In the midsummer of the ninth year of Beichen's feudal kingdom, the northernmost exile distribution place Mojiang City, at a glance, there is not even a single tree, everywhere is monotonous and scorching yellow, the desert is vast and boundless, but there is no trace of life, it is terrifyingly quiet, with people who can never go out of despair. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It was nearly noon, the sun was rising, and the desert was smoking, and under the sun, exiled prisoners in prison uniforms and handcuffs were still planted with camel thorns in the endless desert under the supervision of soldiers.

"The Divine Decree has arrived!" A sharp and slender voice tore through the sky full of yellow sand and no clouds: "Fengtian carrier, the king said!" The king's wedding is imminent, the dragon's heart is happy, and the amnesty is granted to the world. Except for ****** who plotted rebellion, bullied the king, and resisted the imperial power, all others were acquitted. ”

Although this news had been spread throughout Mojiang City long before the Emperor List was posted, no one believed that this place of exile where the Emperor was far away could really get King Beichen's amnesty before seeing the Emperor List with their own eyes. This short decree set off a storm and waves in this exile city, the farthest away from the capital.

"Really, the Emperor is really amnesty to the world......

"Yes, I finally saw the emperor list with my own eyes, it's true, it's true......"

"In my lifetime, I can still wait for the amnesty of the world, good, good, good......"

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As soon as the emperor list came out, the city was boiling, and excited cheers came one after another.

For this long-awaited freedom, the entire city of Desert was decorated with lights, and the red silk decorated the northernmost city of exile with joy.

And because of the wedding of King Beichen, Kyoto of Beichen is even more prosperous and festive.

The send-off team from the Prime Minister's Mansion of Zhonghou State to the Beichen Palace has arrived at the best inn outside the Beichen Palace - Zijin Inn since ten days ago.

From the Zijin Inn to the Beichen Palace, dozens of miles of red-makeup carriages are lined up from the street to the end of the street, in an orderly manner, the roadside is sprinkled with countless petals and gold leaf, and even the trees all over the city are tied with countless red ribbons, and the roadside is full of soldiers who maintain order, and the surging crowd is endless, shoulder to shoulder, all of them stick their heads out to watch this wedding that is rare to see in a hundred years.

The wide and luxurious Luan driver, given by the Emperor Zhonghou, is beautiful and charming and dignified, covered with tulle, and her beautiful face is looming, adding a bit of mystery and charm.

"Princess Beichen is so beautiful, ......" In the crowd, a young man looked at the woman in the sedan chair with bright eyes and praised without hesitation.

"Yes, she looks good, and she is the daughter of the prime minister of Zhonghou State, she is really a talented woman and a good person!" The woman beside her echoed.

"What about beauty, it's not that you are married to this country." A woman sarcastically said, not without acid.

"That's it! After all, King Beichen is the king, how can he compare to the emperor's own son King Zhonghe or King Zhongtong, if he marries any of them, it will be the queen's life in the future. The woman gave a blank look.

"What about the sealing of the country, King Beichen is only afraid that no one in this world can match." The woman retorted.

"On this good day, you don't chew your tongue here, and be careful of causing death!" An old man reminded them solemnly, silencing them all.

People came and went, traffic was busy, and no one noticed that at the highest point of the city wall of the Beichen Palace, a prince dressed in gray and white gauze and wearing a silver mask stood in the wind, watching everything that happened for a long time.

"Childe, do you want to act?" The entourage behind the silver-faced boy asked respectfully.

The silver-faced boy looked coldly at everything that happened in the city, and said with a meaningful smile: "Don't worry, now is not the best time." ”

And Li Daimei in the sedan chair looked at the Beichen Palace, thinking that she was about to marry her beloved man, thinking that she was about to become the mistress of that palace, and the sweetness and happiness in her heart were overflowing, she looked forward to this day for a few years, and this day finally came, although the Zijin Inn was not far from the palace, she couldn't wait to fly over immediately.

However, as soon as they arrived at the gate of the palace, a pair of people and horses rushed far behind the welcoming procession, as if they were competing, and rushed straight towards Luan. The manhood of the leader is extraordinary, with a silver and white silk robe, a cold complexion, and a cold and depressive atmosphere all over his body.

Hearing the movement outside the sedan chair, Li Dai frowned: "Who is so unreasonable that he dares to collide with this princess Luan?" ”

Before hearing the reply, the team that greeted the relatives was scattered and separated on both sides, and the other party did not slow down but accelerated, and even ignored the Luan driver who collided with the future Princess Beichen, and directly crossed the Luan driver, like an arrow from the string, and rushed towards the palace of Beichen Wang.

Everyone exclaimed, who was so bold that he dared to collide with Princess Beichen!

The horse's hooves did not stop, all the way from the palace gate to the front of the Qiyao Palace, with the neighing of the horse, the horse stopped steadily under the white jade steps, under the gaze of the civil and military officials, the man above the BMW jumped up, and stood firmly on the side of the king of Beichen on the white jade steps.

At that time, the civil and military officials found that the brocade robe on this person was embroidered with python patterns with gold thread, and the king's noble spirit was natural. There was a different kind of ice-like seriousness and coldness all over his body. This is not the king of Zhongsu, who has always been known for his iron-faced cold-bloodedness!

After the big salute, the surprise and admiration among the civil and military officials were endless.

Beichen Wang Yuwen Junyan's eyes sank, and a sharp light came, and the civil and military officials were instantly silent, bowing their heads and obeying orders.

"By the will of Emperor Zhonghou, congratulations to King Beichen on his new marriage!" King Zhongsu had an expressionless face, with a businesslike attitude, and raised his hand to signal his entourage to present the rare treasures given by Emperor Zhonghou.

King Beichen glanced at King Zhongsu lightly, his eyes fixed on the scattered greeting procession in the distance, his eyes gathered fine pieces of ice and snow, and said coldly: "Such a big posture, who should this king be, it turned out to be King Zhongsu, but this king didn't expect that King Zhongsu was ordered to congratulate." ”

In the words, he carried a gun and a stick, meaning something, but then he smiled again, and arched his hand: "Xie Zhonghou Huang Longen, please come down from the stage to watch the ceremony!" ”

Without looking at Emperor Zhonghou's reward, Yuwen Junyan only focused his eyes on Luan Jia in the distance, as if in his eyes, everything else had nothing to do with him, neither humble nor arrogant, and the arrogance in the upright back made people shudder.

After Luan drove slowly to a stop under the white jade steps, Yuwen Junyan personally walked down the stone steps, pulled Li Daimei down from Luan's drive, his eyes swept over the place where King Zhongsu was, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a gentle smile: "Dai'er, I've frightened you." ”

In front of hundreds of civil and military officials and guests from all walks of life, treating a woman so gently, it seems that King Beichen is not as arrogant and strong as rumored. This move also made Li Daimei sweep away the unhappiness of being bumped by King Zhongsu, Ying Ying smiled, and laughed through the joy yarn: "Your Majesty, Dai'er is fine." ”