catch a little phoenix alive

It was evening when Qin Zifan was released home.The setting sun burned half the sky red, but Qin Zifan was sent back with unshaven beard, unwashed clothes, unkempt hair and dirt.

The reason for sending it back was even ridiculous. The emperor was about to marry a new concubine and pardon those who committed minor crimes.Originally, Qin Zifan was suspected of deceiving the emperor, but Yin Ci seemed to acquiesce in the occurrence of this incident, and did not mention anything about their embezzlement.

Qin Zhen originally wanted to beat him up to wake up this ignorant child.But when he saw Qin Zifan's broken expression, he couldn't bear to do it.

"Being a father is destined to not be able to do anything for you. I can only advise you to untie your heart knots early. That person is going to become him now. I advise you not to think too much and do it yourself."

And Qin Zifan, who was originally expressionless and even a little numb, burst into tears when he heard this. It was a slight whimper at first, but in the end it was almost wanton crying.

Qin Zhen sighed and shook his head, finally couldn't bear to see him like this again, turned and left.

In Zhaoyang Palace, Liang Haoyu sat in front of the qin, caressing the qin carved for him by Qin Zifan, and shed cold tears.

After all, he had nothing to do with that person, and he was so distressed that he was about to die, but his mind was still clear, and he still knew what he was about to face.

The bright red wedding gown was held in Qiu Jin's hands respectfully.

As if to cater to the festive atmosphere, the Zhaoyang Hall was decorated with lights and festoons everywhere, red veils covered the roof, and joyful candles were also placed one by one.

The eunuchs and maidservants were tidying up with joy on their faces, and there were small conversations from time to time.

"Qiu Jin, take the clothes away, I don't want to see them." Liang Haoyu said coldly.

Qiu Jin was a little embarrassed, "Young master, the emperor asked you to try it out. If it doesn't suit you, there is still time to continue to revise..."

"I said, take the clothes away!" Liang Haoyu almost roared.

Qiu Jin lowered her head and took a step back. "yes."

After walking outside the store, Qiu Jin sighed silently.Recalling that Mo Li fell asleep while playing the piano a few days ago, she put a cloak on Mo Li.She should have stepped back when the emperor arrived, but the emperor stopped her and suddenly told her that she should serve in Zhaoyang Palace.

Although Qiu Jin was puzzled, she could only respond respectfully.

After arriving at Zhaoyang Palace, she found the person who had played the music at the court banquet before. If she remembered correctly, this person was named Liang Haoyu, the son of Hubu Shangshu.

Qiu Jin thought that this person should be very easy to get along with, but who knows that since she served him, she has hardly seen him smile, and the most thing she does every day is playing the piano.Play all kinds of tunes, one more sad than the last.Those who hear it seem to weep, and those who hear it feel sad.

Of course Qiu Jin didn't know what this young master was thinking, since the emperor asked her to wait in the Zhaoyang Palace, the emperor hardly came here.

It's not that he didn't think that he was very sad because of the little rain and dew from the emperor, but now the imperial decree has been issued, and he is named Concubine Liang.I thought this person would be happier in this way, but who knows...

Qiu Jin looked at the bright red dress in his hand.

That's all, let's go and report to the emperor.

At this moment, Yin Ci was buried in Mo Li's body, moving fiercely.

Satisfied to see Mo Li's flushed face, emotional tears filled the corners of his eyes, and he spit out crying mouths time and time again.

Finally, with a low growl, he sprinkled all the seeds in his body.

The two panted heavily, and Yin Ci kissed the corner of Mo Li's mouth, "Little fairy, I will be squeezed dry by you sooner or later."

Mo Li was so tired that he didn't speak, the arms around Yin Ci's neck fell weakly, turned his body sideways, closed his eyes and wanted to sleep.

Seeing him like this, Yin Ci could only laugh, "At least clean up your body before going to bed."

Mo Li felt in a daze that Yin Ci seemed to have said something, but he pretended he didn't hear it.

The sound of even breathing came from under him. Yin Ci saw Xiao Fenghuang who fell asleep instantly, smiled helplessly, kissed his forehead lightly, and began to run his fingers along his black hair little by little.

In fact, he thinks that Mo Li looks better with loose hair than tied hair.The black hair makes the complexion look fairer.

Mo Li's eyes are pitch black, very pure black.This kind of black is actually very rare to see.

Yin Ci's hand gently stroked the upper Moli's eyelids, and then moved down bit by bit.When it reached the lips, Yin Ci touched them lightly.

Mo Li's lips were always a little red, and when she smiled, she really responded to the phrase "red lips and white teeth", but it turned pale pink when the heart palpitations broke out.

Yin Ci looked at the sky, it was about You hour, and he still had some memorials that he had not reviewed, so he left Mo Li's side and went to the book case to review.

Qiu Jin probably knew that Yin Ci was in the hall now, so she asked her father-in-law to inform her.

After hearing the announcement from his father-in-law, Yin Ci put down his brush and announced Qiu Jin into the palace.

Qiu Jin explained the situation to Yin Ci in a low voice, and Yin Ci frowned after hearing this.

"Don't want to wear it? Then I will help him put it on myself." Yin Ci got up, and there was a slight sound of friction between the clothes and the desk.

"Show the Zhaoyang Palace."

Qiu Jin glanced worriedly at the inner hall.

"Yes."

After Yin Ci left, Mo Li, who was supposed to be sleeping with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

The Zhaoyang Hall was brightly lit at the moment, as if to welcome the upcoming happy event.

And Liang Haoyu stood in front of the bed in white clothes.Avoiding all festive objects in the house, just looking at the moonlight.

When Yin Ci arrived, Eunuch Li yelled "The emperor is here", and all the eunuchs and maids in the house knelt down together.

Liang Haoyu turned around with wide eyes, as if curious why Yin Ci came at this time.But then he bowed down respectfully, "Liang Haoyu, a grassroots man, sees the emperor."

Seeing Liang Haoyu like this, Yin Ci wanted to tease him, "My concubine, get up, she is going to get married, why don't you take care of your body, she is still standing in front of the window at night, What should I do if I catch a cold?"

Liang Haoyu thought that it would be better if he caught the cold, maybe he could postpone the wedding.

And Yin Ci seems to have seen his thoughts, "My concubine is suffering from the cold, and I will only be the one who suffers. Of course, I am afraid that the bridal night will be more difficult." Smiling, he looked at Liang Haoyu, and was satisfied to see him in a split second. pale face.

"By the way, I heard that my concubine doesn't want to change into the wedding dress? How can I do it? Concubine Ai knows that dozens of embroiderers in Suzhou rush to make the wedding dress overnight. Some people even hurt their eyes just to embroider some prosperous patterns. Wouldn't Aifei's doing this not live up to the hard work of those people?"

Yin Ci knew where Liang Haoyu's weakness was. These migrant poets who like to compose poems and poems like to be compassionate to others, and they can't wait to recite all the pain of time.Therefore, they have high requirements for themselves, do not waste food, and respect the fruits of labor of all workers.

So what Liang Haoyu said would keep his literati's self-esteem and pride.

If not, "Does the emperor think this is interesting? I will put on ten miles of red makeup for you as a man and become your concubine! This is a disgraceful thing. Your majesty, you have to let dozens of embroiderers rush to make it overnight. New clothes... don't you think it's absurd to do so, Your Majesty?"

"Absurd... I don't think so." Yin Ci looked down at Liang Haoyu, "My concubine, since the facts cannot be changed, we might as well accept it obediently, at least the ending will be better for both of us."

"Your majesty, you know Zifan and me!" Liang Haoyu seemed to be extremely excited, trembling uncontrollably.

Yin Ci's eyes froze, "Aifei, I don't want to hear other men's names from you."

"Why on earth are you..." Liang Haoyu shook his head incomprehensibly, he couldn't see a trace of love for him in Yin Ci's eyes, so why on earth, why did he insist on marrying him.

"My concubine, please change into your clothes. It's right here." Yin Ci sat at the table, and immediately a servant girl came to pour tea.

"In...here?" In front of so many people? "Caomin can't do it." Liang Haoyu was proud, with his head slightly lowered, but his spine was straight.

Yin Ci laughed out loud when he heard this, "Can't do it? Then it seems that the concubine doesn't like this dress... Then, those who embroidered this dress should all be damned." Yin Ci's expression changed In order to be cruel, "Who made them insult the concubine's will?"

"Your Majesty! You!" Liang Haoyu was trembling with anger, but he couldn't say anything serious after all.

As if feeling extremely humiliated, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "I'll change."

Liang Haoyu took off the original white shirt one by one, leaving only the inner garment.

The red clothes were held in the hands of the maids, and the serving maids immediately worked on Liang Haoyu.

Liang Haoyu closed his eyes tightly the whole time, and he opened them slowly until the last hands left his body.

At this moment, Liang Haoyu was wearing a neutral wedding dress, embroidered with patterns of phoenixes and chrysanthemums, and the red color gave Liang Haoyu's cold face a little color.

Yin Ci nodded in satisfaction, "I didn't expect Aifei to be more beautiful than I thought after wearing it."

"Then it's settled, Aifei has no objection."

Liang Haoyu didn't say a word, and Yin Ci didn't bother to waste words with him, "Show me back to the palace."

Mo Li kept his eyes open, lying obediently under the blanket, not going anywhere, waiting for Yin Ci to come back.

The author has something to say: the writing of this chapter is also a bit messy, with one sentence here and another, QAQ

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