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Two years later, Wei Jing is still Wei Jing, the market is still very lively, in the small courtyard of Lan Ju, Su Jun and Linyu learned the method of pickles, and they are drying dried vegetables, and there is a sour smell floating in the garden. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Du Yu pinched his nose and entered the door, looked at these things in the courtyard, and said, "You have so much sun, Shen Yu can't eat it." ”

Su Jun raised his eyes and said, "Mr. Shen said that the border city is bitterly cold, and there is less vegetarian food in winter, so I will dry more, he just can't eat it, and it's good to give it away." ”

Du Yu smiled helplessly, looked at her, and sighed a little that the woman was not left.

However, in an instant, his smile froze a little, and the other one did not stay, and he didn't know where he went.

Luo Cheng has been sending people to look for her, and he has also asked his friends in the rivers and lakes to pay attention, but Wen Xi seems to have disappeared from the world, and since she went down with the waves in the mirror water two years ago, no one has seen her trace.

The rivers and lakes are her arbitrary world, and Du Yu is not worried that she will suffer, but it is so endless, even he no longer contacts, and his heart has never been put down.

Seeing that Du Yu was down, Su Jun and Lin Yu glanced at each other, she put down the work in her hand, wiped her hands again, sat opposite Du Yu after entering the door, and said: "Sixth uncle, my father handed the prince three times to tell the old man, the prince has approved, I want to accompany my father and mother back to Jingnan." ”

Du Yi is far from the age of old age, but he is still decent as an official, and Luo Cheng still saves a little face for the Du family.

He leaned back and said, "Well, Jingnan is closer to Sucheng than Kyoto, and your pickles can be delivered to Shen Yu in three days." ”

"Sixth Uncle!" Su Jun blushed and shyly sighed.

Du Yu sighed with emotion and said, "Du family, it's time to tidy up the old courtyard......

Su Jun said: "Sixth uncle, my father has some complaints about you, saying that you rely on His Royal Highness the Prince, but you don't give advice to the Du family. ”

Du Yu smiled: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can be influenced by others." ”

Su Jun pursed his lips and said, "Father can't think about it for a while, if he says something that he doesn't like, you should treat him as a complaint." ”

Du Yu laughed and said: "You girl, you are very delicate-hearted." ”

Su Jun wrinkled his nose at him: "I'm afraid that the sixth uncle's mouth will be poisonous and make my father angry." ”

Du Yu laughed.

Su Jun sat for a while, then got up to leave, before leaving, she said: "Sixth uncle, the bright moon and the breeze are always the same, Xiaoxi, the world she sees must be the same as what we see." ”

Du Yu raised his head, looked at her, and nodded silently.

In the past two years, the emperor's illness has been repeated several times, and the prince's wedding has been postponed again and again, and finally, March 18, the ninth year of Tianhe, is officially set as the day when the prince becomes a concubine.

It should be etiquette, and it is extremely grand.

On the first day, the ceremonial officer went from the prince's mansion to the royal family with gifts, and Wang He, the secretary of the Taifu, greeted him with his relatives and saluted again.

On the second day, the princess married and entered the house, dozens of makeup boxes, none of which were gold silks, but they were all bamboo slips and ancient books.

In the early morning of the third day, the sky was slightly bright, the ceremonial officer first walked through the chariot and horse of the crown princess, the streets were cleared, the guards opened the road, and the dusk, the ceremonial officer welcomed the chariot and horse into the house, the princess worshiped the prince, and the palace envoy announced the holy decree, made the emperor's book, and awarded the treasure seal.

Then there is the secular ceremony, the former Chen Wangfu has already hung the plaque of the prince's mansion, the civil and military officials entered the palace to congratulate, the prince's mansion feast opened three hundred, everywhere is full of joy.

In the midst of the chaos, only a small courtyard on the east side of the mansion is still very quiet, with thatched eaves and grass pavilions, and there is no change.

There is a faint candle flame in the east wing, and the ink fragrance wafts out in the middle hall of the study, and the ...... in the west wing. Two sets of arrow suits and a rough black iron short sword were neatly placed at the head of the bed.

Qing Yu brought a cup of tea, put it on the stone table of the Zhiyin Pavilion, bowed again, and said, "Your Highness, it's already time." ”

Luo Cheng looked at the oblique light into the pavilion, and the bright moon reflected in the cup, did not reach out to pick it up.

Qing Yu bowed his head and withdrew.

Taro stretched out her head in the side yard and looked out, and when she saw Qing Yu walking back, she hurriedly whispered: "Sister Qing Yu, didn't people say, well, ...... Ah, is the Spring Festival worth a thousand gold? What are you doing here on Your Highness's big day?"

Qing Yu raised a finger to Taro's lips, shook his head and glanced at her with slight disgust: "Talk less." ”

Taro stuck out her tongue, retracted her head, and showed some old sighs on her childish face, and said: "Your Highness thinks she wants to be a cold child, and I don't know where the girl went, alas, even Sister Firefly has left, this courtyard is really deserted." ”

Qing Yu looked at the side courtyard and the room with the door closed, two years ago, the candle left on the day Chen Wang became the crown prince, she said that what she owed had been paid off, and there was no news from now.

Luo Cheng didn't sit for too long, then got up and left, the smell of tea and soup was curling, still full of moonlight.

In the Qinghua Hall of the Prince's Mansion, several towering lamp trees are filled with red candles, reflecting the hall like Qiong Palace.

Luo Cheng, who was wearing the crown of the crown prince, walked into the hall, waved away the servants, and the door of the palace slowly closed.

Wang Yijun sat upright, beaded curtain screen, holding a palace fan, the crown robe was brilliant, the flowers were red, every daughter was afraid and full of expectations for tonight, even though she was calm and steady in front of people, but after all, she was just a shy woman, how could she not be worried?

As the prince approached step by step, Wang Yijun's heart fluttered a few times, and when his moire boots stopped in front of her, Wang Yijun's face became more and more depressed, and the bead curtain in front of her almost fell on the back of her hand.

Luo Cheng didn't reach out to take the palace fan in her hand, nor did he open her bead curtain, but walked to the table again, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.

Wang Yijun's heart, which was so nervous that it almost jumped out of his chest, instantly returned to its original position, but it was a little empty and lost.

Luo Cheng sat down at the table and said, "Lonely...... I would like to ask Your Majesty to confer the title of Taifu Taifu and seal Bo Linggong. ”

Wang Yijun opened his mouth and said lightly: "My father has received a powerful position, and his reputation is prosperous, and he has no outstanding merits, so I am afraid that it is inappropriate." ”

Luo Cheng didn't say anything more, but there was silence in the cave room.

Wang Yijun was a little uneasy, thinking that he had just shirked his kindness as soon as they met, which made him unhappy, and listened to his silence, so he raised his head slightly and secretly glanced at him.

Luo Cheng seemed that Wang Yijun was still in a daze.

"Does the crown princess have any doubts?" Luo Cheng asked.

"Ah, no, no......" Wang Yijun came back to his senses, his cheeks flushed.

Luo Cheng got up and walked to the window, the bright moon outside the window was scorching, pouring silver light all over the ground, there were flowers in the courtyard, this should have been a good night with a good flower and a full moon, there was still dancing and music in the vestibule, and the red lights in the long corridor in the distance.

He said, "The crown princess is nineteen this year, right?"

Wang Yijun nodded shyly, "It's only full in September." "Geng post is detailed, what is he asking?

Luo Cheng said softly: "Nineteen...... Nineteen...... It's the age of flowers, alas, ......" he sighed again, and there was some infinite emotion in this sigh.

"Three years later, it will be twenty-two, twenty-two, it is in the prime of life, has the crown princess ever thought about what she is doing when she is twenty-two years old?" he asked again.

Wang Yijun was slightly stunned, but still replied: "I think it is...... ...... with the crown prince Let's ...... together" came out of her mouth, which really made her ashamed, marrying and having children, although the man in front of her was not an ordinary man, but he always belonged to her...... ...... with her, "Wang Yijun's two eyes were almost red with blood.