Zhen Liancheng stepped forward and bowed and saluted, "Please move to Guanghua Mansion Your Majesty." ”

It's not the person he has to wait for, Jia Dongfeng said indifferently: "Is Zhen Xiang calculating something again?" ”

Zhen Liancheng still just said: "Please Your Majesty move to Guanghua Mansion." ”

"Okay." Jia Dongfeng sneered, "I want to see what kind of medicine is sold in Zhen Xiang's gourd." ”

Guanghua Mansion is as cold and snowy as in the palace, and it turns into ice, but after being led by Zhen Liancheng all the way into a warm and spring-like room, the ice and snow on the soles of Jia Dongfeng's boots melted instantly, and the conservatory that burned the earth dragon was even more luxurious than Jia Huaibi's palace.

There are dozens of ceramic vats in the conservatory, and the vats are full of Jia Dongfeng's favorite Manzhu Shahua, which is bright red and beautiful.

"It is rumored that His Majesty loves Manju Sawa the most, but Manju Sawa is an ominous flower. In order to inherit the throne, His Majesty removed the Manju Sawa planted by himself in the imperial garden. Zhen Liancheng stood behind Jia Dongfeng and said slowly, "Your Majesty is a Ming Jun who has the world in mind, and Wechen believes that one day, Your Majesty will be able to understand Wechen's painstaking efforts." Your Majesty can not love Weichen, but Your Majesty can't not love this splendid country. Wechen is willing to plant a room of Manzhu Sawa for His Majesty to comfort His Majesty's concerns. ”

After speaking, Zhen Liancheng knelt on the ground and solemnly bowed three times.

"Zhen Liancheng."

"Wechen is here."

"Do you know why I like Manju Sawa?"

"I don't know."

"It was after Fluttershy's death that I liked Manju Sawa because Manju Sawa is also known as the Flower of the Other Side, and the flowers and leaves don't meet. I planted Manju Sawa because I have Fluttershy in my heart and miss Fluttershy. I got rid of Manzhu Sahua because I planted this flower in my heart, I want to inherit the throne of the Great Zhou, cleanse the ugly things in this world, and let the people of the Great Zhou be rich and peaceful, and enjoy peace forever! The Manzhu Sawa in the Protector's Mansion is the traces left by the common experience of joy and me, which opens and falls according to the season, and conforms to the time of day; You, the Manzhu Sawa in Guanghua Mansion, went against the trend and didn't know when it would fall, and it was Dong Shi Xiaofeng who didn't know what to do. ”

Jia Dongfeng looked at the jars of dazzling red Manzhu Shahua, his eyes were blurred and vast, but his words were heartfelt.

Zhen Liancheng clenched his hands tightly and pressed so hard that his knuckles began to turn white, trying to offset the tearing pain in his chest. He couldn't help himself when he was emotionally attracted to her, and he was also to blame for her serious trampling on the ground and ravaging him repeatedly.

Fortunately, Jia Dongfeng had already turned his head, his face was still bloodless, but his eyes were very calm: "Prime Minister Zhen will arrange a big wedding!" After Fu Huanqing returned to the court, he never entered the palace to see himself alone, perhaps, this was already the answer he gave after receiving the letter.

The people are the most important, the community is secondary, and the monarch is light...... The king's sincerity is even more worthless!

Jia Dongfeng's eyes were hot, and he walked out of the conservatory in Guanghua Mansion in the coldest wind of the winter moon.

On the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, the night before the emperor's wedding, the streets were blocked, no matter how small the carriage was, it was difficult to pass, all kinds of people crowded all the way, and a girl in a water-green shirt was so angry that she scolded on the street: "Why are there so many idlers? Could it be that Emperor Guang's wedding will throw money on the street? ”

Someone was overjoyed and said, "Have you heard that you will scatter money?" I'm going to stay here tonight, old man, and I'm not leaving! lest a good place be taken by others. ”

Emperor Guang wants to throw money? The girl in the aqua green dress was stunned, Da Zhou is so rich?

Passers-by laughed:

"Who doesn't know that Emperor Guang is good at making, Zhen Xiang is good at collecting, Da Zhou is rich, the treasury is full, and he is not bad for money."

The door of the palace was slowly opened, and the female official entered with the palace maid carrying the bath bucket, followed by more than a dozen palace maids holding headdresses, fat powder, underwear, and large dresses. Because of its magnificence and heaviness, the gown was placed on a half-zhang wide wooden lattice, and was carried by four palace maids with dignified gait and respectful expressions.

Jia Dongfeng closed his eyes gently, and the scene of Fu Huanqing desperately saving himself in the desert of the Northern Wei Dynasty appeared in front of him, the scene of a kiss in the bamboo forest of Langya, the scene of Qi Huaixuan's self-propelled when he asked to marry, and the scene of Ye Nanfeng Palace's bloody struggle and never giving up...... If he has no intention of himself, how can he always be there when he needs it most?

If he was interested in himself, how could he have received his confessional letterhead for a long time?

I have waited until this moment, and if I wait any longer, I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for the answer I want when I wait for the candles in the cave room.

Now if the mountain does not come, it can only be self-sufficient.

Otherwise, how can you be willing?

Thinking of this, Jia Dongfeng stood up, combed his hair in a bathing cage by the female officials, and put on a red makeup that should only be worn on the wedding day, and Shi Shiran walked out of the Huangji Gate.

The female officials were so anxious that they stared, but they were helpless, Zhen Xiang couldn't meet Emperor Guang before marriage, so he returned to his Guanghua Mansion early. In today's palace, no one can control the original demon king of the mixed world.

Jia Dongfeng bypassed the wall of the Protector General's Mansion, and walked lightly for more than ten zhang, and it was Yingzi who greeted him: "Your Majesty, this is Yulouchun, a charming medicine without an antidote." After drinking, Childe may call Lord Zhen to save you, or he may save you himself. Do you dare to bet once? On Yingzi's not outstanding face, there is only a pair of eyes that are fascinating, and the words he says are even more demagogic.

Jia Dongfeng pushed away the bowl that Yingzi handed to him, and continued to walk forward. She naturally had to ask herself to understand clearly, how could she use such a means to force Fu Huanqing to commit it!

Passing through the hanging door, I opened the scattered branches and withered vines that were hidden in the void, and at a glance I saw the figure under the green tile eaves in the west.

She stood still, leaning against the wall, and looked at Fu Huanqing quietly.

The moonlight paved the ground, stretching Fu Huanqing's shadow a little slender.

Fu Huanqing was sitting leaning under the eaves in front of the house, and the windward sword under his feet was slightly cold, making people even more lonely. The perfect moon shone on his left shoulder, casting his figure on her, long and straight, so stable and reliable. He lowered his head, he didn't know what gadgets he was playing with in his hands, and his body was completely lacking in his chic and flamboyant momentum.

I don't know how long it took before he bent his legs and got up, and when he raised his head when he picked up his sword, he happened to meet Jia Dongfeng's gaze looking at him from afar, and he was stunned.

Seeing her slowly walking towards him, Fu Huanqing seemed to react that she was here to find him, and immediately hung up his sword on his waist, frowned slightly: "It's going to be a big wedding tomorrow, why did you come out in a wedding dress, but what's the matter?" ”

He had never seen Jia Dongfeng in red, only to see the gorgeous and heavy red wedding dress properly wrapped around her, the moonlight circulating on her face, in that soft light, her slightly pale face and clear eyes, amazingly clear and dazzling, as if melting the charm of autumn water, inlaid on her peach-like face.

It's just that Jia Dongfeng, who is so amazingly beautiful, will get married after dawn.

The groom is not him.

Jia Dongfeng's eyes wandered, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he saw that what he had been playing with in his hand for a long time was just a small piece of peach wood, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and ask, "What is this?" ”

Fu Huanqing clenched it tightly and put his hands behind his back: "It's nothing." ”

Jia Dongfeng lifted his eyelashes and glanced at him: "Where did Fu Huanqing, who asked for the dowry in the capital of Great Qi in court, go?" ”

Fu Huanqing's face turned a little pale: "That's different, at that time, you were just a losing princess, besides, where is Qi Huaixuan worthy of you." Now that you are the king of a country, you have your difficulties, Zhen Liancheng did this, although he was selfish, but it also relieved your burning pain, I can't stop him. ”

Jia Dongfeng was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Then do you think Zhen Liancheng is worthy of me?" "It turned out that I didn't see her, not because I didn't want to, but because I didn't want to embarrass her. I almost missed it.

Fu Huanqing shook his head: "Naturally, you are not worthy, but you are so good, where is there really a man in the world who is worthy?" ”

Jia Dongfeng suddenly stretched out his hand and hooked his palm: "I think you are worthy." "He is really the number one fool in the world, everyone in the world spits on himself and hates himself, but he has always stubbornly believed that no man in this world is worthy of her.