Is the female supporting role too attractive? The boss can't stand it!

The next day, Princess Jing'an waited uneasily in her mansion for her father's order.

When the sun rose and the first ray of light appeared in the courtyard, a decree came from the palace.

After the emperor's personal eunuch read out the decree, Princess Jing'an had not yet recovered from the surprise.

"Princess, please accept the order."

When the emperor woke up, he changed his mind and was about to send someone to find the envoy.

Unexpectedly, when the envoy asked to see him, he was still talking about the marriage, but this time he changed his tone.

Not wanting to get married, but signing an agreement.

The emperor was overjoyed and quickly summoned his ministers to discuss the specific contents of the agreement.

By the way, he ordered the personal eunuch to go to the princess's mansion to announce the decree, just to make Jing'an feel at ease.

With the imperial edict in her hand, Princess Jing'an still felt unreal.

"Thank you father-in-law."

Princess Jing'an stood up with the help of her maid, who very wisely stuffed a purse into the eunuch's purse.

The eunuch smiled broadly and put his purse into his sleeve without being polite.

"Princess Jing'an, you have to take the initiative to thank me this time. The Emperor was also in a difficult position before."

Princess Jing'an nodded in agreement, and her face turned cold after watching the eunuch leave.

"They say that my father loves me, but why didn't he reject the marriage proposal immediately?"

She sneered and turned around, throwing the imperial edict to the housekeeper, "In the end, there is no difference between Shen Yushan and I."

When interests were not involved, her father could pamper her like a kitten or puppy, but when it came to the court's interests, she was even worse than Shen Yushan.

"Princess, do you still need to prepare those things?"

As for what was agreed yesterday, Princess Jing'an's thoughts are currently unknown.

Jing'an stopped where he was and wrote lightly: "Prepare all the birthday gifts from last year and send them to the Third Prince."

"Yes, princess."

Song Ruohuai wakes up later and later, and without spiritual support, he always looks sleepy.

The housekeeper collected everything in the warehouse, and he was very busy.

I think it is a good thing to be friends with Princess Jing'an, and the housekeeper is happy to see it happen.

Xiaobao also helped, and it didn't smile until everything was put in.

"Owner?"

Xiaobao ran in and saw his master waking up, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Song Ruohuai moved his muscles and felt that the spiritual energy in the spiritual platform was scarce.

Xiaobao naturally sensed this situation and looked at him worriedly.

"Master, why don't you and Miss Gu sleep together?"

There is a willow tree in Gu Yixin's body, which can solve this problem. He kills two birds with one stone, why not?

Song Ruohuai stood up slowly, put on his clothes and tied his belt.

"You talk too much."

Xiaobao kept silent and thought of another thing, so he couldn't wait to speak: "Yinyue Pan is in the house. Princess Jing'an is still very trustworthy."

"By the way, Master, how did you make the envoy give up the idea of ​​​​making peace with the Wei Dynasty?"

Song Ruohuai had already gone out and sat down in the courtyard. The butler brought the food.

He ate slowly and did not answer Xiaobao's questions.

This matter couldn't be easier. Ru Meng told the envoy that the Wei Dynasty still had eight years left.

The envoy will naturally withdraw from the engagement, and it would be unreasonable to start a fight.

Xiaobao asked again: "Then you will start the Buddha's speech today?"

"I'm afraid not."

Songruohuai put green vegetables into his mouth. His taste is light and he can eat anything.

Unlike Gu Yixin, if she had to cut back or make do with her food, she could talk about it all the way or even use it as an excuse not to eat.

"why?"

Song Ruohuai lowered his eyes and said: "My spiritual power is not enough, let's wait until tomorrow."

Xiaobao said "Oh" a little disappointed, "I don't know what Miss Gu is doing."

"You miss her very much?"

"Don't master miss her?"

How to answer this sentence? No wonder it feels inappropriate...

Song Ruohuai could only sigh, "Aren't you afraid that she will remember and want to take ginseng tonic soup?"

"Miss Gu can't do that!"

Song Ruohuai: "..."

After a moment of silence, Song Ruohuai asked about Yu Huai. After Xiaobao told him the situation, Song Ruohuai was a little suspicious.

"understood."

Xiaobao didn't ask any more questions and placed the silver moon disk on the table, an ordinary magic weapon.

The strange thing about the magic weapon is that it can make the moon come out of the disk on a moonless night.

With this magical weapon, he can successfully open the Buddha's words and urge Tianzhu to retrieve Gu Yixin's memory.

Song Ruohuai looked at the silver moon plate. A plate, if you don't distinguish it carefully, it may be mistaken for an ordinary dish.

Today is the sixth day of the lunar month, and the moon hangs high above our heads.

Gu Yixin found the box, and after Rong Le opened it, he saw a patch of red.

The bright red wedding dress appeared in front of him, and all Yu Huai's expectations were sealed and gathered dust.

Together with her desire to marry Chu Hengyan, it seemed that she had been covered in dust.

"Miss, you embroidered this wedding dress yourself. It's a pity that such a beautiful wedding dress is missing."

No one moved under the lamp. Gu Yixin looked at the wedding dress. Oh my God! This is not a wedding dress embroidered by her. How could she marry in a wedding dress embroidered by Yu Huai?

Fortunately, she was well prepared and went to Furong Building to buy a ready-made wedding dress on the day she returned to Beijing.

"Miss, do you want to take it out?"

Gu Yixin shook his head, "Seal the box. Don't touch these things again without my permission."

Rong Le was quite surprised, thinking that it might be Chu Hengyan's fault, which made the young lady sad. He did not dare to say anything more, and nodded in agreement: "I understand, this slave."

She was going to get married in a few hours, and Gu Yixin felt sad inside.

Lying at the window and looking at the moon, I didn't know how I felt for a moment.

What came to her mind was not Chu Hengyan, but Song Ruohuai.

In Hanshan Temple, the sound of knocking wooden fish continued until late at night. It was not until the host knocked on the door that the movement inside stopped.

"Shi Yuan, have you really let go of the past?"

The person sitting cross-legged on the futon slowly opened his eyes, his eyes clear.

"My whole life is to understand Buddhism. Everything else is false to me."

So what if we stayed together and knew each other for eight lifetimes? He wanted to break out of the prison, but those loves were a stumbling block for him.

Chu Hengyan thought of the memories of his past and present lives. From the moment he came to Hanshan Temple, he was destined to live a lifetime as the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.

Xiao Hua'er's feelings towards him were probably not romantic love, but a habit that he would come back here in every life.

Including the clams in the pond, the dead crows... the same goes for the little flowers.

Habits cannot be called likes and loves, at least Chu Hengyan doesn't think so.

The host sighed, "Donor Yuhuai has sent news that she will marry you tomorrow according to the original agreement."

Yu Huai wanted to establish a life-long relationship with him as husband and wife, but Shi Yuan had no such idea.

Thinking of Yu Huai's appearance, Chu Hengyan's heart moved slightly, and then he said calmly: "Someone will become her husband."

And that person is not him.

Seeing this, the host stopped insisting, sighed, got up and left.

The sound of wooden fish sounded again in the house, mixed with the sound of chanting sutras.