Fortunately for Feng Yanghou

Danyang has been sleeping in the dormitory, lying on his side in front of the screen, listening to the exciting and melodious sound of the piano in the courtyard, feeling no joy at all, instead closing his eyes sleepily.

I still remember that day when she hugged Brother Wang and cried in the Mingguang Palace, Brother Wang held her cheek without saying a word, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not know whether it was bitter or salty.

After all, she is Zhou Rao's princess—when Dan Yang closes his eyes, he will recall the heroic figure of General You Nian leaping on horseback.

Danyang held his breath, the corners of his eyes were dripping with tears, and the little sister who was watching her was so frightened that her eyes were red from crying.

Xiaojin has been serving her for two days without taking off her clothes, she hasn't closed her eyes for a long time, her lips and face are pale, and she looks extremely haggard.More importantly, she didn't dare to leave the dormitory for half a step, for fear that Her Royal Highness would go to the Bichi to find short-sightedness when she opened her eyes.

"Your Highness, it's rare to see a sunny day today, let's go for a walk!" Xiaojin said worriedly, looking at Her Royal Highness, who had locked herself in confinement for a long time.

Under her concerned gaze, Danyang stood up, did not refute, and finally talked to her, and finally said neither sad nor happy: "Let's go, let me see Zhou Rao's prosperity again." Maybe many years later, she You can also go back home to visit your relatives.

Danyang opened the door and walked under the warm sun.

She was afraid to open her eyes again, the first thing she saw was the unfamiliar Monarch of the Three Miao Kingdom, and the room full of red mantle candles.

The next day, Princess Danyang, wearing a phoenix crown and xiapei, will be taken out of the palace by a luxurious phoenix chariot, and the honor guards and guards that stretch for dozens of miles will also leave Qianyang City with the phoenix chariot.

"Your Highness, this is a gift from Canglizi to His Highness."

The piano sound stopped.

He turned to look at the woman standing behind him.

Hearing this, Danyang stretched out his hand hurriedly, his eyes lit up, and he even snatched the boxwood dowry he had just taken out of his sleeve.

He stopped suddenly.

"Canglizi won't lie to the princess. Canglizi keeps his word." Danyang was overjoyed when he thought about it, his frail body shook, and he caught him.

"What did Her Royal Highness trade with Canglizi?" He thought about what she had said that day.

Danyang pretends to be a man and wants to wake up and ask Canglizi to let her get rid of the disaster of marriage... So, this is Canglizi's way?

He looked down at the boxwood dowry that Danyang was holding tightly and never letting go, and suddenly felt full of doubts, but he had no clue.

Danyang stood by the patio in the courtyard, holding hands, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Seeing this, he didn't intend to embarrass her anymore, so he picked up the Changqin and brushed off the fallen flowers on his shoulders with one free hand, "Your Highness, please take a rest. Tomorrow will be the time when Jiangji leaves. Doing stupid things will embarrass the king."

His dark eyes looked straight at the boxwood dowry that Danyang was about to put in his sleeves, and he couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

He took two steps forward, and it was not difficult to find out why Canglizi gave Danyang what he gave to Danyang. The difficulty lies in the fact that he knows Danyang's nature like the palm of his hand.

There are not many people who can save Danyang from the disaster, except for Canglizi, he really can't find anyone who has such a great ability.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the night has gradually darkened.

He turned around and walked out of the room, just in time to bump into Ji who was coming towards him.

Ji Hei's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a melancholy and silent moonlight in his eyes.

He smiled embarrassingly at the person in front of him, his long eyelashes covered his eyelids, and he also smiled lightly, "It's a coincidence."

He stretched his feet, wanting to keep walking.

Ji grabbed him and wrote: "Princess Danyang has gone to bed early."

Ji thought he was going to Danyang's bedroom to have a heart-to-heart talk with her at night?

He sighed with a half-smile, "Come in."

After all, he tactfully retreated to the threshold, turned sideways, and tacitly allowed Ji to enter the door.

"Ye Han, you sleep on your side, Ben Hou move out."

He walked to the bed, the bed in the bedroom in the princess mansion is not very big, although he sleeps gracefully, but he has something to sneak into Princess Danyang's bedroom tonight, so he turned to the ghost-faced man in front of him with determination, Pointing to the vacant seat outside the bed, he frowned coldly, making it impossible for Ji to discuss.

Ji turned his face and stared at him closely, a smile appeared in his cold eyes for a long time.

Ji also didn't know how he agreed to the request of the person in front of him, and obediently put his clothes together and lay down on the side of the bed.

Seeing that the oil lamp that was still on on the Tan table was extinguished, he crept to sleep on Ji's right hand, not far or near, just lying side by side with Ji.

Ji immediately raised his left hand, turning over in a state of exhaustion, put his hand on his waist, and inadvertently rubbed the mountain black jade pendant hanging under his belt with his fingers hanging down.

Immediately, his eyes were dull, his waist and abdomen were stiff, and he didn't know whether to lift his fingers or not.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent and the moonlight is dim.

The person beside him was breathing evenly. He slightly raised his head to look at the face of the Rakshasa ghost who was at the same height as him, but seeing the man's eyes closed tightly and not moving, he tentatively stretched out his hand and pushed away Ji's hand and body, and found that Ji still didn't respond, sat up in an instant, put on his shoes sideways, pushed the door and went out.

The next day, the gloomy and cold weather seemed to change its face, and it was replaced by a glorious warm sunny day, which made the courtiers in the court compliment and joy, saying that "the princess is born, God blesses you".

The suona sound of universal celebration goes from far to near and then from near to far.

Ji Yang went to check the body temperature of the people around him, but only touched the empty bed and brocade quilt, and Ji Yang opened his eyes in shock.

On that day, King Zhou Hui and his courtiers stood on the wall of the palace and watched the guards of honor and guards who escorted the princess out of Qianyang City in a mighty manner. Bright color.

Qianyang city is still decorated with lights and festoons.

In the eyes of the people of Zhourao, the princess's birth and alliance with the country is a good time for singing and dancing.

The room is brightly lit, day and night.

Since Princess Danyang came out of Jiang, the courtiers who worried about this matter day and night were exhausted.At this time, King Hui of Zhou arranged the early court for the next few days in the name of amnesty to the world.

The next day, all titled wives and servants in the palace had to chant scriptures and worship Buddha under the leadership of the queen empress, pray for Princess Danyang, and pray for Zhourao's country and people's safety.

After Zhou Hou recited scriptures and prayed to God, the palace people prepared all the supplies and went to bed early.

In the huge palace, only Su Shu was left alone, sitting under the window sill, wearing her clothes and feeling dewy.

A bright moon was unbearable, Su Shu stood up.

"Sister Su!..."

The woman Feng Guanxiapei who suddenly opened the door and broke in, with red lips and beautiful face, crashed into her arms in panic, making Su Shu stunned.

"Danyang? How could it be you!..." She held up his face to shine it under the light, and then couldn't help but take half a step back.

Mingguang Hall.

Qi Xin's eyes filled with nameless fire, dark and cold, bloody and devouring.

Qi Xin stared at Canglizi who was summoned, and after a while, threw a teacup at the foot of the visitor, "Canglizi, let me ask you, where did you hide Fu Wangzhi?"

"Why did your majesty say that?" Cang Lizi had a wry smile on his face, "Although Lord Hou disappeared in the princess mansion, you shouldn't just point at me and curse at me indiscriminately, my majesty."

Canglizi opened the jade bone fan with a clatter, slightly covering half of his face.

Qi Xin didn't seem to have expected Canglizi's attitude. After being stunned for a moment, he laughed angrily, "Canglizi, don't think that Gu doesn't know what you're doing behind the scenes. The reason why Gu tolerates you is because of your Useful. If you are so ungrateful, don't blame Gu for attacking the person next to you."

Qi Xin rolled his eyes and paused.

Canglizi paused when he heard that, suddenly closed the folding fan, placed it on the palm of his hand and beat three times, each time, it felt like insects and ants were gnawing at the bottom of his heart.

Cang Lizi thought that at least Qi Xin would treat him a little more politely for Xu Zhuang's sake, but this sentence pointed the threat at his most important person, showing his sharp edge.

Qi Xin paced closer.

Cang Lizi turned his attention to the boxwood dowry placed on the case table, and said: "It seems that I know the ins and outs of this matter."

Cang Lizi stepped up to the side of the table, stretched out his hand and pressed the hinge under the lock of Huang Yang's dowry, a hidden compartment popped up in front of their eyes, the dark compartment was empty, and the Mixiang he specially placed in the dark compartment was Not even ashes remained.

Princess Danyang's guard of honor and guards walked into the dense forest outside Zhou Rao, and the clouds and mists rose, and everyone disappeared.

On the deep path, in the bamboo forest of Xiangfei, there is a slender figure holding incense chopsticks, and slowly rolling apart the incense cakes in the incense burner.

The charming and quiet woman stepped into the bamboo building.

After two days, he finally got up from the bed and looked at the woman quietly. The woman's slightly pale face was soaked in the projected light and shadow, almost transparent, and she looked a little weak and harmless. The eyes are like dead springs that have been poisoned, which is extremely frightening.

He raised his eyes, and when he was about to get up, he suddenly felt sore all over, and sat back on the bed suddenly.

Several birds outside the bamboo building twittered, and the woman who stepped on the shadows in the window was smiling as usual, "Master Hou, sit down slowly."

The woman walked in front of his eyes, just a short distance away, making his breathing stagnate.