Marry the second man to be a princess after wearing a book

The night in the border town was very windy, and the yellow sand rolled up dust and slapped the windows.

Qi Yan was already used to it, and fell asleep in the sound of the wind.

He had a dream, in which he returned to the capital, the palace where he was imprisoned throughout his childhood.

The stars are dim at night, and the crescent moon hides in the thick clouds and refuses to show up.

Qi Yan saw his sheep and sheep walking alone on the road to the palace, the heavy sky was like a mountain, pressing heavily on the sheep and sheep's shoulders, Qi Yan looked at the back of his beloved from afar.

I saw him kneeling under a high position; I saw him being supported by others and receiving all the rewards; I saw him standing lonely among the lights and buildings.

The speeding carriage was stopped by officers and soldiers, his sheep curled up in the dark and wept, Qi Yan tried his best to touch it, but he couldn't touch it.

In the last scene of the dream, the sheep stood with his back facing him, his clothes were stained with blood, and the sword in his hand was dripping blood. He turned around slowly, and the blood stained on his cheeks was dripping down, and then he was caught by two lines. Clear tears wash away.

With tearful eyes, she quietly looked at Qi Yan.

In an instant Qi Yan woke up from the dream, there was still a lot of wind outside the house, and the depression in the dream shrouded in his heart for a long time.

Qi Yan got up and put on his clothes and went out, walking into the heavy night.

In the early morning of the next day, a BMW drove Qi Yan away from the border town.

Behind the yellow sand rolled up by the horse's hoof, Old General Wen stood on the city wall and watched his grandson leave. For a moment, a bright red flashed in his chaotic eyes, which was the last color of his daughter Wen Shu when she left.

The lieutenant beside him asked puzzledly: "General, why do you want the prince to leave? There is only one month left before the Queen Mother's birthday banquet. It is extremely dangerous to go to the capital on this trip, not to mention that we are only one step away."

Wen old general's firm back seems to be bent, he is old, but he has seen a lot.

"Just let my old bones help the junior one last time."

The flying geese in the sky screamed and went away, carrying yellow sand into the thick clouds.

One month later, the capital is still bustling with prosperity.

Shen Yang got into the carriage of the palace and went to the palace.

The big housekeeper, Qiu Qiu, and Ying Xiu who was married to the second housekeeper of the palace were hiding behind the gate to see him off. She watched the carriage go away, leaning on the door and lowering her eyes.

Qiu Qiu and the butler watched the princess leave and returned to the palace. When the butler stepped on the stone steps, Qiu Qiu quickly helped the butler to stabilize him. The latter smiled and shook his head.

"Old and useless."

Just as Qiu Qiu wanted to say something, the butler waved his hands and walked into the mansion with his back bent like a dead leaf falling by the side of the road.

With a sound of 'touch', the gate of the palace was closed again.

After returning to his room, Qiu Qiu found an unexpected visitor, and Ying Xiu got up slowly.

Qiu Qiu frowned, seeing Yingxiu stood up and walked to her side to close the door.

The wind outside the house blew, and the dead leaves on the trees fell to the ground.

The birthday banquet was extremely extravagant, with delicious food and wine, and beauties on the side. The events in the south this year didn't seem to have the slightest impact on this place.

Shen Yang accompanied the eldest princess to listen to the opera together. The stage was built very large, and the Huadan on the stage sang to the fullest of the prosperity of the palace.

The eldest princess's complexion was a bit ugly, and the flattery of the officials was too harsh. Thinking of the tens of thousands of people who died due to the plague and floods in the south, I felt disgusted.

People in the capital are very good at standing in line, and it took a while to take shape.

The empress dowager faction represented by the prime minister; the concubine Ru and the seven princes represented by the minister of punishment; and the neutral faction represented by the imperial doctor.

Some other officials were scattered around, taking advantage of both sides, forming a scene of prosperity and prosperity.

Fortunately, Shen Yang and the eldest princess stood together, so they didn't have to deal with this. Out of his corner of the eye, he glanced at the crowd, Shen Yang's eyes collided with the imperial envoy's wife, and the two nodded slightly and looked away at the same time.

Shen Yang saw the eighth concubine Liang Qiao standing on the edge, accompanied by the prime minister's second daughter, Feng Lian, and remembered the tragic situation of the second son of Dali Temple. The closeness of the two met Shen Yang's guess.

Shen Yang on this side shifted his gaze, and the two on the other side were sitting together dealing with the wives and daughters of officials who came to chat.

Liang Qiao raised the corners of her mouth and smiled to socialize, Feng Lian sat on the sidelines absent-mindedly, and an official's daughter came to talk to Feng Lian, but they were all repelled by the other party's cold face.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the gate of the palace, and everyone looked away.

The person who came over was the imperial concubine Shuxian, the mother concubine of the thirteenth prince, who was also very prestigious in the harem. The thirteenth prince was about to marry, and many officials' wives walked over with their daughters.

However, the concubine Shuxian declined all of them, and instead picked an inconspicuous official daughter to accompany her.

Shen Yang saw it from afar, and heard the people around him guess who the woman was, and someone recognized her, and replied in a low voice.

"That's Yu Shi Zhongcheng's daughter, she seems to be called Yu Jiaojiao."

The others didn't know each other, "How can a daughter of a small official invite the imperial concubine to accompany her?"

"Maybe the thirteenth prince likes someone."

As soon as the words came out, other people didn't believe it, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

Liang Qiao also noticed Yu Jiaojiao's attention at this time. She thought of her past self, and her eyes turned away with sarcasm.

Feng Lian looked up, the noise in the palace was particularly disturbing, she actually missed the cleanliness of the temple.