"You say, Wen Yi will be okay with him?" Jing Changning asked as he looked at Nangong Luoyue. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I don't know," Nangong Luoyue replied calmly, "Maybe, after all, this matter seems difficult, or maybe not, after all, she was taught by me." ”

When Jing Changning heard this, he smiled softly: "You taught, well, you taught." She nodded, "The falling moon is powerful." ”

Nangong Luoyue raised her eyebrows rarely, crying and laughing: "What is Lang Jun laughing at me?"

Jing Changning laughed dryly: "This is a compliment." ”

"If Lang Jun is not at ease, why don't we go and have a look?" Nangong Luoyue thought for a while and said.

Jing Changning nodded.

"That's what I thought, too. She said.

……

Two days later.

"Lord An, are you back?"

Wen Yi lowered his voice and hummed, and soon, a hanging basket fell from the city wall.

Two more days.

When the familiar Wen Wanggong appeared in sight, Wen Yi's gaze was quietly lowered.

After the battle of Donghong, Wenguo unified the entire Kyushu three hundred years ago, and built the largest palace in the world, with pavilions and pavilions, high eaves, even if the seven kingdoms are lined up now, the Wen country has long ceased to be the glory of the year, but the palace left behind is still the most magnificent among the seven kingdoms.

Wen Yi sat quietly in a laneway, where there was a dilapidated house, and she knew it well.

Every time she sneaks out of the palace, her favorite place to come is here, this grass hut is very broken, but climbing up, you can overlook the whole palace.

The vermilion wall is tiled, and the old scene is the same.

Wen Yi pursed his lips slightly.

She has successfully entered the country of Wen, and the next thing to do is to find a way to sneak into Miyagi. Find a way to get close to Wenhong.

The broken grass roof, Wen Yi sat for another two days.

Watch people come and go, rise and fall.

It wasn't until dusk that she got up gently and jumped off the roof.

……

The courtyard is a little deeper, the willows are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are not repeated.

"Li'er, you have to marry Gongzihong. A middle-aged man in a dark blue official robe reprimanded.

"Dad, I don't want to get married! Didn't you promise Li'er to marry Li'er to Brother Mu Yun?" a woman lowered her head and cried, her voice broken.

"Hmph!" the middle-aged man sneered, "How can Mu Yun be compared to Gongzi Hong? Tomorrow, you have to marry if you marry, and you have to marry if you don't marry! Otherwise, I will let you never have the chance to see Mu Yun again in this life!"

"Think about it. The middle-aged man left a sentence and left.

A door in the deep courtyard slowly closed.

"Brother Muyun, what should I do?" the woman buried her face in her palms and cried in confusion.

"Fu Lier. A voice rang in my ears.

"Who?" Fu Li'er subconsciously looked up.

"It's me. Wen Yi opened the bolted window from the outside and jumped in.

"It's you, you're not ......"

"You don't care how I got in, I just ask you, you don't want to marry?"

"I don't want to get married. Fu Lier replied simply.

"Then I'll do it for you. Wen Yi nodded.

Fu Li'er's eyes froze.

"Roll out the window, you know how to escape from the Fu Mansion, Mu Yun is waiting for you at the place where you first met. Wen Yi didn't wait for Fu Li'er to answer, and said bluntly.

……

"I heard that the daughter of the Fu family was born like a flower. A guard approached Wen Hong, "Childe, this is double happiness." ”

A hint of pride flashed in Wen Hong's eyes, and he thought of something again, frowning and asking, "Isn't there any news from Angu yet?"

The guard replied: "It should be soon, in fact, even if there is no news, it doesn't matter, Gongziyi has no possibility of turning over, and the army of Yunguo Vadan has also retreated, and it won't be long before Wenguo's blockade of the frontier can be lifted." ”

Wen Hong hummed, and his gaze fell on his palm a little strangely: "Speaking of which, I don't really want his life, we grew up together, and there is still a trace of affection." ”

He raised his lips, his knuckles tightened, "Unfortunately, I really want this throne." I can only wronged my second brother. ”

……

Following.

"Li'er, have you figured it out?" said a middle-aged man's voice outside the door, very stern.

Wen Yi's hand gently stroked the red wedding dress.

"Li'er has thought clearly, for the sake of the Fu family, her daughter will marry. She said.

Wen Yi picked up the red paper on the dresser and gently sipped it.

Looking at a beautiful face in the bronze mirror, Wen Yi chuckled.

It turns out that I look so good when I put on my daughter's makeup.

She gently lowered her bright red hijab to hide her flamboyant face.

Get up lightly.

Big brother, second brother is going to see you.

Big brother, sister is going to kill you.

……

It's just a concubine, although the etiquette is a little cumbersome, but it's not too exaggerated.

Wen Hong was obviously the time when the spring breeze was proud, and he could feel his brisk pace through the concentric knots.

After worshipping heaven and earth, Wen Yi came to a room under the guidance of the maid.

What Wen Yi didn't expect was that this room was where she used to live. Or it can be said that Wen Hong began to take everything that originally belonged to her so quickly.

That's fine.

"Miss Fu, you are really blessed, our son, you are famous for your elegant and gentle temperament, you can marry, I don't know how many people in the palace and outside the palace are envious. The maid who was holding Wen Yi said enviously.

Wen Yi didn't raise his eyebrows, but said, "I'm a little tired." ”

"Yes. The maid knew what the bride meant, and thought that such a girl would not be a master to be messed with. Hurriedly and carefully helped Wen Yi to the side of the bed, bowed down and went down.

Wen Yi stretched out her hand and stroked the bed that originally belonged to her with some complicated feelings.

"Nangong girl, do you know that I am not actually an assassin. She whispered to herself.

has come here, Wen Yi's calm face suddenly opened like a cloud, it was a kind of calmness.

The hands are folded, and in between, there is a dagger.

Wen Hong is very proud, very happy, he has never been so presumptuous and proud for more than ten years, no need to pretend, no one will tell him openly and secretly, no matter how good he is, he can't compare to his second brother, and he no longer has to look at other people's faces to act.

The wine was only symbolically drunk.

Soon, Wen Hong walked towards the happy room.

He has carefully observed this woman, starting from every move of getting off the sedan chair, she should be a very good stunner, tonight, he will reach the most proud and happy moment in his life for more than ten years.

He couldn't wait.

Pushing open the door, I saw a woman's figure sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, her hands slightly twisted, exactly the kind of nervousness of a first-married woman.

Wen Hong smiled, closed the door behind him, and then stepped forward.

"It's been a long time since my son heard that Miss Fu is beautiful, and today I am fortunate to be able to marry ......Miss Fu."

As he spoke, he picked up the jade ruyi with the hijab and walked towards Wen Yi step by step.

Wen Yi's wrenched hand let go.

According to what she learned with Nangong Luoyue before, she will do all the plays, even if the dagger pierces Wen Hong's heart, she will also play the role of Fu Lier.

But her hand loosened.

Wen Hong suddenly seemed to feel something, and paused with Yu Ruyi's hand.

"Not true. He drank, "You're not Fu Lier!"