Wen Xiangyanyu

What happened in front of Zhaohui Palace that day has not been reported to the palace.

On the day Ling Qiyu was put to death, the emperor issued an imperial edict, enumerating several of his major crimes and ordering him to die.

Ling Qining's death was said to be due to a sudden cold and asthma attack, and he could not be rescued.

After all, the emperor was still concerned about his face, and he didn't want to be talked about that his sons and brothers fought against each other and killed each other, so he tried every means to conceal the real cause of their death.

Half a month later, the emperor issued another decree, instructing the Ministry of Rites to select an auspicious day to hold a grand reserve ceremony.

Although he has not been officially canonized, Wen Ying has moved from Yong'an Palace to East Palace, and the people in the palace call him also changed.

Ling Qiyu was dead, but he still had a wife, concubine and children. The emperor didn't make things difficult for those people. He appointed the two grandsons as county kings and asked them to move out of the palace to make room for them.

The East Palace has been cleaned and painted inside and out. Ling Qiyan went around, and whenever he saw something that Ling Qiyu suspected of liking, he asked people to remove it. The main hall was also redecorated according to his wishes. stand up.

Wen Ying didn't raise any objections, and let him torment.

Ling Qiyan was very happy, bossing around in the East Palace, he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

In the afternoon of that day, the Empress Dowager sent someone to pass him over.

For the past half month, he went to Ningshou Palace almost every day, and even the emperor acquiesced in his existence, and with him talking with him, the Queen Mother's spirit finally improved.Today they moved the palace, he had already sent someone to justify it, but the Empress Dowager still sent someone to pass him on.

Ling Qiyan and Wen Ying greeted each other: "I'll go back as soon as I go."

Wen Ying didn't ask much, arranged a sedan chair for him and sent him there.

When they arrived at Ningshou Palace, Ling Qiyan hugged Xiao Shier for a while, ate some pastries, and said a few words to the Queen Mother casually, with a smile all over his face.

Seeing his heartless appearance, the Empress Dowager hesitated to speak several times, and asked him hesitantly, "Are you really planning to move to the Eastern Palace with Qi Xiao?"

Ling Qiyan licked his lips. The Queen Mother hadn't asked much about him and Wen Ying before, and he almost forgot about it.

"...I'm used to being with him, it's good to live together to relieve boredom."

The Queen Mother sighed: "In two days, Your Majesty will issue a decree to reward those who have meritorious service in attacking Barrington. You beheaded the head of King Barrington Khan, and you deserve the most credit. You have made a special mention with the emperor, and the emperor also agreed." Now, I will give you a title. Even though it is just like your father, it is just a passing title and cannot be a blessing to future generations. Anyway, you will have no worries in this life. I also told His Majesty that I will give you another mansion , you move out of the palace."

Ling Qiyan swallowed the snack slowly, heard the meaning of the queen mother's words, lowered her eyes to be quiet for a while, and asked in a low voice: "Is grandma driving me away too?"

The queen mother's eyes turned red in an instant: "Yan'er, I'm doing it for your own good. You and Qi Xiao, you shouldn't be so vague all the time. If you are a girl, I will let him marry you back, but you He and he are both men, you can't and can't be together."

But he said he would make me queen.

Ling Qiyan's words came to his lips, and he swallowed them back.

Although there has never been a precedent for a man to be a queen, whether it is in this dynasty or in the long previous dynasties, he is inexplicably willing to believe in Wen Ying, and he will definitely do what Wen Ying said.

But he also knew that others would not believe it, especially the Queen Mother, and she was not happy either.

"I'm a man, so we are like this now, and I don't suffer. If he cheats on me, then I don't want him."

Ling Qiyan forced a smile on his face, and said to the Queen Mother: "Grandmother, I know it well, so don't worry about it."

"You don't count at all," the queen mother seemed to be angry. She seldom got angry with Ling Qiyan, but this time she really hated iron and steel. "The emperor is already looking for a candidate for the crown prince, and he himself agreed It's up to the emperor to choose. The emperor said let me take a look and pick the best for him. Maybe the crown princess and side concubine will be given together. There will be more people in the East Palace soon. You are a foreigner. , do you really think you can stay there? What capacity do you want to stay there?"

Ling Qiyan was stunned.

"...he didn't tell me."

The queen mother was angry: "I won't ask you about this matter, and I won't ask you to pray for the night, but you have to make a deal for yourself, and you can't take it as a ghost."

The end of Shen.

Walking out of Ningshou Palace, seeing Wen Ying standing at the bottom of the steps waiting for him, Ling Qiyan was in a daze for a moment, lowered his head, and stood still.

Wen Ying stepped forward step by step, holding his hand: "Go back?"

After a brief silence, Ling Qiyan sneered: "You are here, why don't you go in and say hello to the Queen Mother?"

"It's getting late, don't bother her old man, come back tomorrow."

Ling Qiyan's gaze moved down and landed on their intertwined hands: "Aren't you afraid of being talked about by His Highness the Crown Prince pulling me in front of everyone?"

"You're angry."

Ling Qiyan glared at him: "Let go, I don't want to flirt with you here, it's embarrassing."

Wen Ying said in a low voice, "Follow me back to the East Palace."

...Go back and go back.

Back in the dormitory, Wen Ying pushed him into the couch, Ling Qiyan rubbed off his shoes, stretched out his feet and kicked them, Wen Ying bullied him, pressed both of his feet down, and looked at him with downcast eyes.

Ling Qiyan said fiercely: "What are you looking at? Get out of here."

"The queen mother told you?"

Ling Qiyan sneered: "If you don't tell the Queen Mother, you still plan to tell me? Are you planning to wait for the Crown Princess to enter the door before letting me make a couch for her?"

"When someone is selected, His Majesty will make an order. You don't have to wait for her to officially enter the door, you will know." Wen Ying reminded him.

Ling Qiyan choked, and kicked over again: "Then you hurry up and marry the princess, I won't be with you."

Wen Ying frowned: "Don't make trouble."

Ling Qiyan raised her voice: "I didn't quarrel with you!"

He was enduring it at first, but now his eyes were reddened by Wen Ying's indifferent words, and the mole at the end of his eye was shaking, as if he was extremely wronged: "You are too bullying, you lied to me, I will I said earlier, if you marry someone else, I don't want you, and I don't have to, when I have a title, I can also find a beautiful little lady to marry and have children."

Wen Ying's gaze sank: "Is it because of me? You want to marry someone else?"

"You can marry someone else why can't I? Well—"

Wen Ying's lips were pressed down, and his tongue rolled into his mouth, entangled fiercely.

Ling Qiyan swallowed his saliva with difficulty, shook his head and tried to get rid of him, but Wen Ying pinched his chin and kissed him more fiercely, almost swallowing his lips and tongue.

Almost out of breath, Ling Qiyan couldn't take it anymore, raised his hand, and punched the bastard on the back.

After being hit a few times, Wen Ying fell off him and lay on his back on the couch, gasping for breath.

Ling Qiyan wiped his bitten lips indiscriminately, and just stood up, but was pulled back by Wen Ying, and fell into his arms.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Wen Ying hugged him tightly: "Be obedient."

Ling Qiyan was dizzy with anger: "Then tell me, explain the matter clearly, I will only give you one chance."

"I promised His Majesty to marry a wife."

Ling Qiyan wanted to get up again, but was pulled back by him again.

"When he asked me that day, if I hesitated for a moment, he would not tolerate you any longer."

Ling Qiyan suddenly fell silent. Indeed, if Wen Ying said in front of the emperor that he refused to marry a wife and have children, the emperor might chop him up and throw him out to feed the dogs.

Wen Ying patted him on the back: "From his selection of candidates to his appointment to the final wedding, a little delay, let alone a whole year, is enough."

"... What is enough?"

Wen Ying looked at him sideways: "I don't plan to sit for too long as the crown prince. The East Palace is not the ultimate goal, but the Xingqing Palace is."

Ling Qiyan was taken aback.

"Are you sure? What have you done? What if you fail? Don't you become the second dog?"

"Are you afraid?"

Ling Qiyan's words came to an abrupt end, and the three words of anxiety and panic suddenly settled down with his overly calm gaze.

Looking at Wen Ying in a daze, he asked lately, "...is it really possible?"

"Ah."

"Really?"

"real."

It seems that Wen Ying has always been like this, no matter what he does, he has a well-thought-out plan, and it is difficult for people not to be convinced.

When he said that, Ling Qiyan believed it. He breathed out lightly, and relaxed all over: "...Then why didn't you tell me before, and insisted on waiting until the Queen Mother told me?"

Wen Ying silently turned his eyes away.

"I see. You did it on purpose. You just wanted to see me in a hurry with you."

Ling Qiyan's paws patted his face, exposing Wen Ying's little thought: "You are too bad, you just want me to be jealous."

"Are you jealous?" Wen Ying grabbed his hand, stared at him and asked.

Ling Qiyan didn't say anything, and put his finger on his heart awkwardly: "Anyway, let me take what you said is true. If you lie to me, I will ignore you again."

"Ah."

Ling Qiyan felt relieved, raised her head and kissed Wen Ying's chin, and lay in his arms without moving.

Wen Ying hugged him tightly.

A few days later, Xingqing Palace suddenly sent a bunch of picture scrolls over, saying that they were all candidates for the Crown Princess, His Majesty had already seen them first, and then showed them to the Queen Mother again, and picked out the remaining ones for Wen Ying Take a look for yourself.

"Your Majesty said, if you fancy anyone, Your Majesty, you can accept them all. These are all from the best family backgrounds, and their looks are one in a million. If you feel that the portraits are not accurate, Your Majesty also said to let Shu The imperial concubine holds a banquet of hundreds of flowers and calls all these little ladies so that you can see clearly in person."

The eunuch of Xingqing Palace was beaming, and relayed the emperor's words to Wen Ying.

Wen Ying didn't care much: "No need, let's put the scrolls aside."

The smile on the eunuch's face froze for a moment, and he showed embarrassment: "But your majesty said, you have to see it for yourself..."

Ling Qiyan at the side said with a half-smile, "Whatever you are laying aside, spread out and show His Highness the Crown Prince."

Wen Ying glanced sideways at him, but Ling Qiyan ignored him, urging the palace servants to move more quickly and lift up the scrolls, but Wen Ying didn't stop him, acquiescing to his proposal.

A dozen pictures of beauties were lined up in a row and unfolded in front of them. At a glance, they were all beauties who were fat, swallows and thin, each with its own merits.

Ling Qiyan paced back and forth in front of those scrolls with great interest, looking around and commenting.

"Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager really have good eyesight. Look at how these little ladies grow up one by one..."

Wen Ying's face darkened, and he said to the eunuch of Xingqing Palace: "Leave these scrolls here for now, and we'll talk about them after Gu has read them carefully."

"Of course that's good, don't worry," the other party smiled apologetically, "Your Highness, take your time and choose the best one. Your Majesty also said that if there are no ones you like, he will send another batch to you." pick."

Wen Ying nodded lightly.

The people from Xingqing Palace withdrew, Ling Qiyan was still unsatisfied, and still asked people to hold up those scrolls for him to see.

"Have you seen enough?"

Wen Ying's chilly voice sounded behind him, Ling Qiyan turned to look at him, deliberately ignoring his coffin face, and said with a smile: "Poor scholar, you are really blessed, there are so many beauties for you to choose."

Wen Ying waved his hand, signaling for them to back down, but Ling Qiyan stopped them, took a picture scroll, and shook it out in front of Wen Ying, showing him: "This little lady is wearing a crabapple flower on her head. .”

Wen Ying frowned slightly, and finally took a look at the picture of the beauty.

Ling Qiyan asked someone to bring another one to unfold: "There is this one too."

He asked Wen Ying: "The eunuch said just now that the emperor asked Concubine Shu to hold a banquet of flowers. Concubine Shu also got involved in the selection of your concubine?"

"Perhaps, she handles palace affairs." Wen Yingdan said.

After Shen's phoenix seal was taken away, Yun's is now in charge of the palace affairs, and the crown prince's choice of concubine, even though the emperor himself is watching, must go through her hands.

"Then it's no wonder." Ling Qiyan understood clearly, looked closely at the women in the two paintings, and asked them about their detailed wealth background, and smiled, "I'm a cheap girl, I have a lot of eyes."

"She and Na Yu Zhaoyuan are sisters. She must have known that I taught Na Yu Zhaoyuan to seduce the emperor with crabapple flowers, so she specially used this crabapple as a mark so that I can give you some advice and choose these two young ladies."

Wen Ying asked calmly, "What's the reason?"

"Well," Ling Qiyan pondered, "These two young ladies are relatively not too talented, maybe it's easier to handle? She probably thinks that she can join hands with my cheap son and play you, the prince of the East Palace, in the applause Bar."

Wen Ying's expression remained motionless: "So you will listen to her?"

Ling Qiyan smiled and said: "Why don't you listen? If you really decide on a powerful fiancée, I'm afraid it will not be easy to regret the marriage in the future, maybe I will be implicated by bad luck."

Wen Ying took a deep look at him, and said two words expressionlessly: "It's up to you."

He picked up a pen, randomly circled one of the portraits, and said: "After half a month, send it to Xingqing Palace."

He threw away his pen again, and sat on the couch beside him to read a book.

Ling Qiyan approached, sat cross-legged on the tiger-skin blanket in front of the couch, and stared up at him.

The sunlight outside the window filtered through the glazed window, jumped between Wen Ying's thick eyelashes, and cast a small shadow on his eyelids. After watching for a while, Ling Qiyan raised his hand and gently stroked it with his fingertips.

Wen Ying looked down at him.

Ling Qiyan smiled embarrassedly, withdrew his hand resentfully, and lowered his eyes: "Poor scholar, what should I do if I'm still not happy?"

"...I'm not happy when I see those scrolls."

"Hearing what the eunuch said, I was even more unhappy."

He didn't hear Wen Ying speak for a long time, thinking that he didn't want to talk to him again, Ling Qiyan became more depressed, lowered his head, and fell silent.

"What should I do to make you happy?" Wen Ying's voice was low, typing into Ling Qiyan's heart word by word.

His cheeks were hot for a while, and he buried his head on Wen Ying's knee, just like how he acted like a baby with the queen mother countless times in the past.

"……I do not know either."

After a while, Wen Ying bent down and kissed his ear: "You are obedient."

Ling Qiyan snorted softly: "Who are you coaxing? It's the same sentence every time."

Wen Ying didn't say any more, and fed a candy into his mouth.

Licking the sugar that was almost greasy in his mouth with the tip of his tongue, Ling Qiyan still pillowed on Wen Ying's lap, laughing sullenly.

It seemed that the unhappiness in my heart disappeared just like that.