and the blessings of the people in their ears.

"The auspicious time is here, the ceremony is up."

The high priest held a staff and looked solemn and solemn.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Zhebie took her hand and bowed to Changshengtian.

Thank you Changshengtian for letting him meet her.

"Second worship to the high hall."

The two bowed to Meng En, which made him happy, but his eyes were still a little wet.

Hey, it's a bit sad that my raised grandson is getting married like this.

"Happy husband and wife."

The two turned around and looked at each other, full of affection.

"The Central Plains ceremony is not like this, I will teach you."

Si Tu pressed his palms and fingertips against each other, and quickly lowered his eyes to cover up the struggle.

Zhebei was imitating her movements, the curvature of the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed, and his brows were dyed with joy.

The newlyweds bowed to each other, and the crowd cheered.

Entrusted by Jebe, the high priest handed the prepared concentric knot to the two newcomers in advance.

The two of them each held one side of the concentric knot and greeted everyone's blessings.

"Licheng."

It would be nice if all the endings were so happy.

With the voice of the high priest falling, the ground began to shake, and Meng En immediately noticed something was wrong.

It's the sound of hooves!

Not a few hundred, but thousands of cavalry!

"Duomo, gather all the warriors in the tribe, we have a tough battle to fight."

Meng En pulled out the big knife around his waist, his eyes were like torches, and he stared at the dust flying in front of him.

"Aon, I'm going too!"

When the tribe is in trouble, Zhebie will naturally not stand idly by.

"Protect your own woman. You, Aon, are not old enough to ask for your help."

After that, Mengen stepped on the horse and led the tribal warriors to rush up.

Seeing that Zhebie was about to leave, Si Tu quickly grabbed his sleeve, and the end of the concentric knot fell to the ground in an instant.

"Zhebei"

She was worried that swords had no eyes on the battlefield, but by staying here, at least she could keep him safe.

"I'm sorry A Ying, I can't watch A Weng go to meet the enemy alone. I've grown up and I'm going to learn to protect the tribe."

Taking the curved bow handed over by Heshi Cha'er, Zhebie got on his horse neatly, and took a deep look at Gu Ying.

"Aying, wait for me to come back."

This glance contained so much affection that Si Tu was almost unable to resist.

It wasn't until the tears fell from his cheeks that Situ recovered and murmured,

"But I can't wait for you to come back."

He must have blamed her.

Seeing that the war was coming, the people around them fled.

The big red concentric knots were trampled on until the original color could not be seen.

Seeing that Situ was still standing still, Wu Ya hurriedly dragged her.

"Little Princess, let's get out of here first!"

But Situ's eyes fell on an iron cavalry that came, shook his head and said,

"I'm sorry Aya, I have always lied to you."

Seeing this, Wu Ya was even more anxious,

"What are you talking about, get out of here."

Until she heard the clanging sound of iron horses behind her, and the sound that made her dream about.

"The last will wait for the rescue to arrive late, please forgive the third highness!"

Li Ge jumped off his horse, dressed in black armor, and blood dripped from the blade around his waist.

Wu Ya's entire body stopped for a moment, and turned around mechanically, her eyes blank.

"you, you"

Before Wu Ya could react, Situ knocked her unconscious.

After handing over the man to Li Ge, Situ put on sharp armor, stepped on the horse, and said softly,

"Leave her a life, as well as women and children, not to kill and torture."

Wu Ya said that a kind girl will always be blessed by Changshengtian, and her help can only be limited to this.

Taking the nine-pan whip handed over by his subordinate, Situ whipped his whip, and dust was scattered everywhere.

On the green grassland, a speeding red shadow flashed quickly, followed by Da Zhou's most sophisticated iron cavalry.

The two armies confronted each other, Chen Cang held the military power, the 300,000-strong army was assembled, and there was a road map.

Of course he was confident.

"Mengen Khan, this general thinks that you are also a hero. As long as you present your own head, Da Zhou will not embarrass the Chahar Department."

Their purpose has always been to gain military merit for His Royal Highness.

As for the border turmoil, Chahar's repeated provocations were all their deliberate indulgence.

From beginning to end, Chahar was the stepping stone for the Third Highness to become the Crown Prince, and a chess piece in His Majesty's hand.