Chapter Seventy-Five: Asking for Marriage
The pastoral rumor slipped away smoothly from under Situ Yu's nose, triumphant all the way, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, when he thought that the shrewd and martial Chen Wang Ye was also played by himself, his heart blossomed, and he laughed all the way.
Of course, she also quickly spotted the tail behind her. Hum! With this three-legged cat's ability, he also wants to follow her. I think that in the villa back then, no one was her opponent when she played hide and seek.
Xi Muyu walked leisurely and happily towards "Qi Xiangzhai", and deliberately picked and chose all kinds of things from roadside stalls along the way.
Because there are so many people today, it is crowded everywhere, and the guards behind him are not only afraid of losing them, but also afraid of being discovered, so they are worried all the way, stumbling, and finally follow "Qi Xiangzhai".
At this moment, breakfast has passed, lunch is still early, and there are not too many people in "Qi Xiangzhai", so Mu Yu picked up a corner seat to sit. Why Corners? Because this line of sight can see the movements of everyone in the store clearly, and there is no fear of someone sneaking up from behind.
After sitting down, I called the shopkeeper to order a pot of wine, two points of roast duck, one to eat, and one to pack. The guard who followed her picked a seat away from her and pretended to drink tea, but squinted at the appearance of Mu Yu eating with relish, and then looked at the tea in front of him, his heart was inexplicably angry, I really don't know who is blind, and there is such a playful and greedy girl on the stall, what's the matter, it is more nourishing than the master......
Mu Yu was full of food and drink, carrying the roast duck brought for Ling Shuang, and went out slowly, and then entered the small ready-to-wear shop, and the guard could only hang around at the door.
He turned his head and was about to scold, but he saw a humble son and apologized to him: "This brother, I'm really embarrassed, I was in a hurry, and I accidentally bumped into you, it's okay!" ”
"No, it's fine!" The guard was stunned, what a handsome young man.
By the time he remembered what he was doing, the pastoral rumor was long gone.
Dressed in moon-white men's clothes, the pastoral rumor who has recovered her original face, holding a roast duck in her hand, swaggering down the street, she wanted to go back to Yongchang Street to watch the guests who entered the palace, but she was worried that she would meet acquaintances again, and wanted to go to her "Jishitang" to take a look, but she felt too far away.
She didn't walk around the streets of the capital, except that there were more people than usual today, it didn't look like anything special, it didn't take any fun to think about, so she decided to go back to the Hou Mansion first.
She had just walked two streets, and suddenly her hands were empty, and a figure behind her ran forward quickly, and the roast duck was gone.
Bastard! Dare to rob Miss Ben's things! She hurriedly performed light skills and chased all the way.
Although the pastoral rhyme is very good, but there are many people on the street, and some of them cannot be used, but the person is at ease, and always keeps a suitable distance from her, and unconsciously leads her to a deserted alley.
As soon as Mu Yu sensed that something was wrong, he was hit the back of the neck and lost consciousness in an instant.
Changli Imperial Palace, Changhe Palace
"The emperor gives you a seat!" With the shrill shouts of the eunuchs, hundreds of civil and military officials and guests from all over the world sat down one after another, and the inside and outside of the hall were solemn.
Above the main hall, the Shuntian Emperor Situ Yueshan, who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, was radiant at the moment, smiling, not at all as weak and pale as usual, and the phoenix chair beside him sat Queen Xiao Juan, although she was nearly forty years old, she was still bright and moving, and her charm was boundless.
Emperor Shuntian raised his hand and raised the first imperial wine, and immediately, the sound of silk and bamboo, the singing was curling, and dozens of graceful women dressed in light yarn twisted their graceful figures and danced on the steps outside the main hall.
After the dance, the envoys of all countries have presented congratulatory messages and gifts, and the inside and outside of the hall are pushed to change the cups, and the plans are staggered, and a piece of peace is peaceful.
After some careful dressing, Xi Ruoya showed a charming appearance and elegant temperament, which attracted the attention of envoys from all over the world, and she turned a blind eye to the scorching gaze that was cast, and only threw herself on Situ Yu, who was three seats away from her.
This was the first time she had been forbidden by her father to meet him, and two months of lovesickness turned into infinite tenderness at this moment. She stared sideways at the man with a calm face and deep eyes, and there was a faint sense of perseverance in his gentle eyes.
"Princess Chen is not Xi Ruoya!" The oath boiled the capital and captured her heart, such a beautiful man, so affectionate like the sea, how could she live up to it?
Situ Yu, who was still dressed in a black brocade gold moire dress, looked at the hustle and bustle in front of him coldly, without a trace of expression, as if no one was pouring himself a drink, and his deep eyes swept over the young man of Sang Yue Kingdom opposite, intentionally or unintentionally.
Situ Yu sat next to Situ Yun, although he didn't like to participate in such a banquet very much, but today was the emperor's birthday, he could be silent, he could be low-key, he could minimize his sense of existence, but he could not be absent.
However, the much-discussed "Lord Wynne" unexpectedly did not attend, which naturally caused all kinds of speculation among the good deeds. Some people say that she is too ugly to come out to meet people; Some people say that she is vulgar and does not understand etiquette, and does not dare to appear on such occasions...... In short, there is not a good word in the rumors.
After three rounds of drinking, Xi Bochang got up and said to Emperor Shuntian: "On the birthday of the saint, Ruoya, the daughter of the minister, specially prepared a "Birthday Song", wishing my emperor the holy body Kangtai and the prosperity of the country!" With that, he waved his hand and motioned for the palace people to put on the piano stand.
"Good, good! Ruoya has a heart, and it is not in vain to hurt her! Emperor Shuntian's sunken eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a smile and mist on his face, just like the posture of a kind old man.
And the eyes of those who stared at Xi Ruoya before were full of surprise, I had heard that the first beauty of Changli was captivating, and her talent was unparalleled, and I didn't expect that today I could not only see her appearance but also smell her piano sound, which is really a blessing for three lives!
Situ Yu's face was still calm, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion.
Xi Ruoya's silver teeth were bitten, annoyed by her father's ruthlessness, she knew that her father was pushing her to the road of harmony, but at this moment, she could only smile and bow to Emperor Shuntian with an extremely respectful posture: "Ruoya is ugly!" With that, he walked to the lyre.
With a flick of the hand, the beautiful rhythm flows out from the fingers, tactful and crisp, cheerful and light. The brisk rhythm and beating notes made everyone present feel happy physically and mentally, as if the happy cells in the body were awakened in an instant.
After a pillar of incense, the sound of the piano stopped, and everyone was still intoxicated and unconscious.
"Wonderful, wonderful!" A clear male voice sounded, making everyone come back to their senses from the aftermath, and they all echoed and admired.
"I have always heard that your country's 'Yuanxi County Lord' is stunning and talented, and today I see it even better than the rumors! This time, I Sangyue sent an envoy to Changli, one to congratulate His Majesty on his birthday, and the other to marry Changli. Today, on behalf of the Sang Yue Kingdom, this prince asks your country to marry the 'Yuanxi County Lord', in order to repair the good of the two countries for a hundred years! ”
As soon as the words were finished, the hall was in an uproar, and all eyes were focused on the person who spoke.
This person is An Qiluo, the fourth prince of Sang Yue Kingdom, handsome, dignified, and full of the unique noble atmosphere of the royal family, he raised his eyes to look at the people who were hotly discussed, and his face had the confidence that was bound to be won.