As soon as the sedan chair of Dongzhou to welcome relatives came out of the imperial capital, he saw Yingfu, Xuantian Yu, Xuantian Yi and other princes waiting outside the city gate. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info even brought some princesses with some heads of Hai Meier to send them off, and Zhen Yang'er sat on a chair and was carried and waited at the city gate. Ran Zi's late marriage was because it was a marriage between Dongzhou and the Heavenly Dynasty, in order to show the royal attention. All princes, princes and ministers have to send each other off.

Ran Ziwan's sedan chair stopped, and he heard Zhen Yang'er's vicious resentment: "Ran Ziwan...... Miss Ben thought you were dead...... Die under the play of the monks of the Northern Regions!haha......"

"Huh...... I, Ran Ziwan, will not only not die, but will live well. I want to see how a poisonous woman like Miss Zhen ended miserably!" Ran Ziwan opened the curtain and watched Zhen Yang'er being supported by a chair, and understood seven or eight points in his heart: "It seems that Miss Zhen's legs are useless...... I don't know if the prince of King Yong, who you have in mind, will look at you again?"

"You...... Ran Ziwan, you are the poisonous woman! You have a good relationship with Xuan Ge...... But he wants the king of the sea to bear the name of disgrace. You are the poisonous woman, I curse you not to die well!" Zhen Yang'er smashed her legs hard, jumped out of the wheelchair in a hurry, and fell directly to the ground. She couldn't wait to rush forward and tear Ran Ziwan apart. It was she who won the admiration of the wind, and it was she who made her identity as the emperor and actress of the Zhen family unable to disguise. Everything is her, and the honor of the Zhen family is gone...... She hated her to death, but she suffered herself in the end.

Zhenyang'er's words fell, and everyone looked sideways. In the eyes of the world in the past, what status was the daughter of the Zhen family? I never thought that under the grand scene of the marriage between the two countries, I heard the emperor and actress of the Zhen family speak so viciously and provoked the prince of the country to marry the country. For a while, some people were in a hurry, and Xuantian Yu stepped forward and instructed Sui Hu: "It's windy here, don't send Miss Zhen back!"

"What are you doing?" Zhen Yang'er shook his hand to avoid the hand that came up with him, and looked at Xuantian Yu lightly: "What do you think...... Will you ever get her back?

"The eldest lady of the Zhen family is self-respecting!" Xuantian Yu made a move and called two more attendants, with a little anger: "Send her home!"

"The Prince...... Haha......" Zhen Yang'er's words gradually drifted away, and she was forcibly dragged away, leaving behind only countless whispers outside the city gate.

"Sister Evening?" Xuan Tianyu stepped forward, just wanting to open the curtain. But when he heard it, Ran Ziwan said indifferently: "His Royal Highness the Prince, please respect yourself!"

Xuantian Yukan held his hand, but he was speechless. He once thought that he could calmly watch her marry far away, but now he sees her wearing red makeup...... Only then did I know that the pain in my heart was far from just talking.

Compared with the solemnity of Xuantian Yu, Yingfu is shallow. walked to Ran Ziwan's sedan chair, just wordlessly handed over a peach-pink letterhead, and then turned to leave. Ran Ziwan silently picked up the letterhead and threw it in his sleeve, but he was not in a hurry to open it and take a look. After that, there were some royal entertainments one after another, and Ran Ziwan never opened the curtain from beginning to end. It's like there's no reason to look at the crowd anymore, because there's no longer a figure of that person in the crowd.

Dongzhou Road is far away, out of the imperial capital. The guards of honor for welcoming relatives were all transferred to the carriage, and Ran Ziwan was also supported by the lonely moon Haoyue into the more spacious mahogany carriage. After getting into the carriage, Ran Ziwan's originally poor body felt a little hot. It's just that at this time, Ran Ziwan still doesn't know that the reason why her body is weak and weak is because she has been married to Xuan Ge in the past three days. Since she got up in the morning, she only thought that Xuan Ge had worked hard to cultivate all her life before she got married, and gave her true qi to herself.

"County Lord, can you drink some water?" Gu Yue opened the curtain and looked at Ran Ziwan leaning against the wall of the car, tired of thinking.

"No need!" Ran Ziwan didn't even look at Gu Yue, the whole person's mind was on the side of the past soup soup, under the bamboo forest that was entangled with Xuan Ge, and the scene by scene of Xuan Ge at the flower banquet. Memories are like a tide, swallowing up Ran Ziwan little by little.

"County Lord, take care of yourself. I've heard of the border Shuofang City, and we have to change to a waterway. It's inevitable that there will be bumps along the way, so you might as well eat some!" Haoyue took the food from Gu Yue's hand and continued to exhort.

Ran Ziwan was speechless without a word, just resting his head on the wall of the car and listening to the wheels gurgling. Where are you going now, and what's the difference?

"The young master once said......" Haoyue's eyes lit up, and she suddenly mentioned Xuan Ge.

Ran Ziwan took a deep breath, measured her face, looked deeply at Haoyue and waited for her to continue: "He said...... What?"

The young master said...... In the ten years that he was trapped in the imperial capital, what he liked to see the most was the happy face of the county lord of Ziwan. He stepped on the thousands of scenery of Yunshan Mountain, and what he couldn't take his eyes off was the joy of the county lord...... That year, the young lord had just arrived in the imperial capital city, and at that time he was not living in the Green Pothos Garden, but in the Dikun Garden behind Prince Zhong's mansion. At that time, the county lord of Ziwan was also the first time to sneak into Prince Zhong's mansion over the wall, and the young lord said that at that time, you liked the bamboo forest by the river the most...... ...... you meet for the first time" Haoyue gave a piece of goat cream to Ran Ziwan's hand without a trace, and continued to say many things that she thought their master wanted to say the most. And Ran Ziwan unconsciously took the pastry and slowly put it in his mouth. All the spirits stayed on every word that Haoyue confided.

Haoyue said leisurely, and Ran Ziwan's memory became more and more blurred. Slowly fell into a coma, but in the depths of her sleepy dreams, she only remembered that on the side of the stream ten years ago, she kissed the boy who was a head taller than her on tiptoe......

Seeing that Ran Ziwan fell asleep, Haoyue helped Ran Ziwan to lie down and covered it with a brocade quilt. Facing Gu Yue, he shook his head weakly again: "The county lord looks like this, I don't know how distressed the young master is!"

"The man you are talking about is not the young master...... The young master will not feel sorry for anyone!" Gu Yue's voice was very cold, but what she said was an indisputable fact.

"Hey...... It's too!" Haoyue muttered, a little choked. They are from Yunshan, and naturally hope that their young master can return to their sect. But the paradox is that they hope that Yunqi is still Xuange, romantic and affectionate.

"Since the Queen Mother said that the young master is dead, you and I should not mention Yunshan in front of the county lord in the future......! The county lord can't let it go in his heart, but it's not appropriate!"

"Well, I heard that the young master has returned to the Cloud Palace!"

"It's going back to recuperate! The young master was banned and counterattacked, and only the old clan master could suppress it. ”

"Amitabha, I hope the young master is safe and sound...... We can't follow our side, it's really worthy of the young master's cultivation!"