The king was wrong

"enough."

A deep voice sounded, and Wei Yanxi finally spoke after being silent for so long.

His voice was not high, but the deep internal energy contained in it was enough for everyone to hear clearly, and he managed to calm down the heated discussions and looked at him together.

"This king doesn't know that because of the status of the second son, the princess is going to be used as an argument by the Duke's mansion."

Wei Yanxi seemed to be talking casually, but only Qi Xiaosu and Mrs. Zhao knew that at this moment Wei Yanxi's aura of leading soldiers was attacking them unreservedly, like a mountain, crushing them out of breath.

"No...no, my lord...you misunderstood, that's not what you mean..." Qi Xiaosu tried his best to pull out a smile, trying to explain to Wei Yanxi.

Unexpectedly, Wei Yanxi didn't agree with him at all, she just glanced at him coldly and then looked away in disgust.I used to think that Sheng Guogong just didn't know how to lead soldiers to fight, and his brains were enough, but now it seems that Qi Xiaosu and his good wife are not very smart people.It is really difficult for Qi Xiaosu to keep the title of "Duke Sheng".

A smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of her lips, and Wei Yanxi cast her eyes on the light blue figure not far away.He put away his hostility and walked slowly towards Qi Yaoqing step by step, passing the frightened Zhao Shi, the annoyed Qi Xiaosu, and Zhu Yaozi who hesitated to speak, and finally stood still in front of Qi Yaoqing.

"Princess." Wei Yanxi changed her previous sternness, called softly, and stretched out her hand to him again, "Go back with me."

But this time, Qi Yaoqing didn't hesitate, and gently passed his hand over, and Wei Yanxi caught it very quickly and held it in his palm.

His hands are so cold.

Wei Yanxi frowned imperceptibly, feeling that the hand she was holding was slender and cold, and there were faint sweat stains in the palm, which was so cold in this midsummer season.

Is he in poor health, or... has some congenital disease?

"One hundred and one useless is a scholar, and I'm really not wrong at all."

With a soft mutter, Wei Yanxi subconsciously clenched Qi Yaoqing's hand, leading him slowly towards the wedding sedan chair.

Poor Qi Yaoqing is really helpless at the moment.He could hear the words that His Royal Highness King Yong muttered just now, but he really couldn't figure it out. Although he is a man of seven feet, although he has never practiced writing but not martial arts, he still doesn't look weak and helpless. power?

Where on earth did he see the words "useless"!

But even though he was dissatisfied, Qi Yaoqing didn't say a word, and was obediently led by Wei Yanxi to sit in the wedding sedan chair.What he wishes most now is to leave this prison-like Duke Sheng's mansion. He really doesn't want to hear the voices of Qi Xiaosu and Zhao Shi any more.

Just like that, Qi Xiaosu watched his son sit in King Yong's sedan chair with dumbfounded eyes, and was taken away by King Yong, but he didn't even say goodbye to his father in the end.The Duke's complexion suddenly became quite good-looking.

"This pervert!"

Qi Xiaosu gritted his teeth and let out a low growl, and returned to the Duke's mansion with a dark face.This rebellious son caused him to lose so much face in front of the whole capital today, if he is wronged in the Yong Palace in the future, don't expect his mother's family to help him at all!

It's a pity that Qi Yaoqing has no mind to care about his father's thoughts at this moment.He was vigorously carried into Prince Yong's mansion by the wedding sedan chair, and under the guidance of Xi Po, he worshiped the heaven and earth with Wei Yanxi in a daze, knelt down to accept the rewards from the emperor and queen, and was sent into the bridal chamber in a hurry, waiting for Wei Yanxi Return after dinner.

After everyone retreated, Qi Yao sighed softly, took off the red hijab that had been on for a day and threw it aside, and began to look at the room he was in.

Simple courtyard, simple house, this is his new house with King Yong, and it is also the place where he will live in the future.

A pair of dragon and phoenix candles are placed on the desk in front of the window. The warm candlelight flickers under the summer evening wind, adding a little vitality to this cold room.

Everywhere is festive red, red candles, red gauze, red brocade quilt, and the red hijab thrown on the bed.

"Unexpectedly, I actually...married to King Yong..."

Qi Yaoqing rubbed his temples and sighed.From then on, he was branded with the imprint of Prince Yong's Mansion, stepped into the gate of the royal family, and became the Princess Yong that many people dream of.But who can understand, what kind of hardships will be behind such glory.

But he had no choice, even though he knew how King Yong would treat him, he still married.He still hasn't figured out the deep meaning behind the actions of the emperor and empress, and he has no idea what kind of person Wei Yanxi is. Right now, he can only take one step at a time, trying to find a way out.

It's just that Qi Yaoqing didn't expect that Wei Yanxi's difficulties and neglect began from this moment.

There were low footsteps at the door, and Qi Yaoqing heard the voices of two people talking, one was Wei Yanxi, and the other didn't know who it was.Qi Yaoqing listened intently, trying to hear what they were saying, but the two of them deliberately lowered their voices, and Qi Yaoqing had no internal strength, so his hearing was not good at all, so in the end he could only hear a few words intermittently Come.

"Xue Hanxue... welcome... Linglong... in the backyard..."

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the door.Qi Yaoqing didn't care about listening to the corner of the wall at the moment, and quickly reached out to pull the red hijab on the bed over and put it on his head.

For some reason, Qi Yaoqing had never seen Wei Yanxi before, but Qi Yaoqing didn't want to see him at all, and didn't want to meet his eyes, as if it would be a bottomless abyss, and he could get rid of it all at once. Like he sucked it in.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and a pair of black boots stepped into the room, even with the black robe on the top, which looked out of place with the bright red surrounding, without a trace of life.

If it weren't for the big red flower tied on his chest, people might think that he entered the wrong room.

But soon even the big red flower was rudely torn off by the owner and thrown directly on the ground.

Wei Yanxi was given a lot of alcohol in the front hall, but compared to the strong alcohol that he used to drink when leading soldiers to fight, the alcohol at the wedding banquet was not alcohol at all.So although his face was a little red at the moment, his consciousness was clear.

He looked around the room, smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head, walked to the round table far away from the bed and sat down, with an exquisite white jade pot and two uniquely shaped bronze cups placed upright in his hand .

Together with wine.

Sitting on the bedside was a beautiful woman in a colorful wedding dress and a golden phoenix hijab on her head. There were two cups of wine on the table, and a pair of dragon and phoenix candles were lit on the window sill not far away, burning until dawn.

The water is the eye wave, and the mountain is the peak eyebrow gathering.Want to ask pedestrians where to go?Where the eyebrows and eyes are full.

Taking off the square hijab, lightly undressing the red clothes, the candlelight illuminates Yi Ren's handsome and beautiful face. It is the person who has haunted me for nearly ten years.

Wei Yanxi closed her eyes, and the beautiful face of that year once again appeared in her mind.Although he was not yet eleven at that time, and she was only twelve or thirteen years old, still young and ignorant, those bright eyes and the gentle smile on his lips always lingered in his dreams, Lingering for a long time.

I still remember that day when she was wearing a fairy dress woven with scarlet gauze, with flowing clouds and wide sleeves, she was floating like a fairy, as if all the colorful clouds from that day were woven on the skirt.She came to him at his most critical moment, showed a smile, and turned away at the last moment before he fell asleep, leaving only a scarlet back of him.It's been ten years, Wei Yanxi has never forgotten her smile and figure in these ten years, always looking forward to seeing that beautiful face again one day, and seeing her smile gently at herself again.

When did you decide not to marry unless she was the one?

Maybe it was the time when I was tortured by the yearning of the past ten years and couldn't think of food or tea, or maybe it was the time when I was treated coldly and calculated in the deep palace, and I could only rely on her bright smiling eyes in memory to survive. Or maybe it was just the moment she turned to leave, he really wanted to grab her sleeve and keep her.

In short, when Wei Yanxi found out what he wanted, he had already decided not to marry her.

"Sister Seven..."

Eyes slowly opened, Wei Yanxi looked at her new house, not knowing what to think.Obviously it has appeared in dreams so many times, but when it really becomes a reality and appears in front of your eyes, it is always so helpless.

The room is still the same room, the candles are still the same pair of candles, the wine is still the same glass of wine, but the person is not the person in the dream.

He obviously didn't want to marry, he didn't want to marry, but because of a word from the emperor brother, he still compromised.Even though it was against his original intention, he still had to do it because he was in the royal family and bore the title of King Yong, and because... this was the wish of his most respected and beloved emperor brother.

Wei Yanxi looked towards the side of the bed, and sure enough, he saw the quiet blue, and at this moment he was still wearing that red hijab, it was indescribably funny.

This person is Qi Yaoqing, 22 years old, he is the second son of Duke Sheng Qi Xiaosu, and from now on he will be the concubine of King Yong Wei Yanxi.

Wei Yanxi reached out to fetch the white jade pot, poured two glasses of wine, held one in his hand, and put the other back on the table.

"You have your past, and so does this king. This king doesn't want to delve into your past, and you don't have to meddle in this king's affairs. No matter what happened in the past, from now on, you are the only princess of this king. No one will Challenge your position again."

Wei Yanxi stared blankly at the glass of rum in his hand, his own shadow was reflected on the clear surface of the wine, like a lost traveler, eager to find a destination but always on the road.

"I have to enter the palace tomorrow, so the princess should rest earlier. As for this cup of wine, I'll do it, you can do it yourself."

After Wei Yanxi finished speaking, she drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and regardless of Qi Yaoqing's reaction, she pushed the door straight out without even turning her head.

It wasn't until the door was slammed shut that the person sitting on the edge of the bed made a slight movement.He curled up his fingers, then lifted it slowly, and took off the hijab on his head again, just staring at it in a daze.

He actually... didn't even want to lift the hijab.