When the scorching sun is in the sky, the noisy streets of the capital are wandering with the noisy shouts of people, everywhere you can see the signboard flags of the shops with red and willow green, the strange and abrupt cornices with strange shapes, the sparkling carriages and horses, the endless flow of the children of famous and rich families, the tranquil and comfortable faces, all of which reflect the prosperity of today's kings who rule the world peacefully and live and work in peace and contentment.

The sound of horses' hooves striking the earth, a vigorous and powerful roar, piercing the sky, people's shouts in the narrow space, colliding with each other, forming several irregular curves, the unsteady objects in their hands were frightened and did not know where to throw.

At a glance, it is the mighty carriage and horse slowly driving through the long street, behind which is a purple sedan chair, the bead curtain is inlaid on the top of the sedan chair and hangs down, and the breeze blows up bursts of music, and the dark red texture covers the entire sedan body.

Walking in the forefront are two brown-red horses, there are two people immediately, one of them is wearing a purple straight jacket is the little marquis of this dynasty, everyone knows, and the other long hair is tied up at will, falling on the chest, Qingshan folded fan eyebrows and clear eyes of the girl, this dress is like the Xiao Lord of the brocade team?

"This is the little marquis?" Someone was dumbfounded, watching the man in purple sitting on horseback, chatting with the girl riding side by side next to him, while the girl was smiling and her slender hand gently unfolded the cyan fan.

"This gorgeous fuchsia sedan chair is only liked by Marquis Yuwen."

The man deliberately paused in his voice, looked at the sedan chair, and sold it.

"It's just... It's strange, the little marquis who doesn't step out of the door on weekdays will go out with nothing to do, and he doesn't sit in the sedan chair to shade the sun, could it be that the person sitting in the sedan chair is Princess Xuanyuan? ”

Who is Princess Xuanyuan? The emperor's newly crowned princess, Lord Chen Wensheng, no one knows her glorious achievements. There is a scandal on the street, what is the matter? The general has made great contributions to the king's domination of the world, and it has been a few spring and autumn seasons between the pitches, and now it is the time when the political communication and all kinds of waste are prosperous, the general abandons the army and follows the text, and still assists the king in the twilight, without any hypocrisy, but the general is not guilty of death because of the wrong judgment, so he was named the princess to marry a foreign country.

People in the world can't ask, how deep is the resentment of the beauty in the sedan chair, and they lean on the Golden Pavilion with affection. didn't say anything, and the red tears fell. Tears spent, eyes full of tears, speechless, crying pear blossoms with rain.

"Miss, why are you crying again?" Hearing the sound of silver bells outside, Chen Wensheng raised his head suddenly, afraid of being asked, and pretended to be happy with tears, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"When you go back, cry if you want to cry, but I'm going to go to the court later, and the makeup with crying flowers is not beautiful." Xiao Ling squeezed into the sedan chair and took out a handkerchief as thin as light gauze to gently wipe the other party's face.

The sedan chair is not crowded, and a table for two people is enough.

Xiao Ling opened the makeup on the table, lifted the eyebrow pencil, put a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, and glanced back to outline the eyebrows. Gently soaking the red lips, the rouge could not hide the tears. Holding a bronze mirror to look at Zhu Yan, Fan Dai smiled freely in the mirror. Xiang Jing smiled shyly, Fang Xiaomei was better than rouge.

"Thank you, Ling." There was a sound from the people behind him, and the plain hands that were fiddling with makeup stayed for a while, looked back at Chen Wensheng meaningfully, and joked with the corners of his mouth.

"Oh, Miss, you are really looking back and smiling, the six palaces have no color, and I am a girl who is fascinated by you."

Chen Wensheng covered his mouth and smiled, sat up straight and patted the other party's sleeve, "Not reserved." ”

"Chen Meiren is finally willing to smile?" He took out a leather bag from the makeup and shook it in front of Chen Wensheng, "I know that your sweetheart is this Qianyuchen, but miss, do you like his person or his skin." ”

The sword eyebrows are amorous peach blossom eyes, the thin lips are smiling, and what Xiao Ling is holding is the face that is inscribed with bones, "He is the king and I am the minister, even if I am happy, it is useless." The originally stretched eyebrows were tightly pressed against the eyes at this time, and the eyes trembled slightly like water, almost invisible.

"Then let me ask you, what kind of feelings do you have for Yu Wenjue?" After a long moment, Chen Wensheng stabilized his mood, and looked at the human skin in the Zen wooden box with faint watery eyes, all of which were handmade, and few people knew Xiaoling's ability to imitate human face except for the girl in front of him.

Throughout the ages, there have been bizarre occupations such as puppeteers, body painting, wax figures, scraping masters, corpse chasers, and mortuary masters. And this leather painter is also one of them, it is not good to paint vividly, to know that it is difficult to paint the skin and draw the tiger, to really draw a skin you must understand all the words and deeds of this person, and the painting is really good.

Xiao Ling is half a leather painter, painting skin for people and changing her life? She is not so great, but because of selfishness, she admired Yuwen Gongzi for a long time, so she described his appearance, and after a long time, the pen was held steadily, and the painting was realistic, and she slowly figured it out.

Feeling that the carriage stopped, Xiao Ling lifted a corner of the bead curtain sideways, "Day and night lingering compassion, thinking of him and missing him, Miss thinks how much affection I have for him." Seeing her thin lips tightened, she said, "I've walked to the Jinluan Palace." ”

Chen Wensheng saw that the person in front of him was about to push open the curtain, and a pair of bony hands reached in, picked up the curtain beads with one hand, and put the other hand on his chest, waiting for the person above to hand him his hand.

This situation and this scene make people unclear, and they smile bitterly in their hearts, how can you know if the other party also has affection for you if you don't say it. When the words came to his lips, he couldn't spit them out, replied with a single word, dodged the hands, and jumped out of the carriage from the other side. The hand holding Xiao Ling's waist paused, picked her up from the carriage, and waited for the three of them to tidy up a little and walked into the Jinluan Palace.

What comes into view is the magnificent palace, the courtiers are flying and smiling, and the king sitting on the top is half-kowtowing a pair of narrow peach blossom eyes to listen to the words of the person next to him.

"Wechen meets the king." The three of them bowed in unison.

"No courtesy." The eyes of the person sitting on the dragon chair stayed on Chen Wensheng for a long time, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

The three of them retreated to the side and sat cross-legged, Xiao Ling habitually picked up the wine jug on the wooden table to pour wine for the two of them, and Yu Wenjue stopped him, he picked up the chip, and the wine flowed out of the bottle in an instant, and after pouring two glasses in one go. When he was about to take the third cup, the light blue sleeve blocked the wine glass and said something to him, Yu Wenjue sighed and handed the wine bottle to the woman in blue, picked up the small cup and took a sip of the wine.

This coherent action made the courtiers on the side gasp, and the matter of pouring wine was so polite, you can imagine how freely the three of them usually do.

"Presumably the girl in the light blue Luo skirt is Princess Xuanyuan, right?" He seemed to be smiling, tilting his head slightly, and his straight nose became more and more tough.

Seeing this person's eyes looking at the woman in blue, the little marquis sitting next to Chen Wensheng withdrew her behind her and looked at the other party vigilantly, the beauty behind her frowned, a glass of good wine was sprinkled, and there were five handprints on Hao's wrist, and the hosta on her head almost fell to the ground. "Why are you holding me so hard?" Subconsciously open your mouth to blame each other.

"Ahem, this man is a little raw." When I turned around, I saw Chen Wensheng lying on the ground, the small white cup rolled aside, a wet piece on her body, quite visually impactful, her cheeks were slightly red, and she was busy helping her up.

The atmosphere of the scene was extremely cold, and the generals and courtiers on the side were immersed in eating and drinking, and their eyes occasionally drifted to the top to peek at the king's face, and they were very embarrassed, "Yuwen Gongzi, you are..." Qian Yuchen couldn't cry or laugh, Wen Sheng was just so excited when he was glanced at by the other party and didn't lack a pound or two, so if he saw her enter the cave room with his own eyes, wouldn't it be upside down. "Don't be rude, this person is the Xia Kingdom who is going to marry, the envoy sent over there."

Yu Wenjue scratched his nose, "Yes, the minister knows that he is wrong." Of course, he knew that the other party was the envoy of the Xia Kingdom, but under that bare gaze, his limbs blocked the person in front of him one step faster than his thoughts, and he made such a scene.

His gaze turned to Chen Wensheng, "What else does the princess have to say?" Seeing that the person sitting had been pulling her clothes, and she was not feeling good when she was drunk, Qian Yuchen wanted her to retire from the court earlier.

"The heart has no shore on this shore, and the people have no end to the world. The marriage is a matter that has already been completed, and the little girl does not dare to disobey the order, and she will go with the messenger, but there are old people, and I hope that Ah Ling and Yuwen Gongzi can accompany them. Thousands of miles away, farewell today, when can I return? ”

A pair of eyes have become no longer affectionate, just like the appearance of this woman standing firmly in front of her a few years ago, begging for permission to lead the army into the field, after all, she still treats this woman too much.

"If they wish, let them go with you." Gonggong Li took a step forward and stopped talking, Qian Yuchen raised his eyes and waved his hand to show that it was okay.

"Minister..."Hiss! As soon as Yu Wenjue spoke, his right arm was pinched by Xiao Ling fiercely, if he took off his robe at this moment, he would definitely be able to see the tender flesh in his sleeves flushed with ruddy. "The minister has no intention of accompanying the princess to the Xia Kingdom." If he dared to say that he didn't want to, the person next to him would probably be able to pinch him into meatballs.

When the envoy saw the three of them get up, he hurriedly got up from the ground, bowed to the king, turned around and smiled at Chen Wensheng and the others, "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, when will the princess follow me to the Xia Kingdom?" ”

Before meeting, this person was neither humble nor arrogant and maintained a bowing action, Xiao Ling quietly pulled Yu Wenjue's cuffs, and her eyes kept signaling: I always feel that this messenger is weird and can't say it.

"Today, it is said that it is better to choose a day than to hit the sun." The green silk was curled, a few green hairs fell on the temples at will, and the dark palace was loosely tied around the waist.

Since the emperor is looking forward to her getting married, then what grievances does she have to talk about, leaving this Xuanyuan Dynasty early is also a lot of worry, and now she is not worried about the king, she lives a chic life, and lives her own dreams of rivers and lakes.

A group of people came and went in a hurry, simply and neatly, and the people who were waiting for the arrival in an instant were gone, and they were a little stunned.

"Miss, this is leaving?" Xiao Ling looked at the people in front of her in surprise and walked forward without looking back, her steps were getting bigger and bigger, the speed was getting faster and faster, and she had to trot behind to keep up with her rhythm.

The dress was messy by the wind, Chen Wensheng walked briskly, the soles of his feet exerted force, jumped in the air, and rode on the horseback steadily, the horse that was grazing on the side was frightened, and the front hooves left the ground to want to throw off the person on his back, how could Chen Wensheng do what he wanted, pulled the reins back in his hand, clamped the horse's belly tightly with his legs, bent down and took out the leather whip in the horse bag and whipped it hard, forced to turn his head, as far as the eye could see, and the sand was flying around the horse's body.

"Miss?"

"Wen Sheng rode away on horseback?"

The two stood on the ground and looked at each other, and the man on horseback in the distance ran only the size of rice, and he was stunned in place, as if he didn't expect this person to ride a horse and run away.

"Why don't you all go so fast, are you princesses so willful, you run on a horse, and run in the wrong direction, you go and chase the princess back." The belated messenger came over panting, a pair of weak arms resting on their shoulders.

The two looked at each other for two seconds, and without thinking, one of them rode a horse, and chased after the person who ran in front of him. The messenger behind him ate a mouthful of ashes, choked and sneezed with tears in his eyes, and his waist couldn't stand up, "Ah Che, don't you want to be so tacit!" Ahh "Loneliness blows in the wind.

By the time Qianyuchen was busy and dispersed, it had been a long time, and the light veil like ink quietly covered the beautiful scenery between heaven and earth. The faint candlelight shone brightly, and the king could be seen in a rage.

Seeing the man standing aside, his lips hooked, his head hung without saying a word, and the candlelight dimmed to see his expression at this time.

After a while, another man's voice sounded, "Do you really think I won't dare to kill you?" He was as cold as frost, his eyes were as cold as ice, he propped up half of his head with one hand, looked at a man dressed in white, and opened his lips to pause.

Xiao Qi was stunned by this look, and held his breath, this Xuanyuan Dynasty's Long Yan was angry, but it was rare, Qian Yuchen was a well-known good king who didn't lose his temper, and in a blink of an eye, he didn't smile again, "You have already lost Chen Wensheng, are you willing to lose another me?" ”

"Think I'm kidding? Get lost...! The man sitting on the Zen wooden chair tilted his head slightly, his handsome eyebrows twisted together, his inky pupils flashed with a faint light, and he scolded loudly.

If he really provokes this person, he can't eat and walk around, and this matter has to be gradual and urgent. "Obey." Qian Yuchen looked at him coldly, saw that the person in front of him lowered his eyes honestly, bowed one section shorter, moved outside with small steps, and covered the door for Jun, only then did he turn around and rub his sour cheeks, "If Qian Yuchen wants to blame, blame your original wolf ambition." A touch of coldness crossed his eyes, and his figure disappeared into the thick dark night.

There is a painting on the Xiao wall, after many years, it still does not reduce the appearance of the person in the painting, Qian Yuchen pinched the yellowish paper roll and smoothed it, once or twice, his ears seemed to hear the man's drizzle-like concern, "After this batch of scrolls, drink some hot porridge and rest, the hour is not early." ”