The city of Chang'an was decorated with red lights and colorful lights everywhere. Everyone knew that the prince was getting married today.
The lama's voice came from far away, and people rushed to look, only to see a small red dot coming from a distance little by little.
It is the wedding team.
People crowded in from both sides to the middle, and the man on the Himalaya watched all this indifferently, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
The prince turned his face sideways and asked Xiao Si below: "How long will it take..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a voice.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" It was a young man in red. The sharp-eyed man was startled when he took a closer look. He hurriedly whispered to the person next to him, "That boy and the Crown Prince seem to be wearing the same clothes."
The person on the Himalaya looked at him, his eyes couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and his mouth couldn't help but curve in a small arc.
The guards on both sides were so frightened when they saw this situation that they disrupted the wedding procession. This is a serious crime of beheading!
The prince spoke slowly: "Everyone be quiet."
For a moment, everyone fell silent, not daring to express their anger.
"No offense, Xiaosheng," the boy in red raised his head and said. "It's just that Xiaosheng has three thousand taels of gold and three thousand pearls, jade and agate as a betrothal gift. The prince will see what Xiaosheng does."
The people on the horse looked at the young man in red and said, "Very good, but this is not a betrothal gift, but... A dowry."