Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

The poor dignified eighth prince, who had his dumb acupoint pressed by his younger brother, couldn't make a sound. He could only watch helplessly as this lawless Kun Ze had someone put him in a wedding dress, until he was covered with a hijab and sent to the wedding reception. In the carriage.

Yan Rongzhen carried Yan Cichu, who was married for him, on his back, and played a little trick to attract the attention of the servants.

Seeing that the bridegroom finally came out, the servant who had been waiting for a long time was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped aside to salute, watching Yan Rongzhen carry him into the carriage.

"Hmm...mm!!" On the carriage, Yan Cichu, who woke up from the hijab, only saw the red in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but "thumped" in his heart. Before he could understand what was going on, he heard something heard the voice of his younger brother.

"Brother Huang, on the way to your husband's house, don't mess around lightly."

"Huh? Hmm!" Yan Cichu couldn't speak, so he could only bend his body desperately and get close to the window, only then could he vaguely see Yan Rongzhen's familiar face. He was still wearing ordinary clothes, but The person who wore the wedding dress was actually herself.

Yan Chichu became even more frenzied, struggling inside frantically, causing the servants outside to look over curiously.

"It's nothing, my old nine is getting married for the first time, so excited." Yan Rongzhen replied with a smile.

As soon as this remark came out, no one dared to doubt it.

The Ninth Prince was lying by the window, as if he was about to say goodbye to the bridegroom inside, he whispered: "Brother Huang, there is one more thing I want to tell you, Royal Father already knows about your collusion with the Western Regions, I will return it to you." Having said that, when you want to lead troops to force the palace, tell me, what does Emperor Father think of you now?"

The struggling person inside paused for a moment, and the sound of groaning and choking became louder. Yan Rongzhen didn't need to think about it, but Yan Cichu must be sleeping and scolding him at this moment, saying that he was going back on promises.

With a sneer on his lips, Yan Rongzhen replied: "Brother Huang, you really don't blame me for treating you like this. Ever since I was a child, I hated people telling me about Kunze's boudoir ceremony, and about marrying a man when he was a big boy. You have won the prize, and even disregarding my intentions, you promised me to Tuoba Yi without authorization, even the emperor would not force me, what are you doing!"

"It's good that you are my brother, but you have never regarded me as a brother, you just wait for me to marry, what benefits can it bring you, and you have been close to me during this time, but you just want to borrow my identity , to investigate the plans of other imperial brothers, hmph, then I will simply follow your wishes and give you a surprise

"Hmm, um..." With a sobbing sound coming from inside, Yan Cichu began to beg for mercy.

"Then, Zhen'er, I wish you and Tuobayi, Qinse and Qinse are in harmony and grow old together." Yan Rongzhen smiled flamboyantly, and he patted the horse decisively, completely cutting off Yan Cichu's thoughts, "Come on, auspicious time Here we go!"

The mighty welcoming team firmly occupied the road, and the people couldn't move for a while, so they stopped to watch the rare and lively scene. Yan Rongzhen, the most favored nine princes under Emperor Yan's knees, finally got married in a glorious way. The carriages and horses in the front, followed by the servants carrying all kinds of things, people stood aside and watched for a long time, but they still couldn't see the tail of the team. It can be said that ten miles of red makeup is not an exaggeration.

Upstairs, He Qiuyan and Fu Yuan looked down from the window quietly, they seemed to be spectators of the excitement, not participating in it to join in the excitement.

He Qiuyan clicked his tongue in surprise. When he heard the news that the Ninth Prince was going to get married, he didn't really believe it except he was shocked. It wasn't until he saw the Western Regions welcoming team that he dispelled his doubts.

Looking up at Fu Yuan, seeing his eyes never leaving the wedding party, He Qiuyan sighed, "I said, don't be sad..."

"No." Fu Yuan shook his head, interrupting He Qiuyan's words, "I was just wondering if there was really the Nine Emperors in the carriage at the end

He Qiuyan was startled when he heard this, "Brother Fu, what do you mean, the Ninth Prince will run away from marriage?"

"Not necessarily." Fu Yuan denied that if he had escaped from the marriage, the capital would have been in chaos long ago, and those left behind in the Western Regions would immediately ask Yan Zhao for an explanation, and it was impossible for the wedding party to leave on time. If he is really not in the car, then it proves that he found a substitute to marry him.

"No." He Qiuyan shook his head, apparently not understanding, "Why do you feel that the Ninth Prince is not here?"

To this, Fu Yuan replied flatly: "Because he said that he will pick me up at the general's mansion tonight."

If others heard this, they would definitely feel that Fu Yuan was still wishful thinking about the Ninth Prince, but He Qiuyan and Fu Yuan had known each other for so long, and he already understood what kind of heart Fu Yuan was. He just rolled his eyes and said in surprise : "You mean that the Ninth Prince pretends to be married, but in fact he has other plans."

If it is true, then even if it is still calm at this time, when the welcoming team arrives in the Western Regions, there is really no way to hide it.

Fu Yuan nodded, "Yes, but if he has any plans, it's none of my business." After tonight, he will set foot on the road to the Western Regions.

"But the Ninth Prince didn't say he came to pick you up tonight."

"He can't take it."

That night, the general's mansion was different from the past, the lights were brightly lit at midnight, and no one was resting. Xing Tianyi stood with his hands behind his back, standing alone in the lobby, as if waiting.

Sure enough, with an inaudible breeze blowing by, a tall figure appeared at the door, it was the Ninth Prince, Yan Rongzhen, who was supposed to get married today.

"It's Rongzhen's fault for keeping uncle waiting for a long time." Yan Rongzhen bowed to Xing Tianyi and walked straight forward.

"What a Ninth Prince, not only betrayed his own brother, but also used the current Holy Master to blow wind in his ears, asking my Xing family army to stay at the city gate and not move without authorization. Such a strategy is admirable."

I never thought that Xing Tianyi had already guessed it, but so what, the deal is done, no one can disturb his plan, Yan Rongzhen raised his eyes, and said angrily: "How do you say that, uncle, the emperor wants to use your soldiers because he values ​​you After all, it's no secret that the Emperor's brother conspired with the Western Regions, and it would be appropriate to add another barrier."

"Hmph." Xing Tianyi snorted coldly, feeling depressed, and simply turned around to ignore him.

"Uncle doesn't want to see me, it's okay, I just came here to take Yuan'er back."

"Oh? It's agreed, I will borrow you from the Xing Family Army, but Fu Yuan will stay with me."

"The Xing family army is not lent to the king, but to the father. Oh no, everything in the world belongs to the father. Uncle wants to disobey the emperor's order?" Yan Rongzhen smiled and looked like a torch. He took two steps forward and said bluntly: "Since the transaction is void, please ask uncle to return Yuan'er to Ben.

king. "

However, General Xing, who thought he would be furious, turned calm and replied, "It's in the other courtyard to the west."

Seeing Xing Tianyi's cooperation, Yan Rongzhen was puzzled for a moment, but finally wanted to see Qian Yuan, and replied: "Then thank you uncle."

In the other courtyard, Fu Yuan sat alone in the room Xing Tianyi had arranged for him, with his elbows slightly propped on the table, his eyes glazed over, as if in a daze.Opening the door straight away, Yan Rongzhen looked anxious when he saw the person he was thinking of, "Yuaner."

Fu Yuan turned his head and saw the noble figure walking towards him quickly, got up and said, "Your Highness."

Can't wait to hug him into his arms, Yan Rongzhen hugged Qianyuan lovingly, "This king is here to pick you up."

Regarding this, Fu Yuan raised a slight smile on his lips, shook his head and said, "No hurry, is Your Highness tired from being outside today? Here are refreshments, let's eat some first."

Yan Rongzhen frowned, wondering how Fu Yuan would know that he was tired, but wrapped by Qian Yuan's tenderness and consideration, the Ninth Prince quickly let go of his guard and agreed.

After taking a sip of the hot tea, the coldness he received outside instantly dissipated. Perhaps the plan went well, Yan Rongzhen was in a good mood, and his eyes looking at Fu Yuan became softer, "I haven't seen you for so long, what are you doing here with uncle? "

Fu Yuan thought for a while, and replied softly: "The life here is actually no different from that in the palace." When he met Kunze's eyes, he added: "It's just that there is no His Highness, it's a bad thing in the end." Order something."

These words won Yan Rongzhen's favor, "It's okay, I promise you, only this time, in the future, Yuan'er will never be allowed to leave again."

"But why doesn't Your Highness ask, what's wrong?"

This question was a bit strange, Yan Rongzhen replied: "Yuan'er, what does this mean?"

Fu Yuan got up and closed the half-closed window even more tightly, "For Fu Yuan, the other courtyard of the General's Mansion is just moved from one cage to another."

As soon as the words were finished, Yan Rongzhen's expression turned cold instantly. He looked at Fu Yuan, who was still frowning, and finally a strange feeling rose in his heart.

"But there is no His Highness here, and when the time comes, Fu Yuan can still get out of the cage. If there is His Highness, it will be impossible."

The hand hanging between the legs was clenched suddenly, Yan Rongzhen didn't answer, but his face became more and more gloomy.

The Ninth Prince's face was dark, but Fu Yuan smiled to himself. The two were happy and angry, forming a strange scene in the silent room.

In this silence, Fu Yuan said: "When Fu Yuan was in the palace, he only knew the beauty of the back garden, and he could only see the high wall above his head, but this world is not limited to these, and Fu Yuan wants to go to other things too. have a look."

"If you are bored in the mansion, this king can also take you out to relax..."

"Your Highness, why don't you want to think about it?" Interrupting Yan Rongzhen's words, the smile on Fu Yuan's lips disappeared instantly, and he said expressionlessly: "If Your Highness is like most Kunzes, marrying a husband, I'm afraid it will be now. His appearance is also similar to that of Fu Yuan."

Yan Rongzhen's throat choked, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Your Highness is not willing to do this, so he did not hesitate to fight against the sky, but imprisoned Fu Yuan in a cage. I'm afraid it was wrong."

Yan Rongzhen stood up, his eyes narrowed dangerously, he walked up to Qian Yuan, and said in a deep voice, "So, you still want to leave me."

Facing Kunze's sharp phoenix eyes, Fu Yuan was not afraid at all, "Yes, Fu Yuan will indeed not return to the palace with His Highness."

"You!" Yan Rongzhen was extremely angry, and raised his hand to grab Fu Yuan, but suddenly felt his consciousness sinking, and he couldn't help but shake his body.

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Um!It's time for the little buns to show up