"Meet King Chen!" The mother-in-law who was guarding outside the Northwest Hou Mansion greeted the carriage of Chen Wangfu.

It was already late at night, and everyone under the lantern festival had dispersed, and Xiao Ke also sent Xie Ying back.

"Am I home?" Hearing the human voice, Xie Ying leaned into his arms and rubbed his eyes.

Xiao Ke replied softly, "Go back!" ”

Xie Ying sat up, his eyes were still a little dazed, and then he pecked lightly on his face, "Fifth brother, rest early." ”

After speaking, she got out of the carriage of King Chen's mansion and was supported by the red leaves and red tassels back to the Huanhua Hall.

Xie Ying, who slept for a while, was alive and well, refusing to walk well with the lamp in her hand, walking and jumping on the corridor.

"The lamp that the fifth brother painted for me!"

From time to time, she also held the lamp in front of the red tassels and red leaves, and shook it happily.

"Make the lady happy!" Hongying looked at the lamp and looked away with disdain, and was very happy in her heart.

After she brought King Chen here, Hongye Hongying and Hongying just followed from a distance, the corners of Xie Ying's eyes and eyebrows were full of joy, why didn't they look at it and feel relieved?

Back in Huanhuatang, Xie Ying drank a bowl of ginger soup before falling asleep.

At dawn on the seventeenth day of the first lunar month, Xie Ying did not have to go to marry Princess Pingcheng as a foreign wife before she got married.

The queen's concubine got married, and the honor guard was unprecedented, and the people of Chang'an City were still immersed in the excitement of the lantern festival in these days, and they had to go to join the excitement of the princess and relatives of Pingcheng.

At the front are the chariots and horses of the emperor and empress, the emperor and queen walk together, and the subjects kneel and worship.

After that, Ashina Wei rode on a horse and wore a Turkic wedding dress, and his face was quite proud. On the cuigai car behind him, there was a girl dressed in green, holding a fan in her hand.

Although I can't see her expression clearly, I can always think of her nostalgia for this place when I leave my homeland.

He was followed by countless eunuchs, female officials, and palace maids...... There are also books, prescriptions, treasures, everything.

The guard of honor goes out from the Danfeng Gate of Daming Palace to the Chunming Gate, which is very lively.

Xie Ying looked at it for a while, and then left from the East Market, and now the door of Mingyufang has been closed, and the three words "Mingyufang" will no longer exist.

Thinking of Murong Ji, Xie Ying felt a little turbulent in her heart, this person was also an enemy and a friend, which made her a little unable to adapt.

"What are you looking at?" When Murong Ji saw that there was a red tassel next to the carriage, he suddenly called out excitedly.

Xie Ying saw through the curtain that the ornate and exaggerated carriage of Murong Wang's Mansion had stopped behind her.

"Mother, you wait for me for a while!" After Murong Ji made a gesture to the concubine, he immediately got out of the carriage and walked to her car.

Xie Ying immediately lowered the curtain and instructed lightly: "Go back!" ”

"Xie Ying!" Murong Ji called, and although Hongying quickly got into the carriage, she still glanced back at Xie Ying.

After answering softly, she arrived: "King Murong had a good journey." ”

"On the day of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival...... Murong Jian coughed and didn't know where to start, he was sure many times that he was not an entangled person, and when he saw her carriage and horses, he still shook his head.

Xie Ying let out a long breath, "What else does King Murong want to say?" ”

"I never regret what I said that day." Murong Ji looked at the unshaken curtain, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

She just came to see Princess Pingcheng get married out of courtesy, but she still met Murong Ji.

Since you have no regrets, why bother with it?

If you don't meet Xie Ying, you won't be confused, and you will forget it after many years; Since he met her, he opened his mouth to ask him: "Murong Ji, are you friend or foe?" ”

He was slightly stunned, no matter where he stood, the first thing that came to mind was the Murong clan. Since he didn't get it, he couldn't do it and tilt everything in favor of Xie Ying.

"What do you think?" In the end, he had no choice but to throw the question back.

Xie Ying didn't get an answer, and her brows furrowed. Murong Ji saw her slightly moving curtain, and he didn't know if he could see her once at the moment.

The curtain didn't open, but Xie Ying changed her thinking posture.

"Thank you for sending me!" Murong Ji was still the same Murong Ji with a romantic charm, and he waved at the carriage, "Xie Ying, see you in three years." ”

"Hmm."

Then Hongying left the East Market in a carriage.

Murong Ji returned to the concubine, and the concubine had to sigh, "Mo'er, since you don't have a chance, why bother with it." ”

He set his eyes on the place that was originally Mingyufang, chuckling, afraid that he would never forget it in this life.

Xie Ying was like a cinnabar mole, rooted in his heart. The warmth of the color red is eating away at his calmness as King Murong.

The winter ended with the emperor and empress marrying Princess Pingcheng and pro-Turkic.

After the Yuan Dynasty, Baicaoxing; The swallow returns, and the warbler cries.

Spring is coming!

Xie Ying moved forward the time of practicing martial arts every day, and when it was time for the same Zhou clan to ask for peace, he went to pick up Song Jinqin first.

She carefully supported Song Niangzi, "Sister-in-law has been in body for seven months. While saying this, Xie Ying helped in anticipation.

"I heard from the people in the house a few days ago that the one with the pointed belly is a little Langjun, and the round one is the little lady." Xie Ying's glasses never left her bulging belly.

Song Jinqin looked at her with eager eyes and asked with a smile: "Then does Erniang like Xiao Langjun or Xiao Niang?" ”

Xie Ying raised her eyes and looked at Song Jinqin's smiling appearance, with doubts in her eyes, "I should ask my brother about this." ”

"Qiu Lang thinks it's all good, and I think it's all good." Song Jinqin had to sigh helplessly, "What do all Erniang want?" ”

"If I say it, my sister-in-law can't feel distressed." Xie Ying looked at her belly, and her tone softened, "I hope this is a little Langjun." ”

"Why?"

Xie Ying glanced at Song Jinqin, and there was an apology in her eyes, "When the Northwest Hou Mansion arrives in my brother and I's generation, there will be no man who can lead the troops to fight." ”

At that time, the Northwest Hou Mansion made sacrifices for the emperor, so that Xie Min of the Northwest Hou Mansion was from Wen and Xie Ying from Wu. Xie Yuan had to spend more time waiting for Xie Min's children to grow up.

Song Jinqin immediately chuckled, and quickly swept away the slight haze on Xie Ying's face, "The children of the Northwest Hou Mansion should be able to be literate and martial." ”

"When Qiu Lang talks about children, the expectations in his heart are no less than Erniang's, but he is always worried that I will think too much during pregnancy, so he is reluctant to mention it."

Not long after she married into the Xie family, she had to see that everyone in the Xie family was transparent. She also learned a lot from the Zhou family, and she also felt the helplessness in the Hou Mansion.

With that, the two of them arrived at Tongxin Hall.

The Zhou family has to look at Song Niangzi every day to be at ease, and the three of them used it together too early, and they still sat in the hall and talked.

"After the beginning of spring, there is a big event to be done in the house." Zhou's gaze moved to Xie Ying on the side, "Originally, there was no need to alarm others too much about this matter, but Ying'er's identity was the county monarch, and the matter of Ji Lu had to be dealt with." ”

Xie Ying hurriedly glanced at Song Jinqin, and then looked at Zhou and asked puzzledly, "What is there to do with Jilu?" ”