The plaque at the entrance of the temple was supposed to be hanging in a corner, and the wind creaked in the wind, and the two basin-sized cobwebs at the corner of the door were symmetrical to each other, and the door was covered with a thick layer of dust. Inside the courtyard wall, the leaves of an old tree are verdant, and its long branches are deep outside the wall.

Ling Qixuan stepped on the courtyard wall and jumped in, the courtyard was as broken as its doorway, only half of the window was hanging in the frame, and the whole courtyard exuded a rotten smell.

Sixteen years ago, he was chased and beaten, and accidentally discovered this vacant palace, and since then, every time he has been wronged, or has nowhere to go, he will come here, and later meet the master, it is also here. If there was no master, I am afraid he would not have thought of going to the barracks, let alone Ling Qixuan now.

Ling Qixuan found an open space in the courtyard and sat down, just as he was distracted, he heard the sound of 'chirping' next to his feet, and looked down, two little mice with thief eyebrows and mouse eyes drilled past his feet, maybe it has been uninhabited here for a long time, these two mice are very bold.

Ling Qixuan was about to kick them to death, but after thinking about it. As far as they are concerned, they are the intruders here, and the rats still know how to defend their own territory, let alone others.

He seemed to have figured out something in his heart, laughed, turned and left the courtyard, startled the two little mice behind him and fled back to his cave.

On the fifth day of the fifth month of the 32nd year of Dongling, a grand wedding kicked off in Gyeonggi. The greeting procession stood on a ten-mile long street, and the dowry was lined up three miles away. The people of Gyeonggi all left their homes, and some people heard that His Royal Highness was married, and even rushed over from thousands of miles a few days earlier.

Ling Qixuan's soldiers and generals were also dressed on the field, and a soldier with a gun could be seen standing not far away, just in case there was any chaos that day.

The bridegroom was dressed in a red wedding robe, with a silk flower of the same color in front of him, sitting on a tall horse, his ink-colored hair tied with a red rope on the top of his head.

He looked at the people around him with a smile, the corners of his lips curled up in a beautiful arc, his smile was like spring breeze and rain, I don't know how many people came to watch the ceremony intoxicated.

Behind him is a sedan chair with a gold top and red satin, and eight sturdy men are divided into four directions, and the sedan chair is followed by a long makeup dowry.

The onlookers all praised him, His Royal Highness the Eighth really gave these two side concubines enough face, not only went to greet them in person, but also prepared such a luxurious battle.

"When I saw today's battle, I knew what marrying is. ”

"Your Royal Highness is so good, if I am lucky enough to enter the palace, I am willing to be a maid who serves. ”

"Come on, a beauty like Yan Ruyu, and a strong Yan family background, made a side concubine, don't be delusional. ”

"I really want to know what kind of character his concubine will be. The girls around the inside argued with each other, their faces full of envy.

The sound of 'crackling' firecrackers suddenly went out, and with a loud roar, the eight-carried sedan chair trembled and walked towards the palace amid the discussion of everyone. The crowd watching the ceremony refused to disperse, and only followed the sedan chair all the way.

On a high tower in the palace, the emperor squinted at the squirming procession in the distance like a long dragon, and opened his mouth with displeasure: "Dequan, do you say that the eighth child will listen to me?"

"His Royal Highness is kind-hearted and has a deep relationship with the emperor's father and son, so he naturally has to obey the emperor's orders. How dare the ruler and the minister disobey the order? The slave observes the Eighth Highness, and he must be a good son who is loyal to the monarch and patriotic. Dequan hurriedly stepped forward and only picked up what the emperor liked to hear.

"Loyal and patriotic!" the emperor muttered to himself, and read it several times, and his confusion gradually appeared, "I treat him like that, doesn't he have half a hatred for me?"

"Your Majesty, it's windy here, and your dragon body is important. Seeing that the procession was getting closer and closer, Dequan said cautiously, "The emperor is reluctant to give up his son, but he must also take care of his body." ”

At every shield above the tower, the wind howled by, blowing people's temples and body cold. The emperor took Dequan's hand and slowly walked down from the tower, "Why don't you see that girl from Jing'an today?"

"Back to the emperor, Jing'an Xiuyi caught a cold last night, and this time he is typhoid fever. Early in the morning, I sent a little maid to confess, but I was afraid that I would rush His Highness's happy event today. Speaking of Lan Junyao, a hint of softness flashed in Dequan's eyes.

"Alright, you go with me to have a look. The emperor could not see joy or sorrow on his face, his eyes were fierce, and he did not know that he was skeptical of this statement.

When I woke up early this morning, I heard a commotion outside. The jubilant scene in the palace is the bursts of firecrackers outside the palace, which also penetrate the palace wall from time to time and reach her ears. The emperor specially rewarded a vacant palace near the side gate of the palace and allowed the two side concubines to marry from the palace.

Counting the time, the team to greet the relatives should also be outside the palace gate at this moment, Lan Junyao shrank her body, spread two cups under her body, and covered her body with two beds, but she still felt cold.

After a sleepless night, she simply got up with her clothes on, but just got up, she felt dizzy and unsteady on her feet. Hurriedly sat back on the edge of the bed, and then opened her eyes, only to feel that the world in front of her was rotating, obviously it was the weather in May, but she was like being in a cold winter wax moon.

Waited left and right, and when the maid came to serve her to freshen up, she told them to ask a doctor to come and see, but it turned out that she had typhoid fever. Under the repeated advice of the imperial doctor, she gave up her plan to leave the bed, for fear of passing her illness to the emperor.

Lying on the bed for a long time, she only felt that she was still swaying when she saw things, her lips were chapped and tight, and the little palace maid who was waiting in front of her was also let out by her to watch the ceremony.

The water cup also looked ghosted, and she finally held the kettle, wanting to pour a glass of water to moisten her lips. Maybe the tea didn't pour into the cup, her hand hurt, and she quickly loosened the cup, fell to the ground and fell apart, it turned out that she actually spilled hot water on her hand.

As soon as the emperor and Dequan arrived outside her door, they heard the crisp sound of broken porcelain in the hall, and Dequan was so shocked that he hurriedly pushed the door in and came in, just in time for Lan Junyao to stand in place with red and swollen hands.

Suddenly seeing the emperor, Lan Junyao was stunned for a moment, and then she was about to go to salute the emperor. Who knew that the body was not short, so he planted it to the side, but fortunately, Dequan was quick and hurriedly stepped forward to support her, which saved her the opportunity to have close contact with the earth.

When the emperor saw this scene, anger immediately rose in his heart, "You are so sick and you don't stay honestly, where are the people who are waiting around you?"