Feng Couch Luan Luan

The flavor of New Year in Qi State is quite different from that of Chen State. The princes and nobles set up huts in the suburbs of the capital, lit bonfires, cooked sheep and slaughtered cattle, sang and danced and drank happily. Common people who came to pay homage to each other could receive a piece of fat mutton. Go back with hot spicy wine.

Even the crown prince, who seldom shows up since the beginning of winter, forced himself out of his sick body to have fun with everyone. Although his face was thin, he was full of energy, and his bright eyes were full of radiance, making the rumors in Beijing that the crown prince could not afford to fall ill unfounded. break.

"I don't know why your father is so anxious. It's freezing cold even after the first month of the lunar year, and the snow on the road hasn't cleared yet!" Concubine Chen was afraid of the cold, so she asked people to carry her soft couch to the bonfire. The hot son had already untied his cloak and threw it aside, the blazing fire reflected a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Not to mention that the crown prince has been sick all winter, even if he is not sick, he is still delicate and fleshy, how can he bear the pain of a long journey?The matter of picking up the bride can only be done by his younger brother.

Concubine Chen was upset, and felt sorry for her son who had to suffer through the cold weather. She didn't look good for a few days, and she looked at the prince with a bit of resentment in her eyes.

Xiao Mingxuan also looked at the prince who was talking and laughing happily with the princes in the distance, and keenly grasped the powerlessness of the other party's composure - he was trembling while walking, just holding on.

"Yes, I want to leave earlier." He turned his face back and gave his mother a pure and bright smile, but his mouth was very poisonous. .”

"What's more, the scenery of Chen country is very different from that of our country. If you go here, you can stay longer and look for some skilled craftsmen to bring back."

Concubine Chen giggled, and said again: "I heard that Liang Guo sent your brother a congratulatory gift, I don't know if he has the blessing to enjoy it."

Xiao Mingxuan frowned slightly, and said softly: "The old emperor of Liangguo is seriously ill. His sons have been beaten to death. It is still unknown who will die. The elder brother of the prince has no soldiers and no power in his hands. Not very helpful."

"It's good that you know it in your heart." Concubine Chen restrained her smile, and said seriously: "If you let them collude, your situation will not be good."

Xiao Mingxuan chuckled, disapproving, glanced lightly at the crown prince, and said: "Liang country is weak, unless Prince Rui dies and comes back to life, it will be difficult to make a fortune. It's useless for the crown prince's elder brother to collude with anyone, just a bunch of worthless people."

Liang State borders Qi State, and there are constant border frictions. The reason why they did not escalate to the point of war between the two countries is because Liang State has a strong general——Prince Rui Hu Yanlin.

He was born with supernatural powers, extraordinary bravery, and even more gifted to command beasts. There are rumors that he was born of an affair between the Princess of Liang Kingdom and monsters. Vicious and surly, narrow-minded and stubborn, he is feared by everyone in Liang Country, and he is also used to being alone and uncertain of whereabouts.

Two years ago, he became obsessed with practicing evil skills, and someone set up an ambush to kill him. After beheading a hundred enemies, Hu Yanlin was seriously injured and fell off the cliff. He didn't even recover his body.

Most of the rumors are incomplete and untrue, describing Hu Yanlin as an evil spirit, Xiao Mingxuan has never had any dealings with that person, but he just regrets the untimely death of a generation of heroes, but he is also relieved—when Prince Rui dies, Liang There is no one in the country to be afraid of.

As for ordering all the beasts, I'm afraid it's just an exaggeration, Xiao Mingxuan laughed it off, people are dead, so what's the point of boasting?

Drinking until midnight, the snowflakes fell again, the bonfire gradually extinguished, people were all drunk, and they opened their robes and went into the warm spring-like hut. After a while, there was a smog that was more mellow than fine wine among the camps. the sound of.

Xiao Mingyue didn't go to his camp, but ordered someone to put on a carriage, and braved the wind and snow to return to the palace overnight.

The children of the royal family were all reveling outside the city, and it was rare for the palace to be quiet and deserted. Fortunately, the palace people knew that he was coming back, and the brazier was filled with charcoal all the time. It was not cold inside the palace. Xiao Mingyue took off her heavy outer robe and rubbed her stiff cheeks , waved the palace servants to retreat.

The congratulatory gift from Liangguo was still placed in his bedroom. It was a priceless ruby ​​and coral bed, its brilliance was flowing and its tentacles were warm, but it made his heart jump and tremble.

The princes who were busy fighting for the throne naturally didn't have the heart to give any wedding presents, they would do so, only the man who made him afraid to the bottom of his heart and missed him to the bottom of his heart.

Maybe he was really like that person said, he was born to be a cheap brat, and after being ravaged and tortured like that, he still let himself sink.

Just for a little bit of warmth and pity that is occasionally given to him, even if it is followed by more brutality and presumptuousness that he can hardly bear.

Xiao Mingyue slowly sat on the ruby ​​coral bed, covering her face with a wry smile.

This wedding gift should have belonged to him and his bride, but he shamelessly hoped that the giver would sneak in in the middle of the night and hold him on this gift to enjoy it.

He hadn't seen him or heard from him since the last time they broke up.

This unexpected congratulatory gift disrupted his stagnant heart lake and created endless waves, but the gift arrived but the person didn't arrive, making him sleep uneasy night after night amidst the panic and loss.

I'm afraid it will be another night waiting in vain today, maybe it's because he dislikes his illness and can't have a good time...

Xiao Mingyue was still thinking wildly, only to hear a soft sound coming from the door, which was more clear in the silence.

His breathing was stagnant, his body was not in control, and he ran staggeringly to open the door.

The wind and snow rushed in, but there was no one outside the door. In the light of the sky and the snow, only a stag tapped on the door with the horns on its head. Binglian was placed in his hand.

The shiny petals were stained with snow water, making them even more translucent and flawless. Xiao Mingyue trembled all over, rubbing the flowers against her chest, letting the piercing coolness spread over her fiery chest.

The college is on holiday for the Chinese New Year, and the snow never ends. After watching the New Year at home, and visiting relatives, friends and teachers to pay New Year’s greetings, Yan Chengbi spends the rest of his time in his room writing his love story besides studying martial arts and preparing for the exam. story book.

His brother was heartbroken, raised his beard and scolded him for not doing his job properly, and he was not too shy, so why would he write those infamous things in exchange for a pen?

Yan Chengbi responded errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrx</b>, expressing that he would like to follow the instructions, and write what he should do later, but in order to prevent his brother from blaming himself for not giving enough pocket money, he sent the written one to the library and locked it up. The door came to enjoy itself, and the owner of the library came to the door several times to ask for manuscripts. He shed tears but was rejected by him steadfastly.

Almost all of his classmates wrote Fengyue storybooks anonymously to subsidize their families, but there were very few of them who were as explicit and glamorous as him. No wonder the library owner rubbed his chest and lamented the loss of the money tree.

When Eunuch Huang came to the door, he had just finished writing a book about the delicate and precious son who was kidnapped by bandits on the night road and was miserable, and finally became Mrs. Yazhai weeping and whimpering.

The eunuch in charge of Zhilan Palace went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, his brother sent someone to call, Yan Chengbi spread the manuscripts with wet ink on the table, put on formal clothes and went to receive the guests.

Eunuch Huang didn't hide it this time, and told him directly that the emperor revealed the tone of catching a son-in-law under the list, and asked him to get engaged quickly, so as not to be messed up by the emperor's imperial decree after he was named on the gold list.

At the same time, it implicitly stated that the seventh princess's arrogance and domineering are definitely not matched by ordinary men. Back then, the eldest princess of Jiashan was far less violent than Princess Ronghua, and her son-in-law died of depression within a few years.

He spoke so seriously that Yan Chengjue also became nervous. Yan Chengbi just bowed his head and said yes, being obedient and honest. Eunuch Huang was fooled by him and thought he had successfully completed the task. He smiled and touched the heavy red envelope in his sleeve. Go back and show credit to the little master without mentioning it.

The two brothers looked at each other, and Yan Chengjue knew that his younger brother looked gentle but was actually thicker than a city wall, and it was useless to make soft and hard arguments, so he sighed and asked, "Have you thought about it? If you marry the princess, don't talk about your husband and wife. If there is no harmony, it will be the end of the official career until the fourth rank of Beijing official, and you can't take concubines."

"Why should I take a concubine when I have a princess?" Yan Chengbi rarely showed a serious expression, "Brother, you don't need to say more, I have made up my mind."

Yan Chengjue looked at his younger brother who had always been disobedient, and suddenly felt that maybe the princess married enough to make him change his nature, and wicked people have their own way!

"I don't know what you're trying to do." But thinking of his brother studying hard for more than ten years, he felt a little regretful.

Yan Chengbi didn't care at all, waved his big hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, younger brother will naturally rise to the top with his ability, even if he fails in officialdom, he will never blame the princess."

Yan Chengjue also laughed. Although his younger brother is stubborn, he has completely inherited Yan Jiaerlang's broad-minded mind, which makes him very pleased. I only hope that Yan Chengbi will pass the high school entrance examination and get his wish.

As soon as the first month came out, Xiao Mingxuan set off from the capital with a wedding party of thousands of people, and was about to cross the snow-covered mountains, rivers and hills to Chen Country to pick up his emperor's brother's bride.

On the ninth day of February, the exams started. Although Yan Chengbi was so physically strong after three consecutive exams, he was a little tired, but his hard work paid off. The rankings were released the next month. Yan Chengbi showed his bravery and won high school.

The threshold of the General's Mansion, which had been silent for a long time, was almost broken. Although the official media knew that this was a difficult bone, they came to try their luck at the request of all parties. Yan Chengbi handed over all the guests he didn't want to see to his elder brother. , Withdrew into his room under the pretext of practicing strategy theory to prepare for the palace exam, and continued to write his Fengyue story book.

The written manuscript is bound into a volume and neatly stacked in a box. I plan to take it out and read it with his little wife when we are newlyweds. It must be a wonderful boudoir joy.

Thinking of that beautiful and naughty little thing, his heart felt as itchy as if a cat had scratched it, and he couldn't help laughing out loud, writing like a fly, and grooming his little vixen from head to toe in the storybook.

In Changrui Palace, Xia Yunqing sneezed a series of times, covered his red nose and asked the maid to move out the peach blossoms in the vase, feeling inexplicably uneasy, always feeling that something bad was about to happen to him.