[Southern Song Dynasty] Splendid mountains and rivers

Zhao Yuan has a headache.

The ancestral temple is far away from the imperial city, and the news is blocked. In the past few days, there has been ups and downs in Bianliang city, and there is no news here.When she was sent in, Zhong Yi even smiled at her gently, and pointed to the futon beside him: "Come."

She came to Zhong Yi's side and knelt down slowly, thinking about how to explain this matter to him in detail.

"Why did the princess come to Taimiao today?" Zhong Yi asked her with a smile.He only thought that she had some mischievous thoughts again, and when he heard that he was contemplating behind closed doors in the Taimiao, he clamored and begged the officials to send him over.

Zhao Yuan blinked and asked back, "What about you?" Not everyone can enter the Royal Ancestral Temple.

"Probably the officials thought that this place was quieter than Dali Temple, so they sent me here. Besides—" He glanced sideways at Yue Fei who was not far away, and then laughed in a low voice, "Besides, after a few days You and I are going to get married today, so there is no need to avoid suspicion too much. As for General Yue, he is ordered by the government to 'watch over' me."

—Besides, you and I will get married in a few days.

Zhao Yuan rubbed the center of his eyebrows in pain, feeling that the matter had become a mess.

Suddenly, clear footsteps sounded from the outside, as if someone had been sent over.The maid who was sweeping dropped her broom with a thud, called "Guanjia" tremblingly, and then heard an impatient reprimand: "It's the Supreme Emperor."

The sound of footsteps came directly into the Taimiao, and a pair of boots with gold pattern and dark soles slowly moved in front of the two of them.Zhao Yuan raised his head, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Huan's energetic face.Hou Ye beside him had already frowned, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he swept back and forth between the two of them, as if he had thought of something shocking.

Supreme Emperor.

Only when the new emperor ascends to the throne, the officials will be honored as the Supreme Emperor.

But the government is clearly in its prime, and it is a good time to make a big difference. How could it be...how could it be...

"Huanhuan has worked hard." Zhao Huan said kindly, "When this matter is over, I will definitely restore Huanhuan's reputation, together with your marriage contract with the prince. But these days, I still have to wrong Huanhuan."

As he spoke, a few smiles suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Even I never thought that Zhao Chen's voice would be so loud. It is true that I, the king of subjugation, was at fault, but... Huanhuan, you Well done. Well done to you all."

Zhao Yuan clenched his sleeves unconsciously, and turned his head to look at Zhong Yi, who happened to turn his head to look at her too.Their eyes collided, and they both turned back silently, staring at Zhao Huan's boots in a daze.

"The Taimiao is cold, and Huanhuan is a woman with a delicate figure, so she is not used to it. You will go to Dali Temple tonight. I have already arranged it. I have to let you go through the scene, otherwise I will not be able to explain to the world. Huanhuan, I I assure you that after tonight, you will be unscathed."

Zhao Yuan leaned down, went, and said yes.

"Come here, send the princess—"

"The Supreme Emperor." Zhong Yi suddenly interrupted Zhao Huan's words, and for the first time in his life blocked the official's order, "I have something to say, I want to say it to the princess alone."

Zhao Huan smiled: "I also think that you have a lot to say to her."

Zhong Yi pursed his lips slightly and remained silent.

"That's it, the Marquis will take the princess to Dali Temple, and no one should stay in the ancestral temple here." Zhao Huan looked at him with a half-smile, and there was a hint in his words, "In the end, everyone escaped not drop."

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The so-called escort was nothing more than Zhong Yi holding her on the horse, and the two walked slowly towards Bianliang City.

The so-called cutscene was just letting her sleep in Dali Temple for one night.

Zhao Yuan nestled obediently in the arms of the man behind him, allowing him to lead the reins, deliberately slowing down the speed of the return journey.Not long after, a man's voice full of anger came from beside his ear: "Princess, don't you plan to explain something to this minister?"

She lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling slightly under the moonlight: "What do you want to hear?"

"I—" the man was so angry that he gritted his teeth and asked, "The official has really taken the Zen position?"

"Yes."

"You did it?"

"Yes."

"The prince is young, how can he—"

"The crown prince has a higher reputation. Brother Huang wants to help him go a long way, and then completely abandon political affairs. He feels tired."

The man choked for a moment, then gritted his teeth and asked, "You canceled your engagement with me?"

"……Yes."

The arms wrapped around his waist suddenly closed, and the breathing of the man behind him suddenly became intense.The general guarding the three gates must not be a fool. He immediately guessed that in order not to implicate him, she did not hesitate to tear up the engagement, and then finished this treacherous thing alone.

"Brother Huang is tied up by many people, and he can't do anything." Zhao Yuan quietly nestled into the arms of the man behind him, looking at the starry sky with some ecstasy, and muttered to himself, "Even if everyone knows, the sergeant is the leader of the country." It is a heavy weapon, and it cannot be neglected easily, but the meat eaten into the stomachs of civil servants will not be spit out no matter what."

Personal conflicts of interest have always been the biggest resistance.

"It just so happens that the crown prince has a reputation among literati and generals, and he doesn't have the burden of the emperor's 'Jingkang's shame'. It is always easier to do things than the emperor himself. Yes, the crown prince is indeed young, even if there are Taifu's staff Helping, it is not as good as the emperor's brother coming in person. But after the emperor abdicates, he still lives in Funing Palace and helps the new emperor."

The sound of breathing behind him gradually became calmer, and the arms around his waist gradually loosened.

"I just took on the notoriety of being a coward, and it's not a big deal. Your subordinates were all placed outside Bianliang City by me, and they didn't touch the slightest bit of smell. Uh—" she felt him suddenly hugging him tightly. He, strangled her a little out of breath.

"Slightly, smelly, not sticky?"

He chewed these words over and over again, and the strength in his hand became stronger, "You really want to get rid of me completely?"

"This is the best result." She suffered from pain and tried to break his hand away, but found it was useless.He has practiced martial arts all year round, and he is very strong. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break those arms from her waist.

She struggled a few times and said in a low voice, "It hurts."

The arms loosened suddenly, and then twisted her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.Only then did she realize that Zhong Yi's complexion was a little pale, and a storm gathered in his deep, dark eyes, as if he was going to kill her in the next moment.

She lowered her head and said with a wry smile, "Is there a better way? You will die if you touch this kind of thing. On the contrary, I still have a way to survive. At worst, I will be poked hard by the historian like Princess Taiping." a sum."

He pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, but he was staring at her, with an indescribable sadness gradually showing in his eyes.

When the work reaches the title of Marquis, the fire cooks the oil.

You can only take every step with trepidation, and you can't make mistakes in the slightest.

"Brother Huang is an affectionate person, and I still owe Ah Chen a splendid and prosperous life. This matter will probably be muddied and wiped away. The biggest problem is——"

The biggest problem is, on the contrary, how to deal with the hundred or so people left in her space?

Even if Xinjun didn't plan to make room for them, it would be extremely difficult for her to support the hundred or so people.