The ninth day of the first month of April is a good day, it is advisable to get married, the palace that has not done happy events for a long time is full of lights, the dragon chant and the phoenix are singing, and the suona is full of high-pitched sound in every corner of the palace. Princess Yongchang, who was deeply loved by the emperor, wore a bright red and dazzling wedding dress, and the Xipa, who was covered with a dragon and phoenix, got on the sedan chair with the support of the bride.

Yang's wedding was handled by Concubine Yuan, and the queen finally got back the rights from Yang's hands, but in the end it was divided between Concubine Yuan and Concubine Xian, and the layout of the palace was just from the original four corners to a three-legged trend.

Stretching for dozens of miles, the bright red silk burned all the way to the horse mansion like clusters of dancing flames, and the sound of firecrackers resounded through the ten-mile long street, and the horse Xue Hengjian welcomed the beautiful woman back to worship heaven and earth in the spring breeze. Hundreds of officials came to congratulate one after another, and the butler who sang in front of the door shouted hoarsely, and the congratulatory gifts he received were piled up into a small mountain.

In the evening, the emperor personally ordered a feast in the palace, singing and dancing during the banquet, and the colorful sleeves of the beautiful girl and the baby waved frequently, and the heart of the eyes of the water was taken away.

"Today, I specially hold this wedding banquet for Yongchang, and I hope that the couple will be of one heart and one mind from now on, and grow old together for a hundred years. "Your Majesty, the queen is the first to drink.

Huang Shouquan on the side filled the emperor's wine glass with sharp eyes, only he knew that the wine pot was not filled with mellow wine, but light and tasteless tea.

Yang Min had been poisoned and seriously ill before, and his body bones were not as big as before, and the imperial doctor repeatedly told him to focus on recuperation. But dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and sat on the dragon chair, the power of the Son of Heaven in the hands of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains inadvertently overtook everyone, and the ministers bowed their hands. The young Nine Emperor Princes leaned on the queen's lap, and his eyes were full of high crowns. His royal brothers also gathered their past edge and stood respectfully at the bottom of the steps.

"Long live my emperor, long live, I wish the princess and the horse one heart and one mind, a hundred years together. "As a courtier, the greetings always remember that there is a threshold of dignity and humility.

Such a wedding is grand and grand, the whole country has attracted attention, the emperor's relatives, high-ranking officials and nobles all bring heavy gifts to celebrate, and the banquet of the Son of Heaven is even more beautiful. No matter how dissatisfied Yang was, he had to maintain his royal face with a happy smile in his brother's smiling gaze, and the people he wanted to see were still not present, and the voice could not be heard in the voices of the people who invited him to drink.

The smile of the flower is full of bitterness, why no matter the past life and this life, you will not be the real other half of my life. Why is the wrong name written on the Sansheng Stone in the most important place?

I remember that on the eve of Yang Mu's trip to Shuzhou, she ignored her physical weakness and was independent in the courtyard in the wind, just waiting for a word.

"Do you have me in your heart?"

"Yes. "An answer without hesitation, a reassuring answer.

How nice it would be if there wasn't the next question

"What about her?"

The person who the two knew well, Yang Mu secretly violated the holy will several times without avoiding suspicion, and helped her send things from the palace to the outside of the palace, and no one knew who those things were given to.

"I don't know, since she fell into the water in the palace, I always can't help but think about her, I don't want her to be wronged, I don't worry about her struggling here alone, I just want to protect her. ”

The high wall that Yang had built for decades collapsed in an instant, and it turned out that not only did he look similar, but even his heart was the same.

The sound of three long live is like a wave spreading around the Taiji Palace, away from the Weiyang Pond of the Taiji Palace, Yuwen Yanshu did not go to the banquet, but sent others to sit alone in the pavilion and pour himself a drink. In the distance, I heard the sound of the flute in the front hall floating on the water, sparkling by the sparkling waves on the water, which seemed to be far away and seemed to be close to the ear, noisy and flashy on the one hand, simple and quiet on the other, as if the occasional intersection of two different worlds.

Yang, who was rumored to have fallen ill in bed by the assassin frightened, was actually not sick at all, no, it can't be said that her illness was not caused by fright, but by man-made.

She made her hands and feet in the decoction she took every day, dried white mandala flowers, a small amount of which would make her pulse appear to be vain, and from time to time she fell into a brief coma, which seemed to be caused by fright. However, this herb is harmful to the body, and if the dosage is not controlled, it will also affect her future offspring. Yang Mu was also exhausted for Yang Mu, but since that day, Yang Mu was sent to the territory to investigate, and she did not appear in Ziyuan until she got married.

The breeze slowly spun around the pavilion a few times and left, bringing a little chill. There are several plates of delicate and lovely pastries on the table, a pot of "drunken fairy wine", two wine cups, one full of wine and placed on the table, and the overflowing wine is a little higher than the body of the glass. Yuwen Yanshu took the wine glass, raised his glass frequently to the person who did not have zài on the opposite side, and drank it cup after cup.

Only when you look at others will you find yourself lonely and hanging, in such a moonlit and breezy night, you can't even find people who drink together. Ah followed the army to the frontier, and I don't know when I will be able to return. As a former courtier, the elder brother is grounded in **, although the brother and sister also breathe the air of the capital, it is difficult to see each other.

The emperor seemed to intend to grounding her in general, and the guards and eunuchs in the palace invariably made that nasty voice when she was about to step out of the palace gate: "County Lord, please stay." ”

Today is Yang's wedding, which is also Qu Lianjin's great joy. Are close friends in the boudoir in the past life reunited in this life, or are they rivals who have seen each other in a short time since then? Who can say clearly, it is not only love that is still messed up, but also friendship, which is not like family affection, which has a blood bond and cannot be separated. A man's friendship can be a heroic sympathy, or a candle night talk with a confidant. And the woman's delicate and sensitive turn the invisible and untouchable affection into thousands of strands of silk hanging at both ends, whether it is a knot or a catastrophe, always in a thought.

"The bright moon is in the shadow of the wind and waves, drunk and lonely for a few nights. Suddenly, a clear male voice came from the winding path shaded by the trees on the side of the pavilion, blasting away the loneliness and melancholy that Yuwen Yan was wandering in his heart.

Yuwen Yanshu didn't need to look back to know who this person who ran away from the table like her, such a day when the whole country celebrated together, and this leisurely and elegant person who stepped on the moon and chanted poetry, except for Yang Yan, a prince who is not in love with power and is dashing and red-dusted, he doesn't think about it.

"It's better to meet by chance, can the Sixth Highness appreciate his face. Yuwen Yanshu turned around with a smile and raised the wine glass in his hand.

Yang Yan, who had lingered in the south of the Yangtze River for three months and had not returned, specially rushed back from the gentle water town of Taojiao Li Yan for Yang's wedding. Seeing that the face was exactly the same again, he was bored, and took advantage of everyone's inattention, and ran out of the side door to breathe and relax.

"Why not, only my sister Hao Yaxing, choose to drink here, not only to borrow the sound of silk and bamboo to reflect the water, but also to avoid being disturbed by others. Yang Yan sat opposite unceremoniously, pinched a piece of hibiscus cake and played with it.

Yuwen Yanshu teased: "Who said that no one bothered, what is in front of me?"

"Haha. Yang Yan was not annoyed when he was ridiculed by Yuwen Yanshu, and laughed heartily: "That's the king who disturbed him, and the king punished himself with a cup." ”

The sparkling waves of the river were reflected in his eyes, the smoke of March Jiangnan moistened his smile, and the bright palace lights illuminated the mottled and dark shadows of the trees on the ground, but added a layer of softness to his face, Yuwen Yanshu finally felt that the light wind and the moon were used to describe a person with an open mind.

Sitting and drinking for a long time, Yang Yan talked about the Jiangnan parade in detail, the poetry and painting of the thousands of miles of willow embankments, the scenery of Qinhuai with bright flowers and clean faces, and even the trumpet of the slender man on the bank of the river in the clear blue water are intoxicating and soft, Yang Yan is worthy of being born in the royal family, even if he disdains officialdom, but it does not hinder his witty words.

"The apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River bloom early, the white is a light crimson, I deliberately went to the apricot garden, a piece of soft white three or five clusters of pretty standing on the branches, and many bees buzzing in it, by the way, this time I brought a few bottles of fresh apricot nectar back, tomorrow let people send it to you, it is said that women can eat more to beautify their faces. ”

Yang Yan is generous, the beekeeping technology of the Sui Dynasty is not mature enough, and the amount of nectar collected every year is limited, and it must be offered to the family of the Son of Heaven as a tribute.

Yuwen Yanshu didn't have the heart to think about this, her heart was attracted by Yang Yan's previous description of Jiangnan. Shi Yi in his previous life was really an authentic Jinling clan, who had lived there for generations, even if they had experienced a terrible massacre, their family was one of the few natives. Now listening to Yang Yan say this, it arouses her homesickness, but her hometown is thousands of years later, where there are rows of high-rise buildings, with advanced and convenient high-tech technology, even if the longitude and latitude are the same, across the long river of time, you can't find the taste of your hometown.

"Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only meet Jiangnan Lao. The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists. If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown. Yuwen Yanshu sang in a low voice the Tang Dynasty poet Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man", a small poem that seems to be written but is full of strong homesickness.

The shallow singing murmur is sometimes clear and sometimes lingering in the occasional passing night breeze.

Yang Yan's heart is still intoxicated with apricot blossoms, smoke and rain, and small bridges and flowing water. Yuwen Yanshu's thoughts flew to the hometown that he couldn't go back to, and time cut the distance, but he kept thinking about the wings.

The two sat together, but they were silent for a long time, as if only to have someone to accompany them on such a night. The clear moon slid across the sky, crumbling on a dark treetop.

Yuwen Yanshu suddenly raised the wine glass in his hand, tilted, and a stream of water bent into a clear arc and sprinkled on the grayish floor tiles, pouring out a trace deeper than the shadow.

"I heard that you went to the cold palace to worship Concubine Shu a few days ago, so it's better to be cautious in the future, after all, it's a waste concubine, so as not to fall into the hands of others. ”

"Why, I just always think that the cause of Concubine Shu's death is not simple?"

It's definitely not a simple fire, Shen Huishu has been cold and silent for so many years, but the Shen family in Jiangnan has not been implicated because of this, and this middle bend leads to speculation.

"How can there be so many whys, if you want to be safe in the past few years, you will be a person who does not ask or listen to everything, and it is not the sky that is high enough for birds to fly when you get out of here in the future. ”

Yang Yan can't forget her arrogance and unashamed words when she first met, even if she has the care of the queen and the help of her brothers, she will accidentally prick her feet bloody when she is full of thorns.