After going through the many tests of the saint and the prince and his wife, Yan Zhan Yan Dalang finally passed the test, defeated Zhou Yi and Qin Cheng, two strong rivals, and became the future colt with the tacit approval of the elders. At the beginning of the marriage, the county lord of Changning got the help of his cousins, and looked for an opportunity to take a serious look at his future husband: "It was quite eye-catching, and I heard that the children of the Yan family have always been beautiful, and they really live up to their reputation." ”

"Flesh and skin are all vain." When the king of Xin'an County heard this, he immediately persuaded, "His temperament seems to be quite gentlemanly, but in fact, he needs to be carefully observed for a long time before he can really give trust." However, Yue Niang, with your identity, no matter what kind of person you marry, you don't have to wronged yourself. If you really meet someone you like more in the future, you will reconcile with him and remarry. ”

"I understand, brother." The county lord of Changning raised his chin slightly, and smiled with crooked eyebrows, "If you merge, you will gather, and if you don't, you will disperse, it's that simple!" Brother doesn't have to grieve himself in the future, the princess can remarry with him, and the king of the county will definitely be able to remarry with him. Even if the future sister-in-law is Du's daughter, I will always stand by my brother's side! ”

“…… At the moment, it's just tacit, and the six ceremonies are early, so what do you mention and leave? Listening to the words of the two, the king of Tianshui suddenly felt that what he was thinking was too far away from them, "Of course I agree with you...... But that sounds a bit unlucky. Moreover, you must not say this kind of thing in front of your elders......"

"I didn't expect Cousin Jingxing to be such a well-behaved person, but it was a little impressive." The county lord of Changning sneered. "Jingxing" is the new word of the king of Tianshui County. He was so proud that he once told everyone not to call him by his name anymore, but to call him by his name. However, among the royal clans, there are not many people who can be intimate enough to call him "Jingxing". For this reason, he was also quite stunned.

After seeing the new son-in-law, it was not too early, and the county lord of Changning returned to the palace. Li Hui said goodbye to Li Jing and braved the flying snow to return to King Pu's mansion. Li Tai and Yan had recently gone out early and returned late to serve their illnesses, but the saint's condition had improved, so that they no longer had to rush over every day, and they were unmoved. Li Xin and Zhou did the same, and temporarily handed over the county lord of Xiaoshou County to the care of the nurse and maid. The Yan family and Princess Linchuan were still a little worried, and each sent an experienced Fu Mu to the town, which made Puwangfu East Road more and more lively.

Because the servant had already reported that Wang Langjun was here, Li Hui unsurprisingly found his best friend in the study: "Zixian, the matter of the Yan family can be postponed for the time being." Since the marriage has been decided, Yan Zhan must not be alarmed, so as not to hurt the affection between relatives. In the Yan family, it is enough to slowly figure it out, and more importantly, it is necessary to make every effort to explore Princess Anxing and the Yang family. ”

"Yan Dalang has always been a strict guard at the door, but he is also a talent." Wang Zixian smiled lightly, "However, you can rest assured. Princess Anxing and the people of the Yang family, I naturally will not move at will, and I have been following very closely. It's a pity that it's difficult to install useful manpower, and there is no change for the time being. In addition, the people who followed Li Ge also got the news that he had often met with Li Qianniang recently, and the two had rented a lot of courtyards in the nearby Lifang for private meetings. Each time, they would stay together for at least an hour or two before they quietly left. ”

Li Hui's face immediately sank: "Grandfather is seriously ill, they don't know how to restrain at all, it's shameless!" Such an ugly thing must not be known to grandfather! But if I can't use this incident to teach them a lesson that I will never forget, I am really unwilling! "Even if you don't mention the saint's illness, it's still in the filial piety of Empress Qin!!

"If Xuan Qi can trust me, how about handing over this matter to me?"

"Of course I believe you. I don't want to hear anything about them in the future, just tell me the result. ”

Wang Zixian nodded, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to hear about the Du family?" ”

Li Hui was stunned for a moment, and his expression was quite complicated: "Is there any important news?" ”

"Maybe it's not that important. Recently, Du's grandfather and grandmother fell ill one after another, and the illness gradually became serious. And Du has always been filial, busy serving decoction, and has not stepped out of the house for many days. The prince said, "I heard that her grandfather is not in good health, maybe your marriage date will be uncertain." ”

He only had to say it clearly - if this Du lady lost her relatives one after another, it was very likely that she would keep her filial piety for five years, and if Princess Pu knew about it, she might not agree to marry her as a bride. After all, no mother who loves her son wants her son to marry until he is a crown.

Li Hui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said with a straight face: "Since my grandfather has already agreed and informed the Du family, how can the marriage be changed?" No matter what difficulties she has, I'll always be waiting. For him, there is no difference between marrying early and marrying late. If you marry a new princess in a year and a half, you won't feel uncomfortable.

The prince looked at him with deep eyes, and the corners of his lips tugged: "You are right, people do not stand without faith. No one will know what kind of contradictions and entanglements he experienced in his heart when he received these news and more bits and pieces of words. Reason told him that he must not be impulsive, no matter what happens, only by keeping the identity of a friend can he not end up cutting off his robe and righteousness; Feelings tell him, if he is not willful, such a woman will definitely be respected and even loved by Li Hui, and he will never be able to bear it!!

- So, should he really leave his future to fate? If...... If there is any accident in this marriage in the future, if Li Hui is still alone when he returns to Chang'an again, then he will never let go again!!

Will Heaven favor him? Let him complete this life? Will their fate be deeper and more mysterious than that of "best friends"? A qiē, maybe after a few years will see. Of course, he has never been resigned to fate, and it is impossible to let go completely, and all kinds of preparations must be made in advance. As for what needs to be prepared, it must be carefully planned.

The two talked about other gossip for a while, and then Wang Zixian got up and took his leave. Li Hui raised his head and glanced at the dark sky outside the window: "Zixian, it's late, why don't you stay overnight?" ”

Wang Zixian's action paused slightly: "Mr. is waiting for me to go back and finish half a game of chess." If he doesn't finish tonight, he probably won't even be able to sleep. ”

"I didn't expect Mr. Song to be so obsessed with the game." Li Hui didn't think much about it, and took a scroll from the bookshelf next to him, "There should be a lot of game scores here, and even some endgames, Mr. Song should like it, so give it to him for me." I'll collect some games for you to see another day. ”

Wang Zixian took the game score and smiled lightly: "I should really do my best to improve my chess strength, lest Mr. feel that the invincible is too boring." ”

With that, he took his leave again. Li Hui watched him walk away, and for some reason, a little uneasiness rose in his heart for no reason. Then, he laughed at himself that he was thinking too much: the marriage was delayed, his grandfather's condition had improved, his best friend did not plan to leave Chang'an for the time being, Princess Anxing and the Yang family did not act rashly, and Li Qianniang was about to come to an end - what was there for him to be disturbed?

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After the first lunar month, the weather, which had gradually warmed up, suddenly became cold. The first warm and cold made the saint's condition worsen again, and he fell unconscious several times. The Taiji Palace, which had gradually eased the atmosphere, once again became extremely solemn, and the ministers and palace people all had solemn faces and hurried steps. This somber atmosphere soon spread throughout Chang'an City, and almost all feasting and drinking activities were temporarily suspended, and even the approaching spring day failed to arouse the interest of the clans.

Although everyone hoped that the saint would live a long life and continue to maintain the prosperity of Zhenyuan, everyone also made the worst plan in their hearts. After all, the saint is no longer young, and since the death of Empress Qin, he has aged rapidly and become seriously ill several times. It's just that I can't get through this time, and it's reasonable.

Fortunately, the prince of the East Palace is approaching the age of establishment, and his experience in supervising the country is very sufficient, and his position has long been unshakable. Moreover, he has already established his own prestige, downplaying the impact of the dispute between the two brothers for the heir many years ago. Whether it is a courtier or a royal family, they are happy to see him succeed to the throne.

In the Lizheng Palace, in the midst of a low cry, the saint finally woke up again. Compared with usual, his face was even a little ruddy, and after drinking some ginseng soup, he seemed to be more energetic. The imperial doctor gave him another injection, and he looked around at his children and grandchildren, laughing as usual: "What is there to cry about, I am not sick once or twice, I have already thought about it." Every time you cry like this, is it because of your intention that I don't feel at ease? Well? ”

"Grandpa!!" His Royal Highness King Pu couldn't hold back any longer, howling and crying, tears and tears, and his fat body like a mountain of meat fell in front of the sickbed, which for a while made people have the illusion that the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, "Grandpa, how can you leave the child!! Grandpa, why are you willing to leave the child!! ”

The saint sighed and rubbed his fat son's head abruptly: "At such an age, he is already a grandfather, and he is not afraid of Xiao Shouyang's jokes when he cries like this." Don't cry, don't cry, I'm really reluctant, you will be buried in Zhaoling in a few decades, and we can see each other again. I've already ordered them to leave enough places, and I will never wronged you. ”

His Royal Highness King Pu was stunned and cried even more.

So, the sage looked at the other children and grandchildren who were crying louder, and said kindly, "If you like to be lively, you should also come to Zhaoling." First come, first served, lined up. If it doesn't work, let Gorou call the shots for you. ”

"......" Princess Linchuan and Princess Qinghe, who had been crying so much that they could only choke up, were speechless for a while. They are born as heavenly daughters, and they are also emperors in death, so they are naturally different from ordinary women. Enjoying the incense of the husband's clan is still not worthy of their identity, and it is an honor to be buried on the side of the mausoleum of their father and brother, and to enjoy the royal incense.

However, a group of grandchildren is different. It's all gone, and it's even if it's a split up among the people, and there's no reason to be buried with your grandfather -

However, the saint has always been so casual that no one can shake his will. What he said was Chrysostom, and even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince could only obey it.