After returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mu Ziling's body temperature that had been lowered rose again.

This disease has been tossed back and forth for seven or eight days.

During this period, Mu Ziling did not enter the palace again to see Yan Wenhao, Emperor Yan seemed to know that he was sick, and did not blame him, and even on the sixth day of his return to the house, the chief eunuch Fuxi personally came to convey Emperor Yan's care, and also sent many supplements, piled up all over the ground.

However, this time Fuxi came to the door in person, not only to send greetings, but also for another important reason for his arrival, which was to bring Emperor Yan's edict and send a few palace officials-

They were assigned to teach Mu Ziling the rules of etiquette.

Originally, there was no such procedure, and the reason why Emperor Yan would compromise this wedding that did not conform to the etiquette system was a regression that Yan Wenhao had to make.

It's just that a few days ago, when he stayed in the palace of Concubine De at night, Concubine De inadvertently mentioned the etiquette of the clan to him, and jokingly talked about the jokes made at the wedding when Hubu Shangshu married his daughter a few days ago......

The next day, Emperor Yan came to Fuxi and asked about it, and Fuxi honestly told Emperor Yan that this matter had become a joke in the market, and everyone spread it by word of mouth, and it was even used as a talking point after dinner.

After hearing this, Emperor Yan couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows.

Emperor Yan's name is Yan Nanfeng, the fourth son of the first emperor, when he ascended the throne, he was only in the year of the weak crown.

Originally, this throne should not have been inherited by him, and there were three princes in front of him, two of whom were born by the queen and were rightful successors.

It's just that Yan Nanfeng is ruthless, ruthless, and regardless of the slightest brotherhood, he hit the nail on the head again and again, under his promotion, one of his three elder brothers entered the Zongren Mansion, one broke his leg, and the other tried to force the palace, and was given a glass of wine by the first emperor, and left with hatred.

And now, he is no longer confused, although his desire to control power and ambition have not diminished at all, but as twenty years have passed in a flash, at this time he has children and grandchildren around his knees, no matter how cold and hard his heart is, after all, there is a little more love, which is why he has to agree with the absurd move of the national teacher even if he is reluctant.

At this moment, he listened to Concubine De Guifei intentionally or unintentionally mention the etiquette system, and heard Fuxi mention the follow-up of the marriage of the daughter, and his mind couldn't help but turn to the wedding of Yan Wenhao and Mu Ziling......

Royal marrying, the etiquette is cumbersome, and ordinary women who marry into the palace need to go through one to two months of teaching before, and Mu Ziling is a man, so he must know nothing about it, if something is ugly......

In this way, Emperor Yan became more and more worried that Mu Ziling would lose face when he arrived, so he thought of such a method, so there was a scene where Fuxi led the ceremonial official to the door.

When Fuxi's words were finished, although Mu Jiyan's face did not change, the hand on his side had been directly clenched into a fist - he had spent too much strength to prevent himself from rushing into the palace and going to Emperor Yan to ask for an explanation!

How could his children suffer such humiliation!

Fuxi looked at Mu Jiyan, and then at Mu Ziling, his eyes narrowed, he had been in the palace for many years, how could he not see what they were thinking at this moment?

It's just that he is just a chief eunuch, and some things are still hidden in his heart, so after a while, he slowly reminded: "Mu Gongzi, do you have a commandment?" ”

Hearing this, Mu Ziling slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were very calm, he glanced at the five or six palace people standing behind Fuxi, was silent for a moment, and then slowly knelt down and received this message.

When he came back from rebirth and chose this path, he already knew that there would be things in the future that he hadn't expected for a long time, perhaps because he had rehearsed them too many times in his mind, so when something really happened, there wouldn't be too much affection.

Seeing that Mu Ziling obediently received the commandment, a smile appeared on Fuxi's wrinkled face, and then he complimented Mu Jiyan a few more words, then took the guards, turned around and left the Prime Minister's Mansion, and went back to resume his life.

******

The days are passing by day by day, but in the blink of an eye, it has reached May 25.

May 25 is an auspicious day for marriage, and it is also the day of great joy for Yan Wenhao to marry Mu Ziling.

On this day, Mu Ziling got up early to bathe and change his clothes, and when the big red wedding robe was worn on him, even the etiquette officials who were sent to teach him the rules of etiquette couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, and a trace of regret occasionally flashed in his eyes.

Looking at his appearance in the bronze mirror, Mu Ziling's expression was a little complicated, even though he had made up his mind early, but at this moment, he still couldn't help but feel a little dazed in his heart.

Today, is he going to marry Yan Wenhao?

What will his future hold?

Looking at Mu Ziling's distracted appearance, the ceremonial officials standing behind him, you look at me, I look at you, I can't bear to step forward to remind you.

After these days of getting along, they really have a good impression of Mu Ziling, they have been castrated into the palace since they were children, they have physical defects, even though they are ceremonial officials, they are still looked down upon, and when Mu Ziling gets along with them, he has never treated them with contempt, every word and deed, they treat them as normal people, how can they not like it?

Seeing that the auspicious time was getting closer and closer, and the greeting team had arrived, one of the younger ceremonial officials finally stepped forward and reminded Mu Ziling in a low voice.

"It's here......" Mu Ziling finally glanced at himself in his glasses, then retracted his gaze and turned around, the thousands of thoughts in Fang Cai's eyes had already calmed down, and he said in a flat tone: "Let's go." ”

From now on, he may face an even more difficult life, but he will certainly not back down half a step...... This is the path he has chosen!

Walking through the corridor, walking through the rockery, passing through the arch, in front of the main hall, Mu Ziling stopped.

Seeing him stop, the ceremonial officer whispered, "Mu Gongzi? There was confusion in his tone.

Mu Ziling lowered his eyes and said slowly, "I want to say goodbye to my father." Without waiting for the official to react, he raised his feet and walked straight into the main hall.

Inside the main hall.

Mu Jiyan was dressed in a first-class court robe, and sat upright on the main seat above with a solemn face, while his gaze gently fell on the position on his side, and in that position, a tablet was placed - it was the tablet of Mu Ziling's biological mother.

The moment he saw the tablet, Mu Ziling's eyes were hot, and he almost shed tears, he endured it for a long time before he suppressed his feelings and shouted softly: "Father." ”

"It's coming." Hearing this, Mu Jiyan turned his head and looked at him intently for a long time, a touch of sadness crossed his always strict and expressionless face, "It's just in time, kowtow to your mother, although you have never seen her, but when she is pregnant with you, she always looks forward to seeing you with her own eyes in the future...... Wife-taker. The last three words, he said very softly, as if he were sighing.

The nose was slightly sour, Mu Ziling lowered his eyes, and responded in a low voice: "I know." ”

As soon as the words fell, he didn't hesitate, bent his knees, knelt straight down, kowtowed respectfully three times to the tablet, and when he raised his head again, his forehead was still a little red, but he didn't stop, but kowtowed three more times in the direction of Mu Jiyan.

"The child says goodbye to his father and mother."

"Good boy." Mu Jiyan showed a smile of relief.

Seeing that Mu Ziling didn't mean to get up, the ceremonial officer couldn't help but step forward and urge: "Master Mu." ”

Mu Jiyan glanced at the anxious official, bowed slightly towards Mu Ziling, his voice was no longer calm, and he was even a little choked: "Get up, the second prince is already waiting outside the door, you, go." ”

After speaking, he turned his head again, reached out and touched the tablet of his deceased wife, and there was a deep affection in his eyes...... Also, deep guilt.

Bending down deeply, Mu Ziling finally saluted Mu Jiyan, and then held his head high, turned around, and walked towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, step by step.

He vaguely saw that Yan Wenhao was standing at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, his eyes falling on him gently, and a smile bloomed on his handsome and unparalleled face.