Chapter 568: The Day of Parting

On the wedding day of Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen, many powerful families came, on the one hand, to celebrate the newlyweds, and on the other hand, to make a stand to Nan Yuchen.

Although the battle for the crown prince is said to be for the four princes to win the hearts of the people, it does not prevent the powerful families from wanting to stand on their own sides, so that they can get a piece of the pie in the future.

The second prince Nan Yuanwen and the fourth prince Nan Yuhao came to the Seven Kings Mansion to congratulate them, but Nan Huaqing never showed up.

In the Great Prince's Mansion, Nan Huaqing sat alone in the study and drank alcohol, the unwillingness in his heart could not be smoothed out, what was he inferior to Nan Yuchen?

He always thought that as long as he was patient and strong enough, Fu Ruolan would definitely notice him and fall in love with him again, but it seemed that no matter how well he did, her eyes were always full of another man.

remembered that when Fu Ruolan hadn't seen Nan Yuchen before, she was obviously pleased with him, why did she suddenly seem to change overnight?

Nanhua poured wine cup after cup, as if he wanted to wash away all this unwillingness, but the more he drank, the more sober he became, and those emotions were magnified countless times.

A soft voice came to mind outside the door: "Your Highness, I made some hot soup, the weather is cold and the dew is heavy, and I will give you the cold." ”

Lin Zhiqi pushed open the door, smelled Nan Huaqing's wine, and his eyes fell on the scattered wine jugs and wine glasses on the table, he was stunned for a moment, and his heart was clear.

Today is the wedding day of Fu Ruolan and the Seventh Prince, and Nanhuaqing still can't forget Fu Ruolan in his heart.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiqi had a little more resentment towards Fu Ruolan, why did she provoke the eldest prince after she already had a marriage contract with the Seventh Prince?

What a shameless vixen!

However, she never dared to say these words, so she had to pretend to be confused, and walked to Nan Huaqing and sat down: "When is Your Highness worried?" It's better to listen to Qi'er, so that I can also share some of it with His Highness. ”

Nan Huaqing also frowned, raised his head and poured another glass of wine, and then said, "You don't have to worry about my affairs!" ”

Lin Zhiqi ate the closed door, his face was a little embarrassed, the little hand hidden in his sleeve couldn't help but clench, and after a while, he smiled and said: "Your Highness's lesson is that I am a deep girl, and I should not interfere in His Highness's affairs, so I will accompany His Highness to drink!" ”

After that, Lin Zhiqi poured himself a glass of wine, and he didn't twist it, he drank it all as soon as he learned from Nanhuaqing, and his facial features were wrinkled together by the pungency of the wine.

This made Lin Zhiqi feel a little out of shape, and her little face was immediately dyed with a touch of red, quite a girl's honest and cute posture.

I don't know if it's alcohol or something else, Nan Huaqing unexpectedly felt that Lin Zhiqi's actions were a little cute, and couldn't help but chuckle: "You are bold, not like a deep boudoir woman." ”

Lin Zhiqi didn't expect this move to make the eldest prince happy, it seems that Nanhuaqing likes such a woman.

The two drank one cup after another, Nan Huaqing didn't know how much he drank, the bitterness in his heart seemed to be alleviated, and he looked at the woman in front of him again, maybe because he drank wine, he actually felt that Lin Zhiqi was three points Fu Ruolan's appearance.

Later, he couldn't tell who the person in front of him was, he just whispered Sister Ruolan, so he hugged Lin Zhiqi and walked to the bed.

This night, Nan Huaqing seemed to dream that it was himself who married Fu Ruolan.

In the Seven Kings' Mansion, Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen did not have a chance to linger because of the wedding day, and an uninvited guest broke the festive day.

The second elder of the Lingxu Palace was sitting upright in the lobby of the Seven Princes' Mansion at the moment, and Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen received news before they even had time to change their wedding clothes, saying that someone had broken into the palace to see the princess.

Nan Yuchen's face was dark, his eyes seemed to be about to eat the second elder, if Fu Ruolan hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed forward with a knife.

The capital is worth a thousand gold at the moment of the Spring Festival, and his daughter is so lost.

"Why did the master come to Tianxing?" Fu Ruolan asked.

The second elder looked back and forth at the Seven Kings' Mansion several times, and finally his eyes fell on Nan Yuchen, looked at it for a long time, and finally shook his head regretfully: "Alas, Fu girl, what's so good about this kid?" I think the men in our Spirit Void Palace are better than him. ”

"Old man, tired of living, come to my palace to find the dead?" Nan Yuchen looked at him coldly.

The second elder was not good at stubble, and replied with his eyes: "The old body doesn't care about you yellow-haired boy!" Ruolan came to you this time because I had something to do with you. ”

"What?"

"Do you know that after three months, it will be the secret realm trial of the Spirit Void Palace? A lot of people want to participate in the trial, and I hope you can go too. ”

As soon as the second elder mentioned it, Fu Ruolan remembered that Wen Mingxu and Yi Lingling had mentioned this trial to her before, in addition to the things in the secret realm that she was more interested in, what she wanted most was the final reward-Bodhi Flower.

But now that Fu Ruolan has just gotten married, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate to leave at this moment.

"Master, can you leave later?" Fu Ruolan asked.

"No, it will take at least half a month to get from Tianxing to Lingxu Palace, you still have a lot to learn, and you can't delay this moment."

After that, the second elder is going to pull Fu Ruolan, and he can't wait to set off immediately.

Nan Yuchen immediately got up and protected Fu Ruolan behind him, the daughter-in-law he just went was about to be abducted by others before he could cover the heat, how could it be reasonable!

"No! I disagree! Nan Yuchen grabbed Fu Ruolan's hand and didn't let go, like a hen guarding her chicks.

This appearance instantly amused Fu Ruolan, she covered her mouth and chuckled: "I didn't expect Your Highness to have such a naΓ―ve side." ”

"I don't care, you're my wife, how can you leave on your wedding night?"

Fu Ruolan also felt that what Nan Yuchen said was reasonable, and glanced at the second elder in great embarrassment, thinking about how to refuse.

The second elder seemed to see Fu Ruolan's thoughts, and he was not in a hurry, and put forward a condition that made Fu Ruolan and Nan Yuchen stunned in place.

"I've found someone who can heal your maid's eyes."

"Is that true?" Fu Ruolan's expression was serious, and Jingyun's eyes were always a piece of her heart.

The second elder smiled proudly: "That's natural, it took a lot of energy to find her in a village on the border of Miaojiang, and I also brought her today." ”

Nan Yuchen didn't expect that what the master of Miao Jiang couldn't do would be done by an old man.

At this time, the second elder called out a woman wearing plain clothes but with very three-dimensional facial features to the several disciples who followed him.

The woman's eyes were very arrogant and cold, as if she did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Her name is Baixi, she is from Miaojiang, she has treated people with the same condition, and she has been very successful. As long as Ruolan comes with me, I will leave her for the maid to treat her eyes. The second elder spoke unceremoniously.

Fu Ruolan studied day and night and didn't figure out how to cure Jingyun, and now she saw a glimmer of hope and naturally refused to give up, otherwise she would not be at peace in her life.

Nan Yuchen also knew how important it was to Fu Ruolan to heal Jingyun's eyes, and sighed, as if resigned to his fate.