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As the sun set, Zhao Sitian stood on the city wall, looking at this magnificent scene in the emperor.

A brick and a tile are brilliant, and a palace and a hall are like gilded gold. One palace is connected to another, and the city wall is still the city wall, and at a glance, it is boundless.

Yan Su put a cloak on her slope behind her, and said softly: "Princess, it's autumn, beware of the cold wind." ”

yes, it's autumn.

Unconsciously, it was autumn again, and the autumn wind blew in gusts, making her tremble a little. But in this palace, she didn't even see a single fallen leaf.

Zhao Sitian suddenly thought that she and Mo Lengxuan met in an autumn.

Four years ago, she was seventeen.

One

Zhao Sitian was the eldest princess of the Liang Dynasty and the favorite daughter of Emperor Xuanfeng.

When the eldest princess was almost seventeen years old, Emperor Xuanfeng ordered the prime minister to hold an autumn banquet for the princess outside the palace, which could be attended by all the sons and ladies of the appropriate age in the officials' families.

Everyone knows that this is called the Autumn Banquet, but it is actually the eldest princess's banquet for choosing a son-in-law. The sons of the family with a little appearance are carefully prepared, and they want to win the favor of the princess at the autumn banquet, become the emperor's son-in-law, and then soar to the sky.

This is what Zhao Si has been asking for a long time, she doesn't want to marry casually according to his father's standards, she wants to choose the person who will spend the rest of her life together.

But the people who came to this autumn banquet were all worldly people, and they all just wanted to slap her up. Zhao Si was arrogant and couldn't look down on any of them.

She sat on the railing with a fan, watching the son of the family downstairs write poems and drink, and felt that her autumn banquet was really not worth it.

The autumn banquet was held in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the attic she sat in was specially repaired for her by the Prime Minister, so that she could rest and drink tea.

She looked at the attic with a fan, trying to find a different one among these sons of the family, but she couldn't find it after a few rounds, she couldn't help but sigh, and her heart was boring.

She lowered her eyes and glanced in the direction of the door, and saw a good-looking boy standing there.

He was dressed in white, standing with his hands in his hands, his face expressionless, and his bearing was extraordinary.

He didn't write poems and drink with these boys, and he didn't want to get close to her deliberately. He just stood there, unconventional, and independent.

Zhao Sitian was surprised, turned around and asked Yan Su, "Whose son is that?" ”

Yan Su also looked over, carefully distinguished for a long time, and said, "Back to the princess, Yan Su doesn't know." ”

The son-in-law of the nobles of the Gaomen, Miss Yan Su, has paid close attention to it, but now that she says that she doesn't know, it can only mean that this son's family background is not prominent.

It's no wonder that he doesn't drink with these sons, maybe these sons don't look down on him, but this also makes him even more different.

Emperor Xuanfeng stipulated that all the sons of the officials' families could come, and Zhao Sitian didn't want to look at the family's family, she just wanted to find someone who had the same heart. So she leaned on the railing, wanting to take a closer look at him.

His face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are like the moon, and his body is slender, and the more he looks at it, the more different he becomes.

She watched intently, and in a trance she heard the sound of something breaking, and Yan Su shouted in panic behind her: "Princess." Zhao Sitian turned his head inexplicably, and before he saw Yan Su's face, he raised his head and fell down the attic.

For a moment, Zhao Sitian's mind went blank.

The attic was still a little high, so that she could enjoy the scenery of the yard, but it was not well repaired, and the railing she was leaning on broke, and she fell straight from the attic.

At that moment, Zhao Sitian was really scared. Even if she doesn't die, she will be crippled, and she doesn't know what kind of disaster it is.

With the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and the panicked shouts of a group of people, Zhao Sitian closed his eyes.

There was no unexpectedly cold ground, and she fell into a warm embrace.

Surprised in her heart, she opened her eyes and saw his handsome face close at hand.

His facial features are resolute, so perfect that people can't find a flaw, Zhao Sitian looked at him stunned, and forgot that he was still in the air.

He hugged her, kicked the attic, and landed in the distance.

After landing on the ground, Zhao Sitian was still staring at him. He knelt down with his eyes lowered and pleaded guilty: "The matter is urgent, I have no intention of offending the princess, and I hope the princess will forgive me." ”

Zhao Sitian didn't say a word, and people from afar came. Her hair was a little disordered, and Yan Su directly blocked her and blocked her vision.

She withdrew her eyes, and Yan Su carefully pulled her hair in a bun before standing behind her.

The prime minister hurriedly bowed down to her, and said in fear: "The old minister is not doing well, the princess is frightened, I hope the princess will forgive her sins!" ”

Zhao Sitian raised his head and asked in a cold voice, "Prime Minister, what's going on?" ”

The prime minister still saluted and said, "Back to the princess, it's the railing of the attic...... Broken. The old minister is not doing well, I hope the princess will forgive her sins! ”

Zhao Sitian ignored the prime minister's words and looked at the person who saved her, who was still kneeling on the ground.

She lifted her chin and asked, "Who is he?" ”

The prime minister glanced down at him and hesitated, "This person is ...... The guest secretary in the old minister's mansion. ”

"Keqing?" Zhao Sitian asked rhetorically.

Keqing, that is a mortal, a cloth cloth, no official position, no family background, no identity.

Such a person would be her colt, and her father would not approve of it.

She turned around, ignoring the person he was kneeling on the ground, and only said, "Swing and go back to the palace." ”

"Greetings to Her Royal Highness Princess—"

There was a kneeling on the ground, and they shouted to send off the princess, but they had their own ghosts in their hearts, some people regretted that they could not enter the eyes of the princess, and some people blamed the prime minister for how to supervise the autumn banquet.

When the prime minister saw that she didn't say a word, he thought that she was angry, so he hurriedly wrote an excerpt and handed it to Emperor Xuanfeng's desk to ask for guilt. Emperor Feng Xuan was furious when he found out, reprimanded the prime minister, and punished the group who built the attic, but Zhao Si persuaded him to give up.

When asked who saved the princess, the prime minister hesitated and said that it was a guest in his house.

He had a meritorious role in saving the driver, and Emperor Xuanfeng saw that he was dressed in white, so he wanted to give him money and give him an errand.

This incident reminded Emperor Feng Xuan that he wanted to send a guard to Zhao Sitian, and this person was able to save the princess in that situation, proving that he was superior in martial arts, and this position was just right.

asked Zhao Sitian if she wanted him to be her guard, she hesitated for a moment and agreed.

It was also at that time that she took the prime minister's fold and learned his name.

Mo Lengxuan.

Two

Mo Lengxuan has been in Zhao Sitian's palace for several days, and Zhao Sitian doesn't see him much, she still only does her own things every day.

Her father was worried about her marriage, and only when her father mentioned the marriage, she would think of the person who saved her in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but she just thought that she didn't find the person she liked when she replied to her father, so wait.