Marriage should be the order of parents and the words of matchmakers. Yun Yang admires Xia Lanxin's heart, just like a bandit stone that cannot be turned. He was afraid that the Xia family would postpone the wedding date and communicate with Xia Lanxin early.

Xia Lanxin's eyes were hot, and her clear eyes were like the smoke and rain outside the window, dyed with a trace of mist.

She thought about the man in white who was as bright as the moon when she first met Yunyang, and the empty smile on the face of the man in white. Everything seemed so far away from him, but he never thought that one day the two would really get married.

It was the former Yun Zhi who gave her hope, and it was Yun Yang's struggle that made her see the dawn. Only then did Xia Lanxin decide to follow her heart and gamble for her future happiness.

The spring day is late, everywhere peach and plum Fangfei, blue and white scenery flowers and birds pattern in the big bottle, the cluster of apricot blossoms picked crimson like fire, reflecting Xia Lanxin's cheeks like the peach stamen of three springs.

She bit her lower lip slightly, smiled brightly, and nodded her head emphatically.

Tonight, a tree of jade Qionghua will be sprinkled all over the atrium again.

At this moment, Wen Wan, who was far away in Jian'an, had already completed her canonization ceremony, and rode with Qin Heng in a golden silk nanmu carriage with a light curtain with bright yellow dark cloud patterns, and walked on the way back to Beijing from the imperial tomb.

The good mountains and rivers are insufficient, and the road urges them to return while the moon is bright.

On a moonlit night in mid-spring, even though Jian'an is bitterly cold, there are early blooming stamens on both sides of the road that reveal their fragrance, which blends with the full moonlight, which is particularly refreshing. The Nanmu carriage was spacious and comfortable, Qin Heng gently hugged Wen Wan in his arms, and the pity in his eyes never faded.

The car drove directly into the Prince's East Palace, Wen Wanwan rejected Qin Heng's proposal to pass on the soft sedan chair, and the two walked directly back to the Prince's Bedroom along the long corridor.

The high ceiling of the dome in the dormitory, the wavy royal blue dust, and the small palace lamp with a long beard and tassel of flowers on the four walls, although this life is only the first time to see, the previous life has been lost for a long time.

They used to appear in Wen Wan's dreams every night and night, tormenting her for many years, and finally recalling her memories of her previous life, as well as her deep attachment to Qin Heng.

Wen Wan walked forward slowly, stroking the old rosewood carved hard couch, as well as the bright yellow brocade Ruyi cloud pattern brocade curtain hooked by a light gold hook, and once again remembered that Qin Heng once stretched out a thin hand from here, reluctant but resolutely ordered herself to leave, and her tears gradually blurred her face.

Qin Heng quietly stretched out his hand to pick off the curtain, and a silver open-carved hollow peony flower ball hanging on the tent was covered with the fragrance of lilies, fresh and elegant.

The red candles lit on the night of the 26th have never been taken away, and the red candles are still shining on the gilded dragon and phoenix candlesticks, and the brocade quilt embroidered with gold thread peonies looks particularly gorgeous and festive.

Wen Wan pillowed the lilac pillow of Ku Xiao's past, and fell asleep peacefully.

Fu Qingfeng did not live up to Wen Wan's entrustment, he really picked a rare snow lotus from the top of the high mountain of Wanren, put it in a sealed jade box, and brought it to her early the next morning.

The shallow and drunk fragrance is fragrant, and through the jade box, you can smell the familiar breath gently. She held the snow lotus very preciously and asked Qin Heng to send it to Kangnan immediately.

Although it was a barter exchange, the three white jade bone beads of the princess were also precious. One was hung around Qin Heng's neck by Wen Wan, and the other was put on by her with a silk thread on her wrist.

The other Wen Wan had already been put into the brocade box, waiting for a while to meet the Emperor Jian'an, and then present it to the emperor in person.

The gentleness of the makeup bloomed its own beauty, like a peony with a national color, so graceful and luxurious. Qin Heng was especially insufficient, he held a snail dai in his hand, carefully described Wen Wan's long eyebrows as light as a distant mountain, and then put a tired emerald green bird title golden bead hairpin in her hairpin, only to show a stunning smile.

The two stepped on the hour of asking for peace, and walked into the Ganqing Palace where Emperor Jian'an lived alone, Concubine Kang led several concubines, and Qin Heng's only sister-in-law, Princess Changrui, had already arrived early, and her children also sat quietly under their mothers, quiet and courteous.

Wen Wan looked at Emperor Jian'an, who was sitting upright on the dragon chair, her heart suddenly soured, and she kowtowed deeply with Qin Heng.

The emperor who should have been in his prime, but his hair and beard were already gray, and even his back was slightly bent, so you can imagine what a heavy blow the death of Empress Jiashun gave him.

When the majestic Emperor Jian'an saw Wen Wan, he always had a kind smile in his eyes. When he heard that his son wanted to marry not Murong Wei, the old emperor did have a few days in his heart, and then he let go and decided to fulfill his son's expectations for a generation and a couple in his life.

He and Empress Jiashun did not do it hand in hand to end their lives, so let their only son continue for them. Being able to watch Qin Heng be happy is actually the old emperor's greatest wish.

After receiving the white jade bead given by Wen Wan, listening to its miraculous effect, Emperor Jian'an was extremely interested. He ordered someone to test it on the spot, and it was really a treasure to distinguish poison as Wen Wan said.

The old emperor laughed, immediately put it into his personal purse, and smiled approvingly at Wen Wan.

The son with high hopes finally married back to the person he liked, and he was so famous, Emperor Jian'an was very relieved. He rewarded his son and daughter-in-law with many things, and the pair of dragon and phoenix jade pendants given to Qin Heng and Wen Wan in his previous life went around for decades, and then returned to the hands of the two.

Wen Wan leaned over the ground, desperately holding back the tears that wanted to burst out of her eyes, and quietly listened to Emperor Jian'an's blessings to the two. At that moment, time seemed to go back in time, and the past was overwhelming.

Still like the previous life, still this hall, still this kind old man, facing the beautiful woman kneeling in front of him, said affectionately: "Congratulations to my son for marrying a good concubine, look at the peach blossoms on this day, it is appropriate to have a room; ”

The old emperor enjoyed the joy of family, but Concubine Kang, who was left out in the cold, was on fire in her heart. She looked at Emperor Jian'an giving away the dragon and phoenix jade pendant that symbolized the identity of the emperor and queen, and she couldn't hold it back in her heart.

She has been in the palace for many years, and she has worked hard, and she still stops at the position of the concubine when she entered the palace. Seeing that the power in charge of the six palaces was about to fall, he couldn't wait to put the prince and his wife on the soles of his feet at this moment.

She coughed lightly and instructed the palace people to bring out her greeting gift. There is Emperor Jian'an's generosity in front, and Concubine Kang's meeting gift is naturally not cheap, and the lacquer painting inlaid with white jade is full of double-layer boxes, all full of hairpin jewelry.

Looking at Wen Wan's clear gaze, Concubine Kang covered her lips and smiled: "I don't know what you are short of, so this palace has made some for you." In the future, you will attend banquets in the palace, but don't lose the face of your crown princess. ”

It is clearly an implicit mockery, despising Wen Wan from a humble background, not a real golden branch and jade leaf.