It's night.

On the quiet streets of the capital, the lights are bright, and it is the middle of the night, and few people are shaking. Occasionally, the wind blows, with a hint of coldness, and the majestic atmosphere of the building highlights the prosperity of this place.

The bright and cold moon hung lonely in the night sky and radiated light, and on the roof, a long figure in a night robe flashed by, passing through under the moon quickly, moving as agile and agile as a cat, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

In the Cloud Breaking Building, there is a plaque hanging on the vermilion gate, and these three words are written with a strong pen. Standing magnificently on the most prosperous territory in the capital, it gives people a sense of grandeur.

The man in black landed lightly on the roof, and his exposed eagle eyes swept the guards guarding the building, turned around and climbed into the building, crossed the courtyard, came to a room with a familiar way, pushed the door open, and flashed in.

What caught my eye was a black back, the white jade belt around the waist surrounded the narrow and powerful waist, the body was long and tall, the black black hair was scattered casually, and the news from all over the country that the spies had just reported were being dismantled in his hands.

"See the prince." The man in black fell to one knee and looked down at the floor.

"Get up, check what is going on so far?" The man spoke very casually, his voice was not loud, but it was full of coldness, as if he was in an ice cave.

"Back to the prince, the subordinates are incompetent, and no important news has been found," the man in black paused, and said: "However, the subordinates have sorted out the clues they have obtained in the past few years of searching, and they already have some eyebrows." ”

The man glanced at the words on the paper, "Go on." ”

"Although there is no clear news, these clues faintly point to a place."

"Which"

"Loulan."

After hearing this, the man's hand holding the note tightened, and after a while, he returned to normal, "Go down"

The man in black respectfully stepped back, and the man in the room still stood still, frowning tightly as he looked at the huge hand-drawn map on the wall.

Kyushu Qiyuan country.

On the splendid hall, five golden dragons hover over the beams, and the pillars cast by nine black iron go straight to the roof, implying the respect of the ninety-five. Nantian jade, a specialty of the Western Regions, is built into steps, and skilled craftsmen are carved with gold leaf and gemstones, and the proud works of famous painters are painted on the semi-hollow screen, and when you walk through the screen, you can see two men standing on top of the empty hall.

"Ah Li, if you don't agree to this matter, you have to agree, this is the will of the first emperor, and it is only made public now, it must be irresistible." The one who opened his mouth was a handsome middle-aged man in a dragon robe, with thick eyebrows and starry eyes, and a thin lip under his nose.

Emperor Yueyang saw that Ying Wei was silent, and persuaded him, "Ah Li, you don't have a wife left and right now, if you really can't do it, you can marry it, and put it in the palace." "Who is Emperor Yueyang, that is the ruler of Qiyuan Kingdom, the minister is domineering in front of the emperor, but now he has lost his temper in the face of his younger brother.

Emperor Yue Yang looked at the man in front of him, his figure was tall and tall, his dark robe was draped, his narrow waist was tucked into the jade belt, and the cuffs were tightened, revealing his thin arms. The broad shoulders that were decorated by the dark robe were slightly leaning against the pillar, and under the slender legs was a pair of dark boots made of Lingyun brocade from Persia, which lit the ground all the time, closed their eyes and took a nap, lazy but exuding a noble atmosphere all the time. The angular face, the lines are clear, a pair of sword eyebrows are like sharp swords to declare the coldness of the man, and under the tall nose, there is a thin cool lip. Such cold facial features, combined together, add a bit of evil charm, but I don't know what kind of situation those eyes are open.

Hey, his brother is good at everything, just this temper, if he doesn't want to, no one can force him to do anything. It's not surprising that he hasn't married yet. Emperor Yue Yang shook his head, it seems that the marriage has a long way to go.

was preparing for a new round of persuasion, only to see Ying Wei open his phoenix eyes, and in an instant, everything in the world lost its color. The obsidian-like pupils, like a bottomless cold pool, with a hint of cynical banter, and more of an empty arrogance.

Just ask how many people can have such a natural face and this innate nobility. Only Ying Wei also.

Before Emperor Yueyang could speak, he heard a man's low and emotionless voice behind his ears: "Who do you say the emperor's grandfather asked me to marry?" ”

"The Three Princesses of Loulan" Emperor Yueyang was surprised by his accosting, when the first emperor was dying, he handed Emperor Yueyang an edict, which was the edict of the emperor's grandfather, which said that when the emperor's grandfather was still alive, he and the ancestors of Loulan made a marriage contract between King Yuan and the three princesses of Loulan, and named the three princesses of Loulan as the princess of Yuan, and the position of the concubine can only be the third princess. The edict is the medium, and the two countries will always be good friends, and it is agreed that it can only be taken out at the right time.

When Emperor Yueyang received the edict, his whole head was big.

Ying Wei is twenty this year, and it is not uncommon for him to discuss relatives, but it is only the emperor and empress who unilaterally help him plan, but every time he mentions it, Ying Wei doesn't even raise his eyelids, let alone who he cares about who the next person is.

Today is the first time that Ying Wei has picked up this topic in front of Emperor Yueyang since he was a child, and it is the first time that he is willing to mention a woman. "It's the third daughter of Emperor Dongze, titled Princess Tingtao." Emperor Yueyang saw that he was a little interested, so he made persistent efforts, "Although no one has ever seen Princess Tingtao, her father, Emperor Dongze, was a famous handsome son in Kyushu back then, and her mother was a stunning beauty with the title of the first beauty in Kyushu, and the daughters of the two will definitely not be far behind." After speaking, he looked at Ying Wei and did not speak.

After a while, "Two years ago, Loulan's envoys came to see me, was it the second princess who came at that time, and the third princess didn't come?" "Ying Wei's slender and bony hands were fished out, and he took a glass luminous cup and played with it." Well, that's the second daughter of Emperor Dongze, Princess Runing. Emperor Yang turned around and picked up the teacup, sniffed lightly, well, the freshest Xinyang hair, when the sun rises in January in Cangshan, the first snow on the branches of the red plum is stored in a streamer porcelain bottle, full of boiling sweetness and taste.

Obviously, this is not a good time to have a cup of tea, "Then when am I going to marry her." ”

"Poof!" Emperor Yue Yang just reached the tip of the hair in his mouth and flew. "You... Do you agree? Emperor Yueyang's eyes couldn't be bigger at this time.

"It's okay, I'll go first." Ying Wei threw it gently, and the glazed luminous cup crossed an arc and landed steadily on the thousand-year-old pear blossom wooden table. Emperor Yueyang stayed in the main hall alone, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

"He is, he agreed????"

At the door of the Jinluan Palace, Ying Weifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he opened his mouth lightly

"Gu Shengge?"