Waiting for the wind, waiting for the rain, waiting for your return

A pair of red candles were burning brightly in the bedroom, and happy words were pasted everywhere. On the happy bed, there were red mandarin duck brocade quilts, sprinkled with peanuts, red dates, lilies, lotus seeds, and these again... Xiao Zhongyuan rubbed the center of his brows, and Wave your hands and throw it all in the food box.

It was almost midnight, and the two of them gathered around the round table and started peeling the peanuts and lotus seeds in the food box to pass the time.

"Big wedding ceremony in this world is really cumbersome." Xiao Zhongyuan said without thinking.

"The good relationship between the two surnames can't be sloppy, three letters and six rituals, Na Cai, asking names, Na Ji, Na Zheng, asking for a date, and a personal welcome. Today is just a personal welcome." Jun Fu said with a smile: " This is just a folk wedding custom, if the prince gets married, he can't be so sloppy."

Xiao Zhongyuan glanced at Jun Fu, feeling a little unhappy: "Your Highness, the third prince, have you been wronged today?" He completely forgot that he had said "keep everything simple" before.

Under the light of the red candle, Zhong Yuan's fair skin was smudged with a layer of heart-warming warm red, and his black feather fan-like eyelashes cast a thick shadow under his eyes, shining with some unknown light.

Jun Fu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled brightly: "I'm afraid I've wronged the beauty, so I'll make it up again when I return to the imperial city in the future?" After saying that, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Xiao Zhongyuan's chin.

Every time he talked about Fengyue, Jun Fu couldn't get anything cheap, and he often teased and teased him.Xiao Zhongyuan was a little sullen, turned his face away and said coldly: "Could it be that you forgot your engagement with Princess Rongcheng? She is the one you are going to marry. We are just playing tricks to catch the ghost king."

Why do you feel a strong sour taste in these words?

Jun Fu chuckled softly, and said: "Are you jealous in the legend? I wanted to call off the marriage when my father bestowed it on me, but it was because of me that she fell under the forbidden curse. I felt sorry for her." I owe it. But my marriage contract with her doesn't count anymore, anyway, it's a long story."

The candle flame flickered, casting dim and bright shadows on his handsome face, Xiao Zhongyuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, got up and put on his clothes and lay down on the bed: "Who is jealous, you are sick, you don't need to explain to me. I Go to sleep, do what you want." As soon as he touched the pillow, he felt drowsy, and the tedious process of this day was even more tiring than cultivating an immortal.

Jun Fu suddenly followed him shamelessly, and waved down the bed curtain. The red candle shone lightly through the red bed curtain, and projected the auspicious flower pattern embroidered on the tent onto the quilt, creating an incomparable atmosphere. Get ambiguous.

Xiao Zhongyuan's body tensed up, no sleepiness at all, he woke up instantly, stared at Jun Fu vigilantly and said, "What are you doing?"

"I think that ghost king might be a pervert, since he can't see other people's affection..." Jun Fu's lips curled into a smirk, and he leaned closer to Zhong Yuan: "We prefer to show him affection."

Looking at the handsome brows that were suddenly close at hand, and the innocent and sunny smile blooming like a child, Xiao Zhongyuan's throat and hair tightened, his hands in his sleeves curled up involuntarily, and even his voice became a little hoarse. "You..." After finally uttering a word, I was thinking whether to say you are shameless, you bastard, or you are ridiculous, when suddenly a gust of dark wind rushed into the room, a dark fragrance came, and a force engulfed the two of them, and then opened their eyes, It's another scene.

In the dark mountain valley, the surroundings are dark, and in front of them are two golden boys and girls in red and green with buns hanging down. Their faces are heavily made up, and their cheeks are smeared with a ball of red rouge, like poor-quality face powder that has not been spread evenly. .There are no eyes in Niu Da's eye sockets, just like golden boys and jade girls who were burned to the dead.

Jintong turned his neck stiffly, looked at the two of them left and right, as if he didn't know who was the bridegroom and who was the bride, so he casually pointed at Xiao Zhongyuan and said, "Life or death?" The voice was harsh, sharp and unpleasant.

"How about life and death? What about death?"

But no matter how you ask him, Jintong keeps saying this over and over again.Jun Fuhuo got up, and slapped the golden boy's head 360 degrees.Jin Tong stretched out his hand to support his head, and asked repeatedly, "Life or death?"

"What's the rivalry with a paper figurine..." Xiao Zhongyuan rolled his eyes at Jun Fu, and chose one casually: "Shengli."

"The golden boy leads the way."

"Jade girl sent to the west."

After the golden boy and the jade girl sang, they turned sideways to get out of the way. Two forks appeared on the originally straight road, obviously to send the two of them in different directions.A group of soldiers holding spears appeared in the darkness, wearing black long boots and black fish-scale armor with spots of rust on them. Only when they got closer did they find that these soldiers had cloudy eyes, blue-gray faces, and lifeless.The two looked at each other: it was a dead body.

Jun Fu pointed to the shape of his mouth, and gestured: play by ear.He was taken to the road on the left.

Xiao Zhongyuan followed the group of dead soldiers for a short distance, and another soldier brought a red horse and signaled Zhongyuan to ride forward.Zhong Yuan got on his horse, and the horse started to gallop, only the sound of wind passing by.

After walking for a while, the horse stopped in front of a solitary temple. On the pitch-black plaque were written three big red characters of "Marriage Temple".In the dark mountain depression, this lonely Marriage Temple looks a little eerie, and the screams of night owls can be heard from time to time all around.

Xiao Zhongyuan stepped into the temple, and there was a tall and straight figure standing in front of the old moon statue with kind brows and a smiling face. The crimson brocade narrow-sleeved robe was covered with a black general's armor, and a golden crown with hair tied on his head.The man turned around, his facial features were upright and handsome, his eyebrows sculpted by wind and frost showed fortitude, and he stretched out his hand to Zhong Yuan from afar.

This man looks quite magnanimous, could it be the Lord of Lovesickness?But it is obvious that this figure is not the real deity, let's wait and see what happens.Xiao Zhongyuan approached the man with a wooden face.

"If there is no destiny in the previous life, we will reunite and make a wish in the next life." The man stared blankly at the infinitely lingering expression on his face, muttering and passing a wooden portrait, and the phantom disappeared suddenly.

Xiao Zhongyuan looked down at the wooden statue, his face was somewhat similar to the man just now, except that his face was brighter and full of smiles.

The surrounding scenery disappeared, and he was placed in another scene.

"Princess, please slow down, don't fall."

Under the bright sunshine, Sima, the daughter of General Ma of the Youyun Guozhu Kingdom Company, the owner of Yongning County, seemed to be galloping on a blood-red horse, with a high-tipped ponytail and only a fiery red hairband. The hearty laughter of the 12-year-old young princess floated.

The guard following the princess suddenly whipped a horse slave hard, and a bloodstain immediately burst out: "What are you looking at, is the princess Yongning something lowly like you can see?"

The young man was thin, with bright black eyes. His long black eyelashes trembled due to the pain, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing, only staring at the guard.

Seeing the young man's stubborn appearance, the guard became even more annoyed, and the horsewhip rained down on the young man: "What are you looking at? Begging for mercy? Kneel down and admit your mistake, and I will save your dog's life!"

Even though he was whipped to the ground, his skin was torn apart, the young man still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Suddenly, the guard's wrist was caught by the long whip that flew over, and Princess Yongning jumped off the horse, and a clear voice sounded: "Dog slave, who told you to beat him? His horses are so well fed, the chief of the county Reward him heavily!"

The guard trembled in fright, and slapped himself heavily: "Princess, forgive me."

Princess Yongning helped the boy up, and said sweetly, "What's your name?"

The young man raised his head in flattery, and looked at this fairy-like woman dressed in red. No one ever cared about his name, they just yelled at him. He was just the son of a lowly horse slave in the racecourse. , One generation is a slave, and the next generation is a slave.After a while, he stammered and replied, "Shen, Shen Yan."

Princess Yongning swung a whip at the guard again, then turned her head and said in disgust: "It's not the princess who forgives the crime, you go and confess your mistake to Shen Yan and see if he forgives you."

The guard immediately prostrated himself at Shen Yan's feet, and tremblingly said: "The villain has no eyes, Mr. Shen, please forgive me."

This was the first time someone called him "Mr. Shen" and knelt down at his feet so humblely, begging for his forgiveness.Shen Yan completely forgot the pain on her body, and how this person whipped herself with a hideous face just now, and quickly waved her hands: "No...it's okay."

The owner of Yongning County smiled, showing a pair of dimples: "My name is Sima Wanru, and your horse is well-raised. Shen Yan, after Zhuifeng, I will give you full authority to take care of it." The name the Lord had just given to the red colt.

General Sima Sima Chengye ranks among the three princes. He is an important minister of the former emperor, and he is the Duke of Zhu. His daughter Sima Wanru is the princess of Yongning.The noble owner of Yongning County did not discriminate against Shen Yan's background, she would occasionally come to the horse farm to practice riding and archery, Shen Yan often just looked at her from a distance, and was satisfied.Princess Yongning is like the goddess he enshrines in his heart, he only dares to look at it from a distance, and dare not have half a daydream.

Under the care of Princess Yongning, Shen Yan no longer has to do those endless chores. He only needs to take care of "Zhuifeng". He has more time to practice riding and shooting after feeding the horses. He hits the ground with one arrow, even if he is blindfolded, he can listen to the voice and argue his position.

Autumn festival, royal hunting.The mountains and plains were hunting with flags and flags, and all the relatives of the royal family wanted to come out on top. The 14-year-old Princess Yongning was eager to win and chose to enter the more difficult hunting grounds for wild beasts.How could the power of a big tiger with a pendulous eye and a white forehead be something that a fourteen-year-old woman could resist.At the critical moment, Shen Yan fired three arrows in succession, and the arrow pierced through the tiger's forehead, saving Princess Yongning.The young man in front of him looked familiar, as if remembering it, with a smile on his face: "You are Shen Yan? Thank you!"

Shen Yan blushed at that moment, from excitement, excitement, and shyness: "The Princess still remembers my name." Although he is a slave, he never calls himself a slave. This is Shen Yan's relationship with life. Both proud and unruly.

General Sima saw that he was good at skills and looked upright, so as a reward for saving the owner of Yongning County, he relieved him of his slave status and transferred him from the racecourse to the General's Mansion as a guard.After that, he had more time to see Wanru.