Cheng Huan nodded, and there was not too much affection on his face.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, there is no love xù is the best love xù.

"Tianjun persuaded your mother to hide for him again." Ouyang Gurong then changed his conversation again, and said in a homely manner.

Until now, Ouyang Gurong and Cheng Huan have not asked Tianjun to change their titles for the two of them.

In fact, this is also a little beautiful vision in the hearts of Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong, both of them do not want Tianjun to be proud of his supreme and honorable status.

I don't want Tianjun to become a member of the emperor's family, because he really loves him, he only hopes that Tianjun is a child in an ordinary small family who happily calls "daddy" and "mother".

"He's obsessed with practice." Cheng Huan didn't say much, just replied lightly.

The reason why Tianjun was reluctant to come, how could Ouyang Gurong not know.

In the silent dialogue between the two, they had already arrived in front of the Zichen Hall where the music and dance were light.

Only then did Ouyang Gurong restrain his gentle and doting appearance, and restored the cold and arrogant Rong Wang Ye in front of him.

Cheng Huan also smiled lightly, and walked behind Ouyang Gurong to the seat of the prince.

"See Father."

"See the Emperor."

Because it is a family feast, there is no need for too much formality in the name. However, Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong still stood in front of their seats and bowed respectfully to Emperor Ming Xuan, who was sitting in the middle.

"Why haven't you changed your words, you will get married in a few days, and you still speak with the title of an outsider?" Listening to Cheng Huan and Ouyang Gurong's salute, Emperor Ming Xuan said with a smile.

This sentence is obviously said to Cheng Huan, who keeps claiming that he is the emperor.

Although it was just a seemingly ordinary sentence, it suddenly attracted countless concerned eyes for Cheng Huan.

Among them, there are those who are envious, those who sigh, those who measure, and those who are resentful.

Cheng Huan secretly gasped in his heart, but his face still looked calm and calm.

"I've seen my father." Cheng Huan Fu changed his words again.

Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty smiled contentedly and turned his gaze to the scene of the warbler singing and dancing in the main hall.

The battle in the palace has always been more terrifying than the swords and swords on the rivers and lakes.

Cheng Huan can see through every move of the opponent in the rivers and lakes, and can even figure out which direction the opponent's next move will attack.

Only in this court flowing with desire and power, Cheng Huan can't really see everyone.

Because the hearts of each of these people have long been blackened by various interests and powers, so that people cannot see the innocence, goodness and beauty that should be in human nature.

"My father has made a will, and three days later it will be an auspicious day, and I will get married at that time." It wasn't until the eyes around him gradually settled down that Ouyang Gurong's gentle voice sounded in Cheng Huan's ears again.

Cheng Huan seemed to be contemplating the beautiful and peerless dance music on the dance floor, but his heart had already become desolate.

Could it be that she can't return to the mountains with Ouyang Gurong after all and live a life without fighting with the world?

The hasty wedding also means that Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty relied on Ouyang Gurong, the crown prince.

Now the only one who can restrain Ouyang Gurong is Feng Chenghuan alone.

Therefore, only by confines Chenghuan in this imperial city can Ouyang Gurong's heart be stabilized.

Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty made this move, which can be said to be a far-sighted decision.

"I am a ranger, but I was born in the emperor's family." After half a ring, Cheng Huan's pink lips moved, and he spit out such a poem.

Cheng Huan is the eldest lady of the Feng clan, but since she was a child, she has often mixed with the guards of the family, and has the perseverance that ordinary women lack.

Therefore, Ouyang Gurong also knew that trapping Cheng Huan in this imperial city would undoubtedly consume the spirit of her body and make her unhappy.

"Time is in a hurry, and I don't have time to report to my father and mother, so I'll invite them to come after a while." However, a moment later, Cheng Huan continued again.

Although there was a lot of reluctance in his heart, considering the situation Ouyang Gurong was in now, Cheng Huan had no choice but to make a compromise.

What's more, in this case, if Cheng Huan "refuses to marry", I am afraid that the people who will be implicated at that time will be the entire Feng clan.

Compared with his own personal joys and losses, Cheng Huan is even more unwilling to gamble with the lives of hundreds of people in the entire Feng family.

"Huan'er, you're not afraid ......" Ouyang Gurong was about to say something.

Cheng Huan had already held Ouyang Gurong's big hands tightly under the table, and gave a calm smile in return.

"As long as you're there, I'm not afraid of anything." Cheng Huan replied affectionately.

As long as he is by Ouyang Gurong's side, even if he is filled with these power struggles all day long, Cheng Huan has enough thoughts in his heart to support him.

Ten years have been missed between them, and Ouyang Gurong's sideburns have not been imperceptibly revealing a few silver threads.

Cheng Huan is unwilling to be separated from his loved ones in the next few days, and he must not grind his ears and temples, and he must not linger.

"I have long heard that the fifth brother and the fifth sister-in-law are as deep as the sea, and when I saw it today, it was true." It was the moment when Cheng Huan looked at Ouyang Gurong affectionately, and a hearty male voice sounded on the side.

Cheng Huan looked up with a smile and saw that the person standing in front of the wine and food was none other than the eighth prince Yunsheng.

"I haven't seen it for ten years, and the fifth sister-in-law Tianzi is still as beautiful as she was back then." Yun Sheng raised his wine glass and said approvingly.

In the Amaterasu trial ten years ago, Cheng Huan and Yun Sheng faced each other.

At that time, Cheng Huan's impression of Yun Sheng was limited to his ability to fight a little bit in long-range combat.

It wasn't until tonight in the peaceful atmosphere of singing and dancing that Cheng Huan saw Yun Sheng's handsome and elegant face, which was better than Su Mu.

Unexpectedly, although Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty was already old, several princes under his knees were all handsome and extraordinary, and they did have the appearance of heaven and man.

"The eighth brother praised it." Cheng Huan also raised his wine glass with a smile and replied politely.

This so-called family banquet is actually nothing more than making the identities of Ouyang Gurong and Chenghuan public.

What Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty wanted to see was naturally a peaceful scene of a group of brothers, friends and brothers on the surface.

Therefore, polite entertainment is also indispensable in such a situation.

Seeing that Cheng Huan and Yun Sheng had already raised their glasses together, Ouyang Gurong naturally did not fall, and raised the white jade wine glass on the table and drank it all.

After three rounds of wine, Cheng Huan's face through the white veil also floated slightly ruddy.

In order not to provoke the suspicion of Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty, the eighth prince Yunsheng and the tenth prince Yundun naturally tried their best to put on a celebratory posture at the wine table.

In this way, Chenghuan, who is the crown princess, naturally has to accompany him to drink.

In the alternating songs and dances, the night has become deep, and it has reached the second half of the night in a trance.

Cheng Huan stroked the slightly beating forehead, but he didn't expect that the neck strength behind the fine wine in the palace was really extraordinary, so that she who was not drunk with a thousand cups also appeared slightly drunk.

"Yes, I'll go outside and breathe." Cheng Huan's pink lips moved, and he said to Ouyang Gurong, who was sitting in danger.

"In another hour the feast should be over, watch out for yourself." Ouyang Gurong didn't turn his head to look at Cheng Huan, but just said softly.

Now their every move is in the eyes of Emperor Ming Xuan, so even if Ouyang Gurong can't leave the table lightly.

So I had to pick such a gap, let Chenghuan sneak out to breathe, and sat in the banquet to deal with it.

The cat left the palatial Zichen Hall with his waist bent, and the smile on Cheng Huan's face gradually disappeared.

March is a good time to play in the idle hall, but it is a pity that you are trapped in the walls of this palace, no matter what you do, you will be taken into the eyes of Emperor Ming Xuan, faintly giving people a feeling of being watched at all times.

Therefore, Cheng Huan can only put away his delusions and be a princess with a husband and children.

Walking forward with light steps, Cheng Huan gradually moved away from the Zichen Hall with the sound of beauty.

The drunken gold fans flowing between the notes are not as ethereal as Cheng Huan usually plays, so Cheng Huan doesn't like it either.

It's just that in this kind of magnificent palace, only that kind of majestic sound can match the demeanor of the royal family.

Cheng Huanwu walked out, regardless of whether the direction he was walking was east or west.

However, as the scenery around him gradually became sluggish, Cheng Huan's pair of ink-splashed pupils shone with a dark brilliance in the night.

This road, if she remembers correctly, was the first time she came to the palace and followed the so-called West Palace.

As soon as he thought of this, the bitterness in Cheng Huan's heart came out again.

If she hadn't taken Gu Nan away from the imperial city at that time, would it be a different scene today?

Under the teaching of Yun Xuan and his father-in-law, Gu Nan may grow into a fearful villain, but one of his lives will not be lost in vain.

Gu Nan is only seven years old this year, and Cheng Huan doesn't know how those people are so ruthless that they can kill the killer.

The white figure walked straight from the West Palace, which was not very bright.

However, he hadn't walked far before Cheng Huan's footsteps stopped in place.

In front of her eyes, the West Palace, which had been burned to the ground, had been newly built into a towering and majestic palace.

It's just that at this moment, on the plaque of Zhumen, a miserable white cloth flower is hanging high.

On the two red doors, the word "Dian" was also written on white paper.

For a moment, Cheng Huan only felt a huge sense of powerlessness filling her limbs, and she even trembled uncontrollably.

Lying here is the young Gu Nan, a seven-year-old child.

After being stunned for a while, Cheng Huan tried his best to restrain his mixed mood and walked towards the closed wooden door.

The deceased is like this, and she still has Ouyang Gurong and Tianjun by her side, no matter what, she can't let this heart demon bother her.

Wuzi pushed open the closed wooden door, and Cheng Huan quietly stepped into the West Palace, which had become a mourning hall.