The returning phoenix of blue face

, a man with love, desire, joys and sorrows.

☆, the secret of the painting building

On the morning of the second day, Murong Ce got up on time to go to court, but when Ji Lian and others came in to serve him, they all looked at him speechless.

Murong Ce felt strange and looked at them.

Ji Lian said blankly, "Your Majesty, your forehead."

Murong Ce picked up the bronze mirror and looked at it, almost dropping it to the ground.Overnight, on the fair forehead, three purple interlaced water patterns appeared above the brows, as if they were like iron coils or flower stamens.Bright and coquettish, it seems that it will fall at any time.

"Wait for me to change clothes."

Snow mountain that day.

When Murong Ce woke up, Liu Qingxi took him to Yu Qingfeng's room, and stood by the window to talk to him.

"Murong Ce, let me ask you, where is Qingfeng?" Knowing that he had a grudge against him, he dared to come again and was willing to be punished, which really made him wonder who he was trying to save.

Murong Ce's expression remained the same, unaffected by those two bones.But Wen Liu Qingxi guessed something when she asked this question, but since he had already taken revenge, there was no need for him to say it again.Said, "If I know where the breeze is, then, will I have a new love?"

"Hmph! The members of the emperor's family are really shameless people." Hearing this, Liu Qingxi also understood.Yes, if Qingfeng is still there, will he bring his new love here?What's the use of being angry. "The man who came with you saved you, I hope he won't die at your hands again."

"Senior, don't worry." Li Rong saved him?Murong Ce was a little surprised, he thought all this was done by Liu Qingxi, but now, it turned out to be Li Rong.

It didn't take long for Murong Ce to go to the room where Li Rong was placed. When he sat by the bed, he looked at the person who was still in a coma. Cracks instantly caught the eye.Purple pear blossom!Murong Ce frowned.

And Li Rong woke up at dusk, and when he got up, he looked at his bleeding wrist, feeling a little scared in his heart.

"Li Rong, I will remember your kindness." Murong Ce came in from the outside with his hands behind his back, wearing a cloak, as if he was about to leave.

Li Rong, who heard the sound, looked up, but felt relieved when he saw that he was safe and sound, but when he heard this, he felt a little cold, and gently put down his white sleeves and stood up against the bed rail, saying, "I just ask you to help me keep Xilin Kingdom." If you say that you will give him a little sincerity, then all your efforts will be in vain, it is better to change Guoan.

"You want to be the king of Xilin Kingdom." Murong Ce said affirmatively.

king?Li Rong thought it was ridiculous, and said, "King? Who cares?" He once only wanted to spend his life dancing to find someone who could understand him to accompany him, but the ups and downs of fate made him leave the country and wander around, and his dreams came to nothing.Some people also said to take away the throne for him, so that he would be worshiped by courtiers and prayed by the people, but he never looked directly at it.Later, when he met the person in front of him, national calamity was his mission, and love was just a cover.

"Then why are you bothering to approach me?"

"Can't I do it for my country? Even though I was abandoned, I'm not a villain who wants to ignore Xilin. And wouldn't it be better for you, Feng Yuanchao, to have Xilin's assistance? It's like a tiger with wings."

"Very good." Murong Ce approached him, examined him for a moment, and then said, "You and I both have the same purpose, so after you return to the palace, let the prime minister of Xilin Kingdom come to Fengyuan."

"I'll do it myself." Xiangru Ling Yan listened to him, he didn't plan to tell Murong Ce about it, it would benefit him if he said too much.

"very good."

The news that Murong Ce gave birth to purple water pattern overnight spread out of the imperial palace at a speed of mushrooming in one morning, and spread around Jincheng. Naturally, storytellers would also record it.

In the teahouse, there are three people around a table, all dressed in coarse cloth.

The handsome man said, "Since ancient times, red is auspicious, white is sad, and purple is noble. It seems that the current emperor is God's will for the emperor!"

The delicate little student ate peanuts slowly, and said, "Water pattern, isn't water a dragon?"

The ordinary boy clapped his hands and laughed, "Zilong was born, it seems that the emperor is the god of my Fengyuan dynasty!"

The two felt reasonable.

The handsome young man was puzzled again, and asked, "Then why are there three instead of one?"

The two were puzzled.

"Reporting to the emperor, the three of you have separated according to your instructions. Moreover, my subordinates discovered that the crown prince of Nanyan, Xiao Yu Muhan, has not left." In the Yuxiang Palace, Murong Xiuduan stood in front of her and reported the recent news.

Murong Ce read the scriptures and said, "Slowly tell the truth from what they said. As for Xiao Yu Muhan, tell the Lanxiu sisters to find out who he is colluding with."

"Your Majesty, my subordinates found out that night that Xiao Yu Muhan called him Lord Ran when he met with that person. Is there a courtier named Ran in my court?"

This matter made Murong Ce put down his notes, and said, "I don't have a subject named Ran in my court."

"Then Mr. Ran's identity must be false, there must be someone else. Moreover, Mr. Ran always covers his face when meeting." Murong Xiu guessed.

"When did you meet Master Ran?"

"Last night, on the maple floor."

"What does that person look like?"

"With a silver mask, the mask was never taken off."

After Murong Xiu left, he saw Yu Qingfeng coming over just as he was leaving the house, he was surprised for a moment but did not face him, and turned away.

Murong Ce picked up the booklet and looked at it in his mind, but he was thinking about what Murong Xiu said just now.If he appeared on Fengji floor last night, then this messenger is not a prisoner.Who will be the person who assists Xiao Yu Muhan?Could it be that the assassination of Feng Chengdian this time also has something to do with it?Who is coveting the throne?Murong Yang is dead, is it his subordinate?But those people were all eradicated, no one has this ability.Perhaps, it is an inconspicuous person.Silver mask?

Yu Qingfeng wanted to go in, but Ji Lian didn't stop her, and let people go in directly. He is also a person with eyes, and these days, this person has been serving the emperor by his side, and he stays in Jinyang Palace every night.Can't afford to offend.

When Yu Qingfeng entered, he saw people sitting there looking at something, and he thought it was nothing more than an excerpt.Smiling secretly in his heart, but with a soft smile on his face, he said, "Wu Lang, seeing how helpless you are, what happened to you?"

Hearing Yu Qingfeng's voice, Murong Ce suddenly lit up, looked at the person approaching with a smile, and said, "Why are you here?" Perhaps, he can help find out the identity of this person, and we must make a quick decision.

Yu Qingfeng didn't know what he was thinking, so he walked over naturally and stood beside him.Murong Ce stretched out his hand and pulled him to sit beside him, and stretched out his hand to stroke the black hair on his forehead.Yu Qingfeng didn't feel anything, almost everything was normal, just like summer after spring.

"It's almost noon, and I haven't seen you coming back, so I came to see if the emperor is here with that little prince?"

Murong Ce chuckled, this morning he was dealing with political affairs in Yuxiang Palace, and when the matter was over, he would go back to Jinyang Palace to accompany him, which was regarded as watching people and not letting him do anything.

"It's fine with you here."

"I thought I was worthless?" He reached out and took the booklet, opened it and looked at it. He thought it was a trivial matter, and wondered why he took care of it himself.

Murong Ce didn't care that he took the booklets to read, these few books were all trivial matters, and the important ones were sorted out.Now that Fang Zhong is still in prison, all the big and small matters fall on his shoulders.

"You! It is difficult to conquer the country, and it is even more difficult to defend the country, but it is even more difficult for you." I also felt the same way before, and I still feel the same way now.

Hearing this, Yu Qingfeng was a little surprised but also a little bit happy. He put down the notebook and looked at him with a smile. The purple sand on his forehead became more and more beautiful the more he looked at it."I like what you say."

Murong Ce put his arms around his shoulders and said with a smile, "Idiot."

"You are."

"You're a hopelessly stupid idiot."

"Stupidity is not a disease, so you don't need medicine."

Murong Ce stared blankly at the person who was joking with him, this sentence was so familiar, it seemed that he answered it in the same way.And him, now?Is he starting to remember things from the past?

Seeing the silence of the person, Yu Qingfeng felt strange, reached out and tapped his right eye, and said, "What are you thinking?"

Returning to his senses, Murong Ce smiled helplessly, and said, "I'll take you to a place."

Strolling all the way to the west wing courtyard, the peach blossom tree is full of green leaves this season, as quiet as a mountain, and opposite is a three-story attic.

"Goro, what did you bring me here for?"

Murong Ce asked someone to stay outside, and he led Yu Qingfeng through the peach forest and entered the attic. The moment he opened the door, Yu Qingfeng was a little surprised.

This floor turned out to be full of peony flowers, and there was a back door where the fake stone outside the house could be vaguely seen.There are peony flowers next to the wooden ladder on the upper floor, and peach blossoms are in full bloom at the corner.A house full of turquoise tulle.

"Let's go upstairs." Murong Ce smiled and pulled him upstairs.

Yu Qingfeng followed behind and looked at the scenery of the house, which was really strange.

The second floor is an elegant place, full of scrolls, and a handful of bamboo leaves are placed on the table next to the small window.What is even more surprising is that the people on the scroll are all Yu Qingfeng and Murong Ce, and occasionally there are landscape pictures.

"here?"

Murong Ce pointed to a picture of a bamboo house and said, "This is Pengshan's hut."

Going to the bottom of a picture scroll with only Yu Qingfeng, he said, "This is how you fell asleep when you were admiring the lotus in front of the house that day."

Yu Qingfeng walked over and looked at the person who was sleeping on the small wicker chair leaning against the railing.

"The green lotus is full of dew, and the Pengshan mountain is covered with fog at night. Xiaoxuan's pen and ink are written in a hurry, and some people don't know the way back in their dreams. The empty mountains are full of birds and gods live, and worry-free is just a floating life." Murong Ce thought lightly.

"I don't want a golden mountain to fill the house, but I want to have a close relationship in this life. What can the picture scroll Kongjun do alone?" Yu Qingfeng continued to read, and he could see this word clearly, and he couldn't read the scribbled words in front of it.

Murong Ce looked at the people around him, pointed to the scroll next to the painting, and said, "You said that you were alone in the painting and you were lonely, so you secretly drew me while I was drinking on the rattan chair. And what you just read You wrote the two sentences."

Yu Qingfeng glanced at him suspiciously, and then looked at the person in white clothes serving wine and enjoying the flowers, feeling a little misled.

"Lovesickness is drawn in the lovesickness pen, and lovesickness is always in the lovesickness cup." Although the brush and ink are dry, the handwriting is not old at all, and it seems that the pen has just been written.A simple sentence caused a little discomfort in his heart.

Murong Ce didn't pay attention to his strangeness, and explained, "Later, when I asked you what you meant, you said that I was a lover."

"There seems to be a gap between you two?" said Yu Qingfeng, who could hear the meaning slightly.Obviously fickle but passionate, it seems to say that this person doesn't understand his feelings.And what Murong Ce said now shows that there is a gap between them.

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☆, the wedding dress of Pengshan that year

gap?Murong Ce fell down for a moment, there was indeed a gap, but he mistakenly thought it was gone.Looking at the people around him with a smile, he replied, "It's not that I'm ruthless, but that I don't know how to express it."

Yu Qingfeng smiled and said, "Then this is my problem, not your fault, Goro."

"You're not wrong." From the very beginning, she felt sorry for him and was reluctant to let him make mistakes. Whether it was right or wrong, she kept it in her heart, but she wouldn't speak too harshly.Demonstrating with a whip is fine.

Yu Qingfeng smiled without saying a word.It's so strange that I thought of myself as Yu Qingfeng, and all of this seemed to be myself.No, all of this has nothing to do with me, just because we are very similar.

The two continued to watch for a while, and stopped under a red umbrella. Murong Ce picked up the red umbrella and slowly propped it up, pulling him into his arms.Still in the original posture, he smiled and said, "Qingfeng, do you like this red umbrella?"

Yu Qingfeng felt strange why there was still an old red umbrella here, and what to do with it.But since he was asking himself, "I like it."

Even though Yu Qingfeng said it nicely, Murong Ce still saw the hypocrisy in his eyes. This little bit of hypocrisy burned his heart, and he smiled wryly, "If you like it, I will keep it for you. On that day, if you want to last Walk it through the rainy street or the long street, and pick it up here."

"Okay!" To be honest, I really like it, maybe I'm curious because I haven't seen it before, or maybe I like it already.

Murong Ce closed the red umbrella, continued to hang it on the wall, and led the people to a small window on one side, where there was a bamboo shroud and a wood carving.

When he reached for it, Yu Qingfeng curiously reached out and picked up the wood carving.

A pair of hands holding a knife and busy carving wood flashed in my mind, but I accidentally cut my finger, and a drop of blood stained a person.

Does it look good?

Come, let me teach you.

There is no picture but only a clear dialogue, the voice is very similar to him and the people around him.

"I carved this?" Yu Qingfeng murmured.

Seeing him picking up the little wooden figure, Murong Ce was a little bit suspicious, but hearing his words, he couldn't help but feel a little happy, saying, "You carved it, and you carved it for a month. You don't take lunch breaks, and you don't read books just because of this wooden figure."

Yu Qingfeng pointed to the person in his arms and said, "This is me, and this is you."

"Correct."

No, it's definitely not my thing.It belongs to Yu Qingfeng, I am Qian Qinghua, not Yu Qingfeng.These are the two of them, how could I carve this thing with Murong Ce, he is my enemy.

Yu Qingfeng, who was holding the wooden figure, began to feel a little abnormal because of his inner entanglement.Murong Ce noticed this, and guessed that he probably remembered something, but he didn't expose it now.With a smile, he took the wooden figure, put it on the table, and said, "Go upstairs and have a look."

Yu Qingfeng didn't want to go at first, but he was really curious to know what else was there.

After entering the third floor, there is a tea table on one side, and a small table outside with unknown flowers, and inside the bead curtain is a bed, purple bed curtain, purple and white quilt and blanket.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Murong Ce didn't answer, but led the man into the bead curtain, placed him on a small couch by the window, then went to the closet to take out a set of bright red clothes, and then went back to marry something.

Yu Qingfeng got up to look curiously, and unfolded the clothes.It turned out to be hi clothes.

When Murong Ce came out, he was holding a phoenix crown and a red flying phoenix hijab in his hand.Yu Qingfeng looked at it, and instantly entered a memory again.

I, Yu Qingfeng, would like to be married to Murong Ce for a hundred years, no matter how poor or humble, born, old or disabled, I would follow him around day and night.The sky is the evidence, and the loess is the mirror. If you violate your oath and be killed in the wilderness, you will never be a human being.

After drinking the cup of wine, you, Murong Ce, will be the only wife of my Yu Qingfeng in this life.You have to give me what I want; don’t force me to do what I don’t want; you are not allowed to do what I don’t allow you to do; you are not allowed to go to the brothel, you are not allowed to flirt with anyone other than me, you are not allowed to look, you are not allowed to go out at night, If you want to tell me when you go out, and you have to go home on time, you are not allowed to lie to me, you are not allowed to tell me nothing, and you are not allowed to force me to study.

If this continues, you will not be allowed to go to bed tonight.

Yu Qingfeng dropped the wedding dress in his hand to the ground in a daze, and stared blankly at Murong Ce.I am really Yu Qingfeng, how could it be possible?I am a citizen of Nanyan, and the crown prince has been taking care of me.How could it be possible to know Murong Ce and make any promises to him? It's a joke, what a joke.

Seeing Yu Qingfeng's situation, Murong Ce was suspicious for a moment, and hurriedly put the tray on the small couch, picked up the well-preserved wedding clothes, and said with a smile, "This is the wedding dress Qingfeng and I wore when we worshiped for the third time. , how could you fall to the ground for me?"

Yu Qingfeng shook her head, and reached out to touch the red tassels on Fengguan's ear temples.Yes, I am Qian Qing Hua, and these things belong to Yu Qingfeng.And these messy words were told to me by him, perhaps, he was unwilling to let me help him finish them.But what can I do?

"Qingfeng, this wedding gown has been kept here for three years. If it wasn't for the good material, it might have been broken." Murong Ce held the wedding gown in his hand as if it were a treasure, and carefully touched the golden-yellow hair on his shoulders. Fengtou, this piece of wedding gown is made of famous hands, the material selection style and the sewing person are all famous hands. It took three months to sew it, and it was sent to Pengshan.The phoenix crown is also a high-quality item, a total of eleven red jades, selected from thousands of pieces, the golden phoenix is ​​also made of thousands of corals, with Bu Yao in its mouth, the small agate is crystal clear, refracting light every inch, Every place and every point is meticulous, and the tassels are not neglectful at all, with a faint fragrance of bewitching.Because all of these are precious, the phoenix crown has some weight, and it took April to make it.All of this had been meticulously prepared and cost tens of thousands of taels, and he was finally satisfied.Although she has no name, she is a real-name wife, and she never leaves each other when she sits, sleeps, walks, and eats.Can.

"I can see it." Yu Qingfeng said with a smile, picked up the red hijab, the material is really comfortable to the touch, smooth and soft, and there is a fragrance that has never been smelled before.The yellow tassels are embroidered with a red acacia flower as small as half a fingernail, and two yellow phoenixes surround a yellow acacia flower. The embroidery is so lifelike that it seems real.I don't know why, but I feel a little envious of the person under the hijab for being so attentive.

Murong Ce smiled slightly, folded the wedding dress and put it on the tray, looked at the hijab in his hand, reached out to take it, and said with a smile, "You are wearing it." He said with a smile and covered the hijab on his head.

Yu Qingfeng resisted a little, but was covered before it had time.

Murong Ce held his hands and repeated a sentence, "I, Murong Ce, have only one wife in this life, and I will only grow old with one person. There are thousands of people in the world, but Yu Qingfeng is the only one." Qin Moyan is indeed his wife. , above board, everyone knows.But no one knew that Yu Qingfeng was his real wife, and even though she was a man, she was worth it.Perhaps this is also a pity for each other!Don't let everyone know that Yu Qingfeng is the real wife who can grow old.However, one thing is fortunate, that is, Murong Ce has never paid homage to anyone, let alone the bridal chamber. Among the ten thousand people, only Yu Qingfeng has ever paid homage to him. The sky, the earth, Pengshan and the heart testify.Not a pity.

Yu Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, feeling weird in his heart.

"Goro."

"Be obedient and don't move any more. You didn't take off the hijab yourself. I did it." Murong Ce smiled and let him go. He reached out to pick up the red hijab again, and there was a conversation in his mind:

What are you doing?If you don't take it away, I will take it myself.

Don't worry.

I can't see anything.

The hijab must be taken off.

You are not going to marry me, are you?

You really guessed it right.

Why didn't I marry you?Besides, what about your dowry?

hehe!Can you afford me?You dowry!That's my heart.

Forget it, I accept it.If I can't afford to marry you, a Buddha, it's the same to marry you.

When the hijab was lifted, the desolate eyes of the person inside made Murong Ce's heart tighten, but he couldn't express his pain.It is obviously a person, but why should it be like this?You are obviously alone, but why do you hate yourself?Obviously it is a person, but why can't it be owned?Heaven is jealous of beauty, so could it be that fate, heaven, and old age are all jealous of blue beauty?

"Qingfeng." I really hope that you can take a good look at me.

At the next moment, Yu Qingfeng suddenly lifted the hijab, threw it aside, looked straight at Murong Ce, and shouted, "I am Qian Qinghua, not Yu Qingfeng, Your Majesty, you know it yourself." After speaking, he ran away.In the past few days, I have almost forgotten who I am, and I always think that I am Yu Qingfeng.He robbed the husband who loved him, robbed Murong Ce's bed partner at night, and lied to the sweetheart who missed him. Now, he covered his hijab and listened to the oath that should belong to him.It's too fake, it's all fake.He was like this only because of Yu Qingfeng, he was not sincere for a moment.

Hearing the hurried footsteps, Murong Ce stood there with his eyes downcast, his hands clenched tightly.Qingfeng, my king.I used to be able to accompany you day and night, drunk, but I was determined to pursue power and tried every means to make you let go of your obsession with idle clouds and wild cranes; now I want to travel around the world with you and live in peace, but I am responsible and give up all my thoughts in exchange My Fengyuan country is stable, but you are gone.hehe!

If fate can start over again, I will take you away from the disputes in this world at the place where you met for the first time, and live in the place far away that you think about day and night, and grow old forever.

If I had strayed away from Hanhu, I would not have met you, and you and I would not have been entangled.Let you be afraid of me because of calculations, unwilling to believe me; rampant because of my connivance; sad because of my desire for power; let alone choose to ignore you who expect me to save you because I am worried that you will threaten my throne. Kill you so that you will lose everything in the future.

If I can understand the love between the two old men under the deep end, maybe we will live there for the rest of our lives.

It's a pity, Qingfeng, we can't choose or predict our fate.All we can do is to save it desperately, or regret our recklessness in the years.

However, I have never regretted everything arranged by God.I only regret that I put too much emphasis on power, fame, status, and reputation in the first half of my life

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☆, bad words

gap?Murong Ce fell down for a moment, there was indeed a gap, but he mistakenly thought it was gone.Looking at the people around him with a smile, he replied, "It's not that I'm ruthless, but that I don't know how to express it."

Yu Qingfeng smiled and said, "Then this is my problem, not your fault, Goro."

"You're not wrong." From the very beginning, she felt sorry for him and was reluctant to let him make mistakes. Whether it was right or wrong, she kept it in her heart, but she wouldn't speak too harshly.Demonstrating with a whip is fine.

Yu Qingfeng smiled without saying a word.It's so strange that I thought of myself as Yu Qingfeng, and all of this seemed to be myself.No, all of this has nothing to do with me, just because we are very similar.

The two continued to watch for a while, and stopped under a red umbrella. Murong Ce picked up the red umbrella and slowly propped it up, pulling him into his arms.Still in the original posture, he smiled and said, "Qingfeng, do you like this red umbrella?"

Yu Qingfeng felt strange why there was still an old red umbrella here, and what to do with it.But since he was asking himself, "I like it."

Even though Yu Qingfeng said it nicely, Murong Ce still saw the hypocrisy in his eyes. This little bit of hypocrisy burned his heart, and he smiled wryly, "If you like it, I will keep it for you. On that day, if you want to last Walk it through the rainy street or the long street, and pick it up here."

"Okay!" To be honest, I really like it, maybe I'm curious because I haven't seen it before, or maybe I like it already.

Murong Ce closed the red umbrella, continued to hang it on the wall, and led the people to a small window on one side, where there was a bamboo shroud and a wood carving.

When he reached for it, Yu Qingfeng curiously reached out and picked up the wood carving.

A pair of hands holding a knife and busy carving wood flashed in my mind, but I accidentally cut my finger, and a drop of blood stained a person.

Does it look good?

Come, let me teach you.

There is no picture but only a clear dialogue, the voice is very similar to him and the people around him.

"I carved this?" Yu Qingfeng murmured.

Seeing him picking up the little wooden figure, Murong Ce was a little bit suspicious, but hearing his words, he couldn't help but feel a little happy, saying, "You carved it, and you carved it for a month. You don't take lunch breaks, and you don't read books just because of this wooden figure."

Yu Qingfeng pointed to the person in his arms and said, "This is me, and this is you."

"Correct."

No, it's definitely not my thing.It belongs to Yu Qingfeng, I am Qian Qinghua, not Yu Qingfeng.These are the two of them, how could I carve this thing with Murong Ce, he is my enemy.

Yu Qingfeng, who was holding the wooden figure, began to feel a little abnormal because of his inner entanglement.Murong Ce noticed this, and guessed that he probably remembered something, but he didn't expose it now.With a smile, he took the wooden figure, put it on the table, and said, "Go upstairs and have a look."

Yu Qingfeng didn't want to go at first, but he was really curious to know what else was there.

After entering the third floor, there is a tea table on one side, and a small table outside with unknown flowers, and inside the bead curtain is a bed, purple bed curtain, purple and white quilt and blanket.

"What did you bring me here for?"

Murong Ce didn't answer, but led the man into the bead curtain, placed him on a small couch by the window, then went to the closet to take out a set of bright red clothes, and then went back to marry something.

Yu Qingfeng got up to look curiously, and unfolded the clothes.It turned out to be hi clothes.

When Murong Ce came out, he was holding a phoenix crown and a red flying phoenix hijab in his hand.Yu Qingfeng looked at it, and instantly entered a memory again.

I, Yu Qingfeng, would like to be married to Murong Ce for a hundred years, no matter how poor or humble, born, old or disabled, I would follow him around day and night.The sky is the evidence, and the loess is the mirror. If you violate your oath and be killed in the wilderness, you will never be a human being.

After drinking the cup of wine, you, Murong Ce, will be the only wife of my Yu Qingfeng in this life.You have to give me what I want; don’t force me to do what I don’t want; you are not allowed to do what I don’t allow you to do; you are not allowed to go to the brothel, you are not allowed to flirt with anyone other than me, you are not allowed to look, you are not allowed to go out at night, If you want to tell me when you go out, and you have to go home on time, you are not allowed to lie to me, you are not allowed to tell me nothing, and you are not allowed to force me to study.

If this continues, you will not be allowed to go to bed tonight.

Yu Qingfeng dropped the wedding dress in his hand to the ground in a daze, and stared blankly at Murong Ce.I am really Yu Qingfeng, how could it be possible?I am a citizen of Nanyan, and the crown prince has been taking care of me.How could it be possible to know Murong Ce and make any promises to him? It's a joke, what a joke.

Seeing Yu Qingfeng's situation, Murong Ce was suspicious for a moment, and hurriedly put the tray on the small couch, picked up the well-preserved wedding clothes, and said with a smile, "This is the wedding dress Qingfeng and I wore when we worshiped for the third time. , how could you fall to the ground for me?"

Yu Qingfeng shook her head, and reached out to touch the red tassels on Fengguan's ear temples.Yes, I am Qian Qing Hua, and these things belong to Yu Qingfeng.And these messy words were told to me by him, perhaps, he was unwilling to let me help him finish them.But what can I do?

"Qingfeng, this wedding gown has been kept here for three years. If it wasn't for the good material, it might have been broken." Murong Ce held the wedding gown in his hand as if it were a treasure, and carefully touched the golden-yellow hair on his shoulders. Fengtou, this piece of wedding gown is made of famous hands, the material selection style and the sewing person are all famous hands. It took three months to sew it, and it was sent to Pengshan.The phoenix crown is also a high-quality item, a total of eleven red jades, selected from thousands of pieces, the golden phoenix is ​​also made of thousands of corals, with Bu Yao in its mouth, the small agate is crystal clear, refracting light every inch, Every place and every point is meticulous, and the tassels are not neglectful at all, with a faint fragrance of bewitching.Because all of these are precious, the phoenix crown has some weight, and it took April to make it.All of this had been meticulously prepared and cost tens of thousands of taels, and he was finally satisfied.Although she has no name, she is a real-name wife, and she never leaves each other when she sits, sleeps, walks, and eats.Can.

"I can see it." Yu Qingfeng said with a smile, picked up the red hijab, the material is really comfortable to the touch, smooth and soft, and there is a fragrance that has never been smelled before.The yellow tassels are embroidered with a red acacia flower as small as half a fingernail, and two yellow phoenixes surround a yellow acacia flower. The embroidery is so lifelike that it seems real.I don't know why, but I feel a little envious of the person under the hijab for being so attentive.

Murong Ce smiled slightly, folded the wedding dress and put it on the tray, looked at the hijab in his hand, reached out to take it, and said with a smile, "You are wearing it." He said with a smile and covered the hijab on his head.

Yu Qingfeng resisted a little, but was covered before it had time.

Murong Ce held his hands and repeated a sentence, "I, Murong Ce, have only one wife in this life, and I will only grow old with one person. There are thousands of people in the world, but Yu Qingfeng is the only one." Qin Moyan is indeed his wife. , above board, everyone knows.But no one knew that Yu Qingfeng was his real wife, and even though she was a man, she was worth it.Perhaps this is also a pity for each other!Don't let everyone know that Yu Qingfeng is the real wife who can grow old.However, one thing is fortunate, that is, Murong Ce has never paid homage to anyone, let alone the bridal chamber. Among the ten thousand people, only Yu Qingfeng has ever paid homage to him. The sky, the earth, Pengshan and the heart testify.Not a pity.

Yu Qingfeng was taken aback for a moment, feeling weird in his heart.

"Goro."

"Be obedient and don't move any more. You didn't take off the hijab yourself. I did it." Murong Ce smiled and let him go. He reached out to pick up the red hijab again, and there was a conversation in his mind:

What are you doing?If you don't take it away, I will take it myself.

Don't worry.

I can't see anything.

The hijab must be taken off.

You are not going to marry me, are you?

You really guessed it right.

Why didn't I marry you?Besides, what about your dowry?

hehe!Can you afford me?You dowry!That's my heart.

Forget it, I accept it.If I can't afford to marry you, a Buddha, it's the same to marry you.

When the hijab was lifted, the desolate eyes of the person inside made Murong Ce's heart tighten, but he couldn't express his pain.It is obviously a person, but why should it be like this?You are obviously alone, but why do you hate yourself?Obviously it is a person, but why can't it be owned?Heaven is jealous of beauty, so could it be that fate, heaven, and old age are all jealous of blue beauty?

"Qingfeng." I really hope that you can take a good look at me.

At the next moment, Yu Qingfeng suddenly lifted the hijab, threw it aside, looked straight at Murong Ce, and shouted, "I am Qian Qinghua, not Yu Qingfeng, Your Majesty, you know it yourself." After speaking, he ran away.In the past few days, I have almost forgotten who I am, and I always think that I am Yu Qingfeng.He robbed the husband who loved him, robbed Murong Ce's bed partner at night, and lied to the sweetheart who missed him. Now, he covered his hijab and listened to the oath that should belong to him.It's too fake, it's all fake.He was like this only because of Yu Qingfeng, he was not sincere for a moment.

Hearing the hurried footsteps, Murong Ce stood there with his eyes downcast, his hands clenched tightly.Qingfeng, my king.I used to be able to accompany you day and night, drunk, but I was determined to pursue power and tried every means to make you let go of your obsession with idle clouds and wild cranes; now I want to travel around the world with you and live in peace, but I am responsible and give up all my thoughts in exchange My Fengyuan country is stable, but you are gone.hehe!

If fate can start over again, I will take you away from the disputes in this world at the place where you met for the first time, and live in the place far away that you think about day and night, and grow old forever.

If I had strayed away from Hanhu, I would not have met you, and you and I would not have been entangled.Let you be afraid of me because of calculations, unwilling to believe me; rampant because of my connivance; sad because of my desire for power; let alone choose to ignore you who expect me to save you because I am worried that you will threaten my throne. Kill you so that you will lose everything in the future.

If I can understand the love between the two old men under the deep end, maybe we will live there for the rest of our lives.

It's a pity, Qingfeng, we can't choose or predict our fate.All we can do is to save it desperately, or regret our recklessness in the years.

However, I have never regretted everything arranged by God.I only regret that I put too much emphasis on power, fame, status, and reputation in the first half of my life