Chang'an is covered with snow, and the brilliant red silk spreads the long street for ten miles.

Today is the day of the marriage of the eldest daughter of the Mo Mansion, and this scene is not small.

This unique phoenix crown curtain makes Mu Yao more and more beautiful and moving. It was as if everything had become her foil.

The cold and thorough eyes seemed to be filled only by the woman in front of her.

"Mu Yao. ”

The woman sitting in front of the mirror looked back, and the peerless man was gone, and there seemed to be a lingering cloud between his eyebrows.

The peach blossom eyes, which are full of breeze and smile at all times, seem to have lost all their luster.

The heart was undeniably throbbing slightly.

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she laughed suddenly: "What?"

She loved him, it was undeniable, but how could she embrace him again with a scarred heart? She couldn't, the only thing she could do was to let go of herself and let him go.

"Are you happy?" the thousand words that came to his mouth turned into these three words at this moment.

Before coming, he had planned to take her away, but he still ......

She pursed her bright red lips lightly, and said with a smile like a flower: "Happy." ”

"Do you still love ......?" The latter words, drifting away in the wind in the woman's smile, what face did he have to ask her? The only thing he could do was to let go.

He once thought that persistence was affectionate and unrepentant love, but now she made him understand that letting go is also a kind of deep love.

Obsessed with his heart, he loves it so much, but in an instant it is eternal, if she is happy, what is this sting in his heart? After all, he lived up to her deep affection first.

He smiled again: "Be happy." ”

Her heart moved slightly, her eyes were gradually covered with mist, and the person in front of her was the person she loved with all her might, but they were no longer possible in this life.

She can't let go of herself, she can't let go of her heart.

She smiled tearfully, relieved, "Okay. ”

The auspicious time has arrived, and Gu Nanxun, who was hiding in the shadows, watched the woman who was once full of her get into someone else's sedan chair.

The hands hanging on both sides were tightly clenched, and it could be seen that Song Zhiyuan really loved her.

The blood was surging, Gu Nanxun only felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and blood gradually overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Gu Yijian's heart was distressed, with the strength of his master, if he wanted to rob people, it would not be a problem at all, but now he was enduring to watch Miss Mu marry someone else, which was thousands of times more painful than Ling Chi.

"Why didn't the master take Miss Mu away?"

Gu Nanxun glanced at Gu Yi with a gloomy expression, casually wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said without being salty: "It's just self-inflicted." ”

This word was indifferent and light, as if it was a joke, but Gu Yi heard all kinds of pain in his heart.

Mu Yao, who was holding the bright red apple in the sedan chair and biting her lip, had already burst into tears.

From now on, she is a wife and has nothing to do with him.

Shen Qingyu, who was hiding in the crowd, looked at the sedan chair that passed through the long street, and her heart was complicated, Yaoyao's obsession with Gu Nanxun, she was very clear.

Now that she has made such a choice, she doesn't know what Mu Yao thinks, but as long as she is happy, it is enough.

"Let's go. The man leaned in and whispered.

Shen Qingyu's expression moved slightly, and he subconsciously glanced in the direction of Xiao Mansion.

Xiao Chengyu......

In the blink of an eye, twilight is approaching, and marrying the woman he loves, Song Zhiyuan can't be happier.

There were many guests in the main hall, and Sheng Jingchen pulled Song Zhiyuan to the backyard.

As usual, the two sat on the stone steps with the wine jar in their arms.

"Jingchen, come, be happy today, drink. After speaking, he hugged the wine jar and sulked in a hurry.

Sheng Jingchen's face darkened slightly, and he snatched it over: "The master really can't understand it, that woman doesn't like you at first glance, I don't know what you want to marry." ”

For Mu Yao, who sent Shen Qingyu to prison, Sheng Jingchen really didn't have a good impression.

If it weren't for that woman, how could his sick beauty still have no news now? If it weren't for Song Zhiyuan's face, he would have let that woman go around a long time ago.

Song Zhiyuan frowned dissatisfiedly: "Marrying her is a blessing for me in this life." ”

Sheng Jingchen snorted and said coldly: "Fortunately, I hope so." ”

The two sentences were not in harmony, Sheng Jingchen didn't bother to tell him, and at the end, Song Zhiyuan dragged his staggering body to the wedding room.

Bang –

Mu Yao, who was distracted, was shocked by this sound, lifted the red hijab and looked, only to see the drunk Song Zhiyuan fall to the ground.

Her heart moved, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help the person up.

"Yaoyao, if I can marry you, this king has no regrets in this life. He looked at her drunkenly.

She was stunned for a moment, and her heart was a little moved.

silently helped him to the bed, and was about to get up and order his subordinates to fetch hot water, but as soon as he pulled his hand, she fell into his arms.

The strong smell of wine lingered on the tip of her nose, and she frowned slightly invisibly, but she didn't make any movement.

She still has others in mind, and it doesn't seem fair to him to do so.

"Song Zhiyuan, I have something to tell you. ”

As if she had made up her mind, she muttered word by word.

Drunken eyes widened a little, and he sat up with support: "Hmm." ”

She sat down beside him, her thin lips opened lightly, and she said slowly: "I still love Gu Nanxun." ”

Song Zhiyuan's heart twitched fiercely, and then he smiled lightly: "I know." ”

Mu Yao's expression moved slightly, and she said, "Then you are still willing to marry me?"

He suddenly asked Shi to take her hand and said gently: "I said that I have no regrets in this life when I marry you." ”

Her heart was shocked, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, the person in front of her may not be the person she loves the most, but it will be the person who is worthy of her life.

All the complications came to naught in an instant, and she smiled clearly: "I'll try to put you in my heart." ”

He was suddenly stunned, and then said with a smile like a child: "Okay." ”

After the eldest daughter of Mofu married the prince Song Zhiyuan, there was another good news, I heard that the emperor had canonized Princess Linglong of the Northern Desert as a concubine.

The marriage between the two countries means that the world can be peaceful for more than ten years.

Today's Fengqi Palace is in a mess, and it seems that Empress Yang has just been angry.

"The mother is angry. The personal palace maid whispered.

In the past, the emperor took a concubine and Empress Yang supported Zhang Luo almost as much as possible, but now she is a princess of the Northern Desert, but she didn't know that Empress Yang would be so abnormal.

The reason for this is that everyone in this palace knows it, and that is because in the past, the emperor was taking concubines, and the concubines in the harem were all wet with rain and dew, but this time it was different, and the emperor seemed to be favored by Xinna's concubine.

Not to mention staying in the palace of the concubine day and night, it is even more important to leave people in the Qianlong Palace.

Judging from this momentum, if Concubine Xian is not pregnant with a dragon, it is fine, but if he is pregnant with a dragon son one day, the position of the crown prince of that day will not be in jeopardy.

Although she hasn't written the eight characters yet, she has to think about the long term.

After thinking about it again, Empress Yang still decided to recruit the crown prince Song Haotian to the palace.

In fact, in the final analysis, it was Queen Yang who was worried.

For Linglong Zhen, who only wants to return to modern times, this Dayan Jiangshan is not very attractive to her, and Si Beichen doesn't even look at Dayan in her eyes.

As for Concubine Xian's stay in Qianlong Palace every night, it is true.

It's not because Si Beichen really favors her, but because there is something to discuss.

"It's the general election of the leader of the Martial Arts League in the near future, I don't know what the emperor has planned?" asked Linglong, who was dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, solemnly.

Si Beichen casually took a sip of tea, and coldly spit out two words: "Stir up the situation." ”

Linglong raised her eyebrows undeniably: "I heard that the heads of the eight major families will all appear in this martial arts league election." ”

Si Beichen smiled softly, extremely arrogant: "What?"