When Xu Rong came in again, the tea in Yan Wu's mouth was squirted out, just now he was heroic and chic, and he was a young man, but this time, there were bruises on the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were a little ragged, which was really ruthless.

But soon, Yan Wushuang adjusted himself, and he was still so elegant, beautiful, and noble: "It seems that my uncle is merciful, otherwise Ah Rong would not still be standing."

At this moment, Xu Rong didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, fortunately, Zhan Ge had been teaching martial arts since last year, otherwise today might be even more embarrassing.

The king of Hejian walked in refreshed, today was really the happiest fight he had, and when he laughed heartily, Yan Wushuang felt that the roof was trembling.

"It's still Wushuang who can speak, since the Duke of Wei is so sincere, I will agree to this marriage, but marriage is essential. The only daughter of my Hejian Palace, she naturally has to marry grandly, and those who look down on my daughter, I want her to understand that my daughter is still supported by me. ”

King Hejian's words are naturally aimed at the nobles of the capital who have been prejudiced against the lord of Qingdai since the lord of Qingdai entered Beijing.

Moreover, the prince of the Duke of Wei is also a very popular young talent in this capital, but he was not taken down by them, but by a woman who came back from the countryside, which is a naked slap in the face.

Of course, the prosperity and wealth of the East China Sea were something they had never seen, and in the eyes of these nobles, everything except the capital belonged to the countryside.

Xu Rong was sitting on the side resting, although the injury looked more serious, but the king of Hejian was very measured, and he was safe and sound after a few days of recuperation.

"Uncle's words are reasonable, Qing Daigui is the county lord and the only daughter of the Hejian Palace, and those who are prejudiced against her also have opinions about my side by side palace."

As soon as Yan Wushuang's words came out, the king and the princess of Hejian were even more satisfied with this marriage, Yan Wushuang is Ning Yao'er's daughter, and she is deeply trusted by His Majesty, and they are willing to see it if they can become friends with Qing Dai.

After a pleasant greeting, seeing that the weather was almost over, Yan Wushuang had the meaning of saying goodbye.

"Uncle and aunt, then wait for Ah Rong to enter the palace in the past two days, ask His Majesty for a marriage, and wait until the New Year, you can hold a marriage, after a New Year's Festival, there are not so many rules, I don't know what you think?"

The king of Hejian naturally looked at his own princess, and this kind of major event is naturally decided by the princess: "Naturally, the Duke Mansion of Wei is already so grand, and my Hejian Mansion has nothing to say, as long as the two children can be happy and healthy, we have nothing else to ask for."

Yan Wushuang's expression relaxed faintly: "This is natural, the time is not early, the master and the master of the Wei State Mansion are still waiting, or we will leave first?"

After repeatedly retaining, Princess Hejian took Yan Wushuang's hand and sent her to the door, watched Yan Wushuang get into the sedan chair, and said a few more words, and then watched her leave.

The small flaws on Xu Rong's face could not hide his original handsomeness, and he bowed very decently, with a respectful expression, without a trace of disrespect, which made the king and princess of Hejian feel a lot more comfortable.

A few days later, when the New Year was approaching, the Duke of Wei, who was beside the saint, personally came to the Hejian Mansion to announce the decree, which was naturally the will of the Duke of Wei and the Hejian Palace.

When this news came out, I don't know how many girls in the capital burst into tears, and there was one less person among the extremely outstanding young talents in the capital.

The Wei Mansion and the Hejian Mansion were completely relieved and began to prepare for the marriage in the coming year.

One wants to marry a wife for his only son, and the other wants to marry his only daughter, you can imagine how grand this marriage will be, and it will also be the wedding that many women dream of.

On the second day of the marriage, Yan Wushuang wore the palace clothes of the princess and came to the Hejian Mansion with a very grand scene, one to show his position, and the other to add makeup to the lord of Qingdai.

Although as the county lord, you don't have to embroider your wedding dress in person, but at least you have to show off a pair of mandarin ducks.

"Sister Wushuang, you've worked hard for a trip."

Putting down the things in her hand, Qing Dai sat next to Yan Wushuang, her earlobes were a little flushed, even if she was not married, but that kind of charm had already appeared, Yan Wushuang tried to hold back her laughter.

"That's as it should be." As he spoke, Yan Wushuang handed the box he was holding to Qing Dai, a box made of golden silk nanmu, hollowed out and carved with auspicious patterns, which is definitely not an ordinary thing.

"Sister Wushuang ......"

Yan Wushuang pushed the box over, looking a little memorable.

"This is the dowry that the queen gave me back then, this is a pair of heads, mainly red pearls, and the master in the palace also made three pairs, one for Ah Tuan, and one for me to leave to you, this is the master's work, which can be used as an heirloom in the future."

Smiling slightly, Yan Wushuang waved his hand: "This is a joke, the Wei Mansion is a century-old family, I don't know how many such good things there are." This is also my heart, so take it. ”

Hongxia stained his cheeks, and the lord of Qingdai hurriedly spoke: "I like it very much, I was born in the East China Sea and grew up in the East China Sea over the years. I haven't been back to Beijing for a long time, and the queen has met her a few times, and she is a very kind person, and I like her very much. Thank you, Sister Wushuang. ”

Qingdai knew that Yan Wushuang grew up under the queen's knees, and in the hurry of the queen's death, most of the things left behind became funerals, and what Yan Wu had in her hands should be the dowry given by the queen back then, which is of great significance.

Yan Wushuang tried hard to blink away the wetness in his eyes, and his smile was full of stars: "It's good to like it, there will be many people who will add makeup to you one after another these days, either you know or you don't know." If you want to see it, if you don't want to see it, just let the maid come forward. ”

"I know, these mothers have also said, don't worry, I will take care of myself."

After a pleasantry, Yan Wushuang said goodbye and left, the prince of Hejian is very busy now, if you want to chat and talk, you will have time to marry in the future.

When the capital was talking about this marriage, a lot of gifts were brought out from the Hejian Mansion and the Wei Mansion and sent to the side by side palace as a thank you gift.

Yan Wushuang also gladly accepted it, this is a happy event, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Since the Tang King was sent to the imperial tomb, the lord of Chengping was released from confinement, but because of the great changes in the mansion, her relationship with the noble girl she knew before was no longer what it used to be.

So even if he was released from confinement, he often stayed in the house and rarely went out.

Long Ze came back, took her the hairpin that he had ordered some time ago, and sent it to her.

"Thank you, brother." Because she was a little too harsh on the lord of Chengping some time ago, Princess Tang gave her a pocket money and asked her to buy some jewelry and clothes that are now fashionable in the capital.

Seeing his sister's happy appearance, Long Ze slowly relaxed in his heart, but when he thought of a certain news, he felt a little uneasy.

"Brother, but there is something else to tell me?" This hesitation made the county lord of Chengping find out that something was wrong, and he asked directly.

Long Ze nodded slightly, and his expression was calm: "After the Lantern Festival, the generals from all over the country will return to the frontier, and the marriage between the Hejian Mansion and the Wei Mansion has been decided, and Your Majesty has given the marriage ......"

As soon as the words fell, the smile on the face of the county lord of Chengping fell, and the darkness that flashed in her eyes made people shudder, but her long hair covered her eyes, and it didn't let Long Ze notice that something was wrong with her.

"Mo'er ......" was worried about the emotions of the county lord of Chengping, and the worry on Long Ze's face couldn't be covered at all.

Raising his head violently, the county lord of Chengping was already smiling, exactly the same as the usual simple and innocent: "Don't worry, I really have nothing to do, and I just had a good impression of Xu Gongzi at the beginning, far from the point of getting married."

Although I still feel that something is wrong, but the words of the county lord of Chengping are indeed reasonable, and Long Ze gradually let go of his heart: "That's good, there are many young talents in the capital, and you don't have to stare at one, I'll go back first, and you can rest early."

"Don't worry, brother, be careful on the road." When Long Ze was sent away with a smile, Lord Chengping's expression instantly froze, from sunny to cold and dark, it was just a moment's distance.

Looking at the delicate hairpin on the table, I no longer have the mood just now.

"Put your things away and put them in my boudoir." The maid next to her hurriedly acted, lest she accidentally provoke the lord of Chengping.

After a few turns in the courtyard, the excellent plum blossom petals fell to the ground, and it was a pity to look at it, let go of the branches in his hand, and the lord of Chengping turned his head and entered the study.

The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were placed on the desk, but only one word was left, and I was no longer in the mood. Thinking of the attack he had been attacked that day, Xu Rong waved a folding fan and fluttered, and his heart could no longer calm down.

The emotions in her eyes rolled, and the strength in her hands became bigger and bigger, until with a crisp sound, the lord of Chengping broke the brush in her hand, and the wooden thorns pierced into the palm of her hand, and the delicate palm was dripping with blood, but she was calm.

It seems that only with such pain can you calm yourself down.

The howling cold brought by the windows blown open by the north wind was also carved into the heart of Lord Ping, so cold that it seemed that ice slag was falling, and there seemed to be nothing in this world that could warm him anymore.

That personable young man, a young talent that many people in the capital are worried about, but he no longer has the qualifications to worry about him, and maybe he will never see each other again in the future.

A tear fell gently from the corner of her eye and spread on the rice paper, as if the white moonlight that the girl had in her original mind and thought about could no longer shine on herself.

When you meet the right person at the wrong time, sometimes fate is so ridiculous.