"If King Qi wants to marry the Taifu Mansion, I'm afraid this marriage will be ......" Zhao Xian wanted to speak and stopped, the marriage between the Yan family and the Qi Wangfu was also a good match, and it was very likely to come true. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Sun family is a family of military generals, although the hundred officials are headed by civil officials, but the military generals work the battlefield, and the emperor will marry the military general's son-in-law and marry the princess.

Therefore, it is unlikely that the Taifu Mansion and the Sun family will marry, and if the King of Qi really wants to marry the Taifu Mansion, he only needs to ask the imperial uncle for a will, and once the will is down, the marriage will be decided.

Whether it is Sun Chenghei of the Sun family, or the little prince of Qi, or the king of Chu, Xie Yi, Yan Hanyu doesn't want to.

Marriage can't be autonomous, fate can't be controlled, Yan Hanyu doesn't know what use her efforts in this life are for her?

Even if God gives her a chance to be reborn, she is still just a person, she is not a god, she can't write the fate of others, she can't change her life against the sky, what can she do?

is full of poetry and books, she still can't see through her fate, and after reading through thousands of books, she still has no hope for the future.

The road ahead was too lonely, and she had endured it alone for many years, and she was too tired and tired to support!

She wants to be a woman like Shizuka, optimistic and cheerful, she can sway freely, laugh when she laughs, cry when she cries, and find her sister to vent at will when she is in a bad mood, or have a temperament like Zheng Qianqian, like it is like, and she does not hide it.

Not to mention her marriage, she still doesn't know if she can live past sixteen.

What's the use of having an amazing talent to set himself up in the crosshairs?

His father was a precedent!

After more than ten years of assassination in the palace, her father became a target for arrows, and she died in the palace, she wanted to find out some inside stories from her grandfather many times, but her grandfather never mentioned it.

She knew that only the whole capital knew about it, and she heard that there was a traitor in the palace who assassinated the emperor, and her father blocked a knife for him, and finally died. There are no more clues about this matter, and it is difficult for Yan Hanyu to investigate.

There was nothing to delve into, but Yan Hanyu insisted on investigating, and she really felt that her father's death was too worthless.

And she felt that her father's death might have another hidden meaning, which she had been thinking about for more than half a month after meeting the assassin on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The Khitan was angry because of her words at the palace banquet, and killed her to kill her, such a despicable and degrading act, and they Khitan people came to assassinate her, wouldn't it be too stupid to report themselves to their family?

Nine times out of ten, the people who assassinated her like this were the same as the people who killed her in Cangwang Mountain last time.

That's someone from the palace.

She wasn't sure that the man was a superior person, and if so, why did the superior assassinate her? What was the reason? Or was there something else to her father's death?

Her talent became a weapon to kill her?

His father's surprise became the cause of his death?

"The first son in the world", that is the name given by the people all over the world. But the one who is on the top, he will feel that he is the best in the world, and he is the only one, right?

Scared?

So it was logical that her father died, and she would not live past sixteen.

Yan Hanyu smiled bitterly, if she changed something, what was the point of being reborn!

The fate of King Qi's family, she knew it in her heart, if the emperor really agreed to give marriage, it would especially show his intentions for the Yan family.

King Qi is guilty of rebellion, and once the Yan family is on the table, they will become accomplices.

This trick is the most ruthless!

The clouds reflect the sunset, the sky is red like drunk, setting off the deepening twilight, the evening breeze carries the coolness of autumn, and the fallen leaves flutter with the wind, an indescribable poignant beauty.

The shadow of the setting sun stretched the shadow of the pavilion very long, and the faint afterglow was sprinkled on her face, and the glow reflected on her cheeks, tranquil and serene.

It was not early, but Yan Hanyu didn't have the slightest intention of going back, so she just sat there in a daze.

There was warmth on her body, Yan Hanyu looked up and saw that it was Zhao Xian who helped her put on a fighting robe.

"I'm going to help you get some meals, can you wait here?"

She frowned, lost her mind for a long time, and didn't know that he saw all her emotions in his eyes.

Hearing him say that he would cook the meal himself, Yan Hanyu was going to go with him.

"You're a little birthday boy today, just wait here. ”

"Okay. ”

"If it's boring, you can go to the study and find a book. ”

"yes, I see. ”

When twilight fell, Yan Hanyu sat in the pavilion and entered his study.

Zhao Xian's study is pure and elegant, and the ink fragrance is light. The study room is very wide, and there is a lot of books, and more book corners are marked, so you can see it at a glance.

She didn't have much to read, but when she saw that there was a pressed paperweight on the desk, and the pen and ink were on the side, she thought about practicing a few words.

After writing down a few words, she realized that what she had written was very inappropriate.

"Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely, but for the sake of the king, I have been chanting so far. ”

Crisply, put pen to paper.

She blows on the paper and ink, and sets it aside to dry. Standing in front of the bookshelf, Yan Hanyu was going to pick a book to see, because there were many books, she also picked this book at random.

Flip it open, but see the above notes Junxiu, all the names of the drugs are written, licorice, astragalus, ginseng, qiongqiu, etc., the names of the medicines, smells, and indications are all listed very clearly.

The paper and ink just now had dried, and she folded it lightly, and was about to put it in her sleeve, but the next moment she suddenly changed her mind and sandwiched it directly in the booklet.

There was always a candlelight, and Yan Hanyu looked up and saw that Zhao Xian had already come.

"It's dark, why don't you light the lights?"

"I forgot, this is written by Brother Lin?"

"Well, you can even turn to what I wrote when I was a child. ”

"Haha......" Yan Hanyu smiled, "I found it from below." ”

"Let's go, go get something to eat. ”

Yan Hanyu put the booklet on the desk and glanced back when he left.

In doing so, even she felt selfish, she hoped that he would see it, and hoped that he would not see it. With such a complex state of mind, she only hopes that God will make a decision for her.

Zhao Xian made a bowl of longevity noodles, which tasted excellent and overflowed with fresh fragrance.

Yan Hanyu thanked happily.

After taking a bite of longevity noodles, she asked, "Brother Lin, where is your wine? ”

"You want to drink?"

"Well, I think. Yan Hanyu nodded.

Seeing her look praying, Zhao Xian went to the wine cellar and brought out a pot of wine.

Yan Hanyu wanted to follow him into the wine cellar to pick up wine, "I want to go too." ”

The noodles were also eaten, and Zhao Xian had no reason to refuse and agreed.

The wine cellar is very deep, Yan Hanyu has followed him down before, but this time it is a wine cellar that he entered directly, and the tunnel door is in the backyard, not through the cold cellar.

The wine cellar was relatively dark, Zhao Xian led the way with a lantern, Yan Hanyu followed closely all the way, and then simply pulled his sleeve and left.

"It's dark here. She explained as she tugged at him.

Zhao Xian could even feel that those delicate hands had touched his hands, but instead of pulling his sleeves. With a slight thought, he took her hand and continued to walk forward.

As we walked into the depths, a secret door opened. (To be continued.) )