"Prince, Miss Na Lu has been following behind." The merry carriage marched slowly on the official road, until he heard a movement in the carriage, and then he opened his mouth to report.

They were still in Shizhou last night, exchanging heartfelt complaints with people with their hearts. He knew that his master hadn't slept all night last night, and he listened to the steady breath of the master in the carriage, so he kept silent.

But the tail behind him has been falling not far away, and he wants to get rid of the kraft candy-like Lu Jing, but he is afraid that the carriage bumps will wake up the master.

"How long do you have to get to the border city?" Weichen's sleep is not good, the dream is full of Yan Zenyi's crying face, no matter how he appeases the tears that can't be stopped, so that even in the dream, he is distressed and uncomfortable.

"If the horses are faster, they should be there in an hour." There was also a hint of frustration in Merry's voice, and the faster the horse ran, the farther away he was from his beloved.

"Speed up, get rid of it if you can, and if you can't get rid of it, you can't change horses and abandon the carriage in the border city." The voice coming from the carriage was muffled, and his throat was a little hoarse.

After singing all night, how can you not be hoarse? But when he sang to her, he was willing to keep his voice dumb.

Weichen didn't say anything more, he was a little tired, but more dazed. What the future will look like, he can't predict, he can only do his best to do a good job in the present and prepare for the future.

As long as she waits, his future is promising.

Soon, the master and servant who had changed horses quickly rushed towards the border of the Great Wei Kingdom. Lu Jing, who was chasing her husband for thousands of miles, was left behind like this, she was very depressed, although she could ride a horse, but if she really walked forward like this crazy master and servant, her thighs would definitely be worn out. She is the concubine of the dignified Prime Minister of Wei's mansion, how can she voluntarily suffer like this?

Lu Jing looked at the two people who were moving away, knowing that her carriage would definitely not be able to catch up, but she was not in a hurry. What's the use of hiding from her now? I'm afraid that when he arrives in the capital, he will receive the emperor's decree, and then obediently start planning their wedding, right?

It's just a little monk who has grown up, and can he escape from the palm of her hand? As long as she hooks her fingers slightly, Feng Yunchen will definitely be dead set on her.

Although Lu Jing thought so, he still hurried all the way, hurried and hurried, and was about to return to the capital, so he knew that there would be a palace banquet in the evening, welcoming the palace banquet of the prince of Great Wei back to the court.

Lu Jing didn't have time to cleanse herself and bathe, so she hurriedly returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to change her clothes. Tonight, she will surprise the four of them, and let the little monk know who is the most beautiful person in the world.

Lu Jing wore a bright red soft silk floor-length dress this night, covered with a red satin floral coat, fiery red lips, and a fiery red hibiscus on her forehead. Lu Jing believes that tonight she will definitely not insult her title of the first beauty of Great Wei.

She also did not forget to let the maid next to her carry her Jiaoweiqin, which was a gift from her father on her twelfth birthday, and has always been her favorite. Tonight, she wants to play the piano, and she wants to make the man who refuses to give her half of her eyes fall in love with herself completely.

Before you came back, he went directly into the palace, although he entered the palace, there were palace people who led him all the way to the outside of the Qianlong Palace. It's just that he has stood outside the palace for a long time, and he hasn't found the courage to walk through this door.

The person inside was the most honorable emperor of Great Wei and his father, whom he had never met. He had heard that his father loved his mother as much as his life, and that his father had not looked at him since he was born.

Now that he has returned to Great Wei, his father did not summon him, but he had already prepared a palace banquet and said that he would welcome him.

Wei Youchen's heart was full of contradictions at the moment, he seemed to care very much, whether his father had ever loved him, but after this precipitation in front of the main hall, the question in his heart became, does he really need his father's love?

"Chen'er, come in." There was a low voice with a slight cough in the room, and Wei Youchen couldn't help but shiver when he heard it.

Weichen hadn't sorted out his emotions yet, but instinctively pushed the door open.

Behind the door was an empty hall, and in the deepest part of the hall sat a middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe.

Against the light, Weichen can't see it really, but some inexplicably want to cry.

The man on the dragon chair suddenly stopped coughing, with tears in his eyes, and quietly looked at the young man who was already standing at the door.

"You...... It's really like your mother. Feng Qian on the dragon chair also smiled, but the tears in his eyes were even worse.

Weichen knew that he should go in directly, and he should kowtow to the man on the high seat and salute. But his legs seemed to suddenly stop obeying his commands, and he stood motionless at the door of the main hall.

Feng Qianyi looked at the figure with a strong light behind him, as if he remembered that many years ago, the woman he loved the most was still alive, and she would always walk to the door of his main hall so vividly, waiting for his call.

If he didn't, she wouldn't come in, but stood quietly in the doorway, sometimes with a tray in her hand containing the delicious soup she had been making all day.

"Why doesn't Chen'er know me?" Feng Qianyi coughed twice, obviously it would be a little more comfortable, but for the sake of the emperor's dignity, he straightened his waist.

"Erchen ......" Wuchen did not hesitate any longer, strode into the main hall, lifted his robe and kowtowed to Feng Qianyi, who was seated, "Erchen see the emperor, long live the emperor, long live long live." ”

He did not call him Emperor Father, but only called him Emperor.

Feng Qianyi's heart suddenly tightened, he didn't call him up, he was stunned for a long time at Wei Youchen's always lowered head, and finally asked, "Chen'er has lived in a foreign country since she was a child, and she has suffered a lot, have you ever complained about me?" ”

"Resentment!" Although Wei Youchen was still kneeling and worshipping, his voice was full of toughness, and then he said slowly, "It's my father who complains, and I don't dare to complain about the emperor." ”

He has all kinds of grievances and resentments, and originally thought that as long as he saw his father, he would tell this man a thousand words like pouring beans on a bamboo tube. But he thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know how to start talking.

"But this is probably the fate of the son." Wei Wuchen still smiled self-deprecatingly.

He is already above 10,000 people under Da Wei, so what else is there to complain about?

"Get up, sit down next to me, and let me take a good look." Feng Qian also heard his depression, and his heart throbbed slightly.

Looking at the person who straightened his waist and bowed down, his heart was full of mixed feelings, although he felt guilty, but he was the king of a country, did he want him to bow his head and apologize? He may have been selfish in treating his son like this, but as soon as that son was born, he took away the only love of his life.

"Erchen has something to ask for...... Father. "At this time, I had a request for someone, but I hesitated and called out my father.

Feng Qianyi on the high seat frowned, but still asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"The son has a person who is pleasing to him, and he cannot accept the marriage of his father." Wei Youchen was still kneeling, but he raised his head, and looked at Feng Qianyi on the high seat with burning eyes, "Erchen only marries her in this life, if it weren't for her, Erchen would rather just be a little monk with no desires and no desires." ”

He thought that he didn't need to ask for it, but he let Feng Gu check for a long time, as long as he found out the fault of this prime minister, and proved that his concubine was not worthy to stand by his side, he could take himself out of this marriage.

It's just that he didn't expect that this Prime Minister Lu was upright, although there were occasional small mistakes, but it was harmless, and it would never hurt his roots.

He didn't have a way out, but he didn't want to marry, so he wouldn't marry. If you can't ask for it, it's a big deal to give up this glory, wealth, and great rivers and mountains.

Feng Qian was also a little angry, he had forgotten what it was like to be so naked threatened.

The last time he was coerced by the ministers, those people wanted to force him to kill his own son and kill the only bloodline left by the woman he loved the most, how did he solve it later? It seems that Thunder was furious and killed nearly ten important ministers, which saved the only bloodline between her and him.

But looking at the kneeling straight son, I remembered myself back then. Back then, he also persecuted the emperor like this, saying that if he didn't let him marry Yun Han, he wouldn't want this country and shave his ordination.

They are in the wind family, probably easy to estrus. Which emperor of another big country does not have three wives and four concubines? But their Great Wei, since the founding emperor, there has only one emperor who has three thousand beauties in the harem, and the first emperor finally fell in love with a woman who couldn't ask for it, and finally dispersed the harem for her.

"Although my country will only be passed on to you, after all, you have just returned to Great Wei, and your foundation is unstable. The prime minister is an important minister in the court, and his daughter-in-law is the sister of General Yang, and General Yang has not been controlled by that Yougui concubine. Feng Qianyi also said what he said in his heart, although he also knew in his heart that if his son really had a beautiful girl in his heart, he would definitely not go to beat the mandarin duck, but the stakes in this still need to be told to him.

"Does the father want his son's foundation to be built on a woman who has no feelings for him?" Weichen raised his eyes and looked at Feng Qianyi fixedly, and his purple eyes became a little deeper, which made Feng Qianyi a little trance-like.

"Well, this marriage decree will be pressed down first. But I will only give you a month, and if you are still unstable in this court within this month, this way will even be sent to you and the prime minister's house. Feng Qianyi coughed again, and the father-in-law beside him hurriedly handed over the teacup.

"Father-in-law Fu, let the prince go to the East Palace." Feng Qian also took a sip of the tea cup handed over by Gonggong Fu, and coughed a little better.

He knew his body, so he waved his hand to signal that the dust had not receded.

"Thank you, Father." Wei Youchen finally stood up and walked out of the Hidden Dragon Palace, which made him a little breathless.