"What a wonderful man, like an immortal in the sky. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The cloud quietly approached Mei Ruqing's ear and whispered his feelings.

Mei Ruqing was stunned for a moment, turned her head and glanced at Yun Duo, Yun Duo's face was shy and distinct, Mei Ruqing opened her mouth, and finally didn't say anything, just smiled, "Yes." The smile on his face was confident and fearless.

In the sea of thousands of lights, thousands of smiling faces were illuminated, and the clouds finally didn't see the smile on Mei Ruqing's face.

As soon as the picture turned, the Mid-Autumn Festival Palace banquet, Empress Yiwen Tong Yao presided over, Emperor Jingwen teased Princess Zhenhui who was only a few years old at the banquet, and the clouds were far away to see him standing in Lang Junzhong, quietly listening to the words of his colleagues, occasionally nodding, occasionally smiling, Xiaoxiao like rime, lonely and beautiful. Yunduo learns his identity at the banquet.

Oh, it turns out that he is the second son of the Great General's Mansion.

A group of female relatives sitting in the clouds Qiu Bo glanced at Lang Jun not far away from time to time, standing in a group of people, the most eye-catching was the second son of the Zhuo family, the girls were whispering, or shy, or ridiculing.

Yun Duo poked Mei Ruqing, who was sitting next to her, "Ruqing, look." ”

Mei Ruqing raised her head and looked at the place where the clouds were pointing, and lowered her head at a glance, and her eyes were full of friendship when no one saw it.

Yun Duo glanced at Mei Ruqing, who hung her head and didn't care, and pouted, "You don't care about such a man, don't you like women? ”

As soon as Mei Ruqing lowered her head, the man in the distance turned his head, and the clouds were still talking, only listening to the whispers of the girls around him. The clouds turned around and saw the way he looked.

He looked at the clouds sitting next to Mei Ruqing, remembered that it was the woman who was with Mei Ruqing on the first night, and smiled politely at the clouds.

Yun Duo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her cheeks were red, and the exclamations of the girls next to her, which used to feel noisy, were like a light singing, gently scratching her heart.

Yun Duo forgot to smile back, just watched him turn his head blankly, and continued to talk to the Lang Jun next to him.

Yun Duo took a deep breath, lowered his head and moved next to Mei Ruqing, his voice was as small as a mosquito, nervous and excited, "Ruqing Ruqing, she just came to our side!"

Mei Ruqing listened to a low smile and said 'um'.

Yun Duo thought that Mei Ruqing was teasing herself, so she simply covered her face with both hands and walked towards the queen.

Some people in Jinping City know that among the girls, Empress Yiwen's favorite is Yunduo, the only daughter of Shi Yunheng, the capital of the Imperial Inspectorate.

The little princess Zhenhui curled up in Emperor Jingwen's arms like a cat, snoring softly. The queen sat next to Emperor Jingwen and followed the foreign woman to talk.

When the clouds came over, the queen sent the other foreign women away.

"Ah Duo, what's wrong?" the queen raised her hand and brushed the hair of Yunduo's ears and temples, and asked with a smile.

Yun Duo took the hand covering his face, opened his mouth, and said something, his voice was fluttering, and it was difficult to hear it.

Suddenly, the scene shifts to the scene where the clouds plead with their father. Yun Duo knelt on the ground, looking at Yun Heng sitting above with a pair of bright eyes, with a fearless and firm expression, "Father thinks that I am willful or stubborn, anyway, my daughter has identified the second son of the Zhuo family." ”

The people in Jinping City all knew that Yun Heng lost his wife in his early years, so he pulled this only daughter to grow up, and then he didn't continue the strings, and the only daughter held it in his hand for fear of falling, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth.

Yun Heng looked at the kneeling clouds below with a dark face, "Rebel!" was so angry that he slapped the table next to him with a palm, "How many times have I told you, he is a person with a marriage contract, or a marriage given by the emperor!"

Yun Duo looked at his father who spoke harshly against him, biting his lip, with tears in his eyes, he still said the sentence: "I can be a concubine, as long as I am with him." ”

Yun Duo not only said this to Yun Heng, but also to the queen. Queen Tong Yao listened to Yun Duo's words, was stunned for a moment, put down the scroll in her hand, looked at Yun Duo with a calm face, and shook her head, "Ah Duo, do you know that you married into the Zhuo family as a concubine, what should your father do?"

The clouds cried and made trouble, and Queen Yiwen finally promised Yi Zhi to marry as a gift and marry as a flat wife.

Yun Duo still didn't allow it, she said, there was no equal wife in the family of the noble family of the Southern Shang Dynasty. If you have a flat wife, you will only be criticized.

But what is there? What will be criticized will not be the Zhuo family, but the will of the royal family. The queen looked at the clouds and sighed, but she didn't say this sentence after all, so the clouds didn't understand.

Yun Duo just wants the people she misses not to be spotted, even if it is 'possible' to be criticized. Not to mention that this 'dust' is because of her. The clouds will never allow themselves to hold him back.

She likes him, she just likes it, about Fengyue, but not about interests. Marry him, be a wife or a concubine, as long as it is him. The clouds never care about fame.

The clouds are still too naïve. She didn't even know that for the sake of concubine him, she couldn't even be married, she could only be counted.

In the end, he still didn't get the decree to marry, which decree would be given to the concubine?

Emperor Jingwen favored Empress Yiwen, and Empress Yiwen's requirements have always been obedient.

So in the pear blossom banquet of the second year, Emperor Jing Wen pointed out the clouds to the second young master of the Zhuo family in front of the civil and military officials, and Emperor Jing Wen smiled and said to the second young master of the Zhuo family, "Yun Duo is the only daughter of the imperial history of the Imperial Palace, her temperament is really cute, and the girl's love is just beginning, but she is interested in Zhuo Qing, and it is also a good match to say. In the future, Zhuo Qing's wives and concubines will be complete, but it will be complete. ”

He looked at the smiling clouds, how could he not understand what Emperor Jingwen meant? In the future, if the wife and concubine are perfect, he will not be able to take any more concubines. He clenched his fists and said nothing.

All the civil and military officials were silent, and they all looked at him blankly.

"Zihua, are you unwilling?" Emperor Jingwen's laughter had already dissipated, and his voice was slightly stern and questioning.

He looked at Emperor Jingwen who was sitting high on it, and finally compromised, and knelt down with a smile to thank him, "Thank you Emperor Longen." ”

In the second year, a daughter from the He family married into the Zhuo family.

In the third year, Yun Duo, the daughter of the Imperial History of the Imperial Palace, was included in the Zhuo family as a wife. Ten miles of red makeup, red all the way.

He married another wife, which was the first catastrophe for him and Mei Ruqing, and they spent it. He accepted the clouds, which was the second calamity between him and Mei Ruqing. It's a dead end.

On the day of Yunduo's wedding, Mei Ruqing stuck a dagger in her left chest, penetrating her entire heart. The blood-soaked garment on his chest looked like a large red mandala.

When Zhuo Yijia woke up, the red in the eyes had not yet dispersed, Zhuo Yijia opened his eyes in a daze, looking at the begonia petals on the tent, red like a wedding dress, and like blood. So she was a little confused, the red when she woke up from her dream was the wedding dress of the clouds or the blood of Mei Ruqing.