Dolgon turned over on the horse, pulled Su Mo'er to the horse's back, pulled the reins and ran out of the palace gate, Su Mo'er observed the road all the way, and found that this road was very unfamiliar, as if it was leading to the commercial market, she was wondering why Dolgon wanted to take her to the market, but found that the galloping horse was in front of an embroidery shop called the brocade factory. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dolgon dismounted, hugged Su Mo'er down, and pulled her into the embroidery village, it turned out that this was a custom wedding dress, Dolgon waved his hand, and the boss called out a few embroidery girls who were like flowers and jade, and without saying a word, he walked to Su Mo'er's side and measured her size.

"You guys, what is this for? I didn't have to make my clothes. Su Mo'er said as she stepped back.

"It's this king who wants to order it for you, for the two of us, this surprise, do you like it?" Dorgon said as he looked at her with a smile.

What the? Su Mo'er wondered if she had misheard, Dolgon just said that it was customized for the two of them, doesn't that mean that he is going to marry her? But I don't know about it at all, when did they say they were going to get married?

Su Mo'er kept shaking her head, she couldn't accept this sudden insurance, she never thought of marrying Dolgon, so she was notified without warning that she was going to get married, or with the regent in front of her, who only touched her and had no true love, she was even more unlikely to accept this arranged marriage.

"Lord Wang, you may have misunderstood, the slave swore in front of the Queen Mother that he would never marry for the rest of his life, and he would guard her for the rest of his life."

Dolgon pulled Su Mo'er to a secluded place, avoiding the bustling crowd, took Su Mo'er's hand and dragged her tightly, and then roared angrily: "The first emperor has died a long time ago, and you still have to be widowed for him, is it worth it?" ”

"This is the minion's own idea, it has nothing to do with others, when the first emperor was alive, the minion also planned so."

"And where do you put this king? The country that this king has laid for you, you let this king give it to the current little emperor with a word, okay, this king can not want the country, as long as you, why do you still refuse to accept this king? Do you have to reject this king again and again? ”

"Thanks to the prince's wrong love, the slave can only say sorry, your great kindness, in the next life, you will definitely repay you with your body."

"Do you have to say goodbye to this king like this?"

"Please fulfill the prince, slave, I am grateful."

Dolgon always restrained his emotions, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and nameless fire suddenly flashed in his eagle-like eyes, and his body suddenly approached Su Mo'er and asked, "Are you still thinking about that wild man who never wants to show his face?" ”

Su Mo'er looked at him with wide eyes, because he was actually right by him, even though he was only half right.

"No, you're wrong, it's not that he won't show up, it's ......"

Su Mo'er almost blurted out, telling Song Weinian that he was not the identity of this era, so that Dolgon not only wouldn't believe it, but would also think that she was teasing Dolgon in order to protect him, fortunately, she suddenly realized this when she didn't say it, so she was able to stop in time.

Dolgon, however, would not rest on his laurels, and he continued, "And what?" ”

"Rather...... He...... Went to another world. ”

Su Mo'er deliberately said vaguely to confuse Dorgon's audio-visual and make him understand that he was dead, and only this answer was the safest.

"So, you still have a crush on a dead man? Is this king worse than a dead man in your eyes? ”

Although Su Mo'er wanted to defend herself in her heart, Song Weinian did not pass away, but lived in another space parallel to this space, but she couldn't say that, so she could only look at Dolgon in silence, helpless.

"It wasn't my intention, but if you want to think so, then I can't help it."

Dolgon was already very jealous of Song Weinian, and he had always been angry that he was not as good as his status in Su Mo'er's heart, and at this time he knew that he was no longer a non-existent person, and his heart was even more unpleasant, there was always some unwillingness, plus Su Mo'er was unwilling to explain to him frankly, even if he prevaricated him with lies, he would feel better.

But Su Mo'er didn't say anything, and he was even more angry.

"Then don't regret it, if there is any non-cooperation in the future, don't blame this king for embarrassing the little emperor." Dolgon was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Su Mo'er.

"Lord Wang, does Prince Su's death have anything to do with you?"

Dolgon, who had his back to Su Mo'er, paused and said, "He deserves it." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, rode on his horse and walked away, leaving Su Mo'er standing in the warm breeze, his heart became heavier, Prince Su Hauge has been suppressed by Dolgon since he failed to seize the throne, and he was placed under house arrest after he was convicted, but soon he died mysteriously, and many people in the court were talking privately that he was killed by Dolgon.

Prince Su's death is not only revenge on him, but also his dismount, to tell everyone not to go against him, otherwise the consequence will be the same as Prince Su, there is no place to die, in the end, he is still forcing himself, the breeze blows Su Mo'er's soft hair, she looks at the back of Dolgon's departure, and knows that she has provoked a body of right and wrong for herself.

In March of the sixth year of Shunzhi, Prince Yu Duoduo died, Duoduo and Dolgon had the best relationship, his death was a great blow to Dolgon, standing on the supreme imperial power, the height was already unbearable, and now, he became more lonely.

On April 17, the Empress Dowager Zhezhe died after a long illness, Emperor Shunzhi held a grand funeral for her in accordance with the funeral specifications of the first emperor Taiji, the coffin was stored in the main hall, every first sacrifice, the moon sacrifice, the big sacrifice, the emperor and the ministers were dressed in plain clothes, until February of the second year, the coffin was transported back to Shengjing, and the first emperor was buried in Zhaoling.

In June, Prince Azig of England was dismissed from his post by Dolgon because of his rivalry with the regent Dolgon for the title of uncle, and Dolgon was always selfish on the road of power struggle.

Su Mo'er was tormented by Song Weinian's day-to-day thoughts, she thought of the old man in Luoxia Mountain, and planned to go to see them, the Luoxia Mountain in summer is not as bitter and gloomy as in winter, but it is more cool, and the soft breeze blows on the face, which makes people very comfortable.

The house of the flower period is located on the mountainside of Luoxia Mountain, surrounded by a piece of flat land, the huge house only occupies two-thirds of the position, and there is still a third of the position, and now it has been planted with flowers and vegetables, and the warbler flies and butterflies dance, like a paradise.

Su Mo'er was about to knock on the door, but the door opened by itself, and behind the door was Mo Zhaonu, and the two were so surprised the moment they saw each other.

"How do you know it's me?" "Why are you here?"

The two asked each other almost at the same time, and then looked at each other and smiled.

"I just happened to go out to pick vegetables, you came at the right time, we haven't eaten yet, then I'll go pick vegetables first, you go and sit for a while, Ziqi is in the house."

"Sub-period? Oh, it looks like I'm missing something, I haven't seen you for so long, you've changed your tune, it looks like I'm going to have to call you sister-in-law. ”

Mo Zhaonu's face was like a peach blossom, and he turned around and went out shyly, and Su Mo'er also walked into the courtyard, but the scenery in the courtyard was completely different from the Xiao Se they saw when they first came, the privet flowers on the fence were all blooming, and the garden was densely packed, and the courtyard was suddenly like a garden, which was so similar to Tao Yuanming's artistic conception.

Suddenly, Su Mo'er's eyes were attracted by the wisteria swing under the eaves, this swing, déjà vu, and the privet flowers blooming on the fence, isn't this the same scene I saw in my dream? It turns out that the dream self came to the garden in the summer.

Now that we have everything, is there still a grave behind the courtyard? She decided to go and check it out again.