On the official road back to the city, there was a gorgeous and wide carriage. There are a pair of brass bells hanging from the four corners of the roof, and when the car is moving, it will make a tinkling and crisp sound.

Anping likes this sound very much, so he especially likes the accessory of bells. She often has bells of all kinds and sizes hanging at the head of her bed, on the desk, and around her waist.

Murong Cheng hated it very much.

In particular, the string of bells at the head of the bed, the slightest wind and grass, will jingle everyone knows. As a rigid and serious person, this is a great test of his mental quality.

But as a model husband, he never complains, he will only tactfully ask for a change of place, okay?

For example, at this moment, when he wants to criticize An Ping, it is like singing a folk tune, like gurgling water flowing through his heart.

"Anping, I often envy you, there is such a like-minded partner to grow up, in all the joys and sorrows of life, you share common feelings together."

"This kind of friendship is pure, sincere, and simple, and at the same time, it is as hard to find as a unique product."

An Ping leaned on Murong Cheng's shoulder and smiled very smugly, "That's natural!" I am really in love with Ayanna, if I am a man, I will definitely marry her as a queen, where is there anything else to do. ”

Murong Cheng's brows furrowed slightly, he gently pinched An Ping's face, and said angrily: "You're talking nonsense again, let others hear it, and misunderstand you for slandering the Holy Reputation." ”

"And that love is to describe the relationship between men and women, and they don't learn all day long!"

An Ping smiled disapprerovingly, "Ayan won't mind, don't worry......"

Murong Cheng's brows tightened a little, but he still suggested softly, "Anping, I don't think it's good for you to always call Your Majesty by his name......"

An Ping pointed to his chest and said, "I have a sense of proportion here, my name is Ayan in private, and I am courteous on other occasions!" ”

"Really?" Murong Cheng expressed his doubts, "Those words you said in front of Your Majesty today, if someone else is spying on the holy will and disrespecting the king, you can directly pull it out and cut it." ”

"Anping, don't be long-winded with me. There is a difference between kings and ministers, this is one of them; Second, the tree is a big wind, and the Zhan family has two kings with different surnames, which is the favor of Her Majesty the Empress and the source of jealousy. ”

An Ping, who closed her eyes and recuperated, finally opened her eyes, and she raised her head to look at Murong Cheng with a solemn face. This county horse is definitely not a graceful person from the outside, at most he is a good face, but those eyes seem to contain thousands of romances, and she likes and dislikes the most.

At the moment, she didn't like it very much!

"Jun Ma, keep your duty, don't talk nonsense."

An Ping's tone was very bad, "I haven't even become the head of the family in King An's Mansion yet, so I really don't dare to let you bother so much!" ”

"Stop!"

The gorgeous cart stopped, and An Ping changed to a fast horse and whipped away. Murong Cheng looked at the willow-green back, and all kinds of emotions were intertwined in his eyes.

Anping is a typical aristocratic girl born with a golden spoon in her mouth, and in her twenty years of life, I am afraid that she has not even tasted what it is like to be wronged. Her Majesty the Empress still has a time when she can't help herself, but she is truly wanton and free.

Murong Cheng withdrew his gaze, gave a faint order, and the carriage began to move forward again. There are many plane trees growing on both sides of the official road, which are shaded by green in summer and golden in autumn.

He has walked this road countless times, and he will go countless times in the future, and the spring, summer, autumn and winter, years and years have become his ordinary life. The picture is broadcast all over the world

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Xiangcheng Moon Tower

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It has been more than a month since he returned from Nanqian, and Qin Mo has never taken a step out of the Moon Tower, not because he is sick, but because he really has no strength to go out.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Qin Fei came back from his busy business, and unexpectedly saw his father-in-law flipping his baby again, and he was amused for a while, so he stepped forward and quipped: "Father-in-law, I see that this token is not very strong, in case it is broken, your plan to recognize the daughter will really be in vain......

Qin Mo swept his eyes, Qin Fei immediately pursed his mouth and stood up with a straight face. It was only when the fierce gaze was withdrawn that he cautiously sat down opposite his stepfather, determined to have a soul-striking enlightenment.

For his father-in-law, recognizing his daughter was his only wish in the second half of his life, but he always had a branch in this top important matter.

When they were in Nanganliang City, they finally looked forward to Jin Yan's return, and before they had time to celebrate in the evening, they directly came to a round of negotiations between the six countries.

It was a terrible scene.

The father-in-law himself has a deep prejudice against Nan Qian's father and son, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is hateful. The woman he had loved all his life had exhausted his affection for a liar, and his only daughter had exhausted the inheritance of Beiluo for several generations for the son of this liar. He watched the five countries surround his daughter like jackals, tigers and leopards, and that feeling was really difficult to express in a few words.

A seven-foot man, who didn't have so many delicate ways to solve it euphemistically, just walked away in the end, with resentment and pity in his heart.

A few days after coming back, my father-in-law also wanted to open it, just give it, he still has a copy here, not to mention when the grievances and grievances are over, people live for a lifetime, just be happy.

As a result, the major event of recognizing women was put on the agenda again. He first sent someone to send the antidote, as long as he recovered his memory and had a token in his hand, it would be easy to recognize the woman.

Who would have thought !!

When the father-in-law wrote a letter asking about the effect of the antidote, the letter sent by Beiluo said: The antidote fell into the river by mistake, and he was ashamed of the city lord......

In a panic, the father-in-law immediately thought of the Zhongnan doctor, the antidote can be made once, and it can be made a second time.

But unexpectedly......

The mountains in Zhongnan are already empty, and the strange old man and his disciples and grandchildren don't know where to flee!

This news is simply a bolt from the blue, how to recover memories without an antidote, and how to prove the identity of your father without recovering your memory? can't prove his identity, how can Jin Yan recognize his father?

Alas...... In response to the old saying, good things are grinding......

"Father-in-law......" After thinking about it again, Qin Fei finally spoke, "Let's go to Beiluo, admit it or not, it's always okay to meet......

Sometimes that's it, to get out of the horns, you just need to turn around.

Qin Mo's eyes lit up suddenly, why did he have to prove his identity? What does it matter if Jin Yan recognizes him or not?

As long as he recognizes it, that's enough!