June 19, it is advisable to marry.

On this day, only thirteen days have passed since the assassination of King Qin.

The sun outside the window is as warm as ever, and the cicadas are always ringing tirelessly.

Murong Xun wore a big red wind dragon dress and sat in front of the bronze mirror. Her eyebrows were thinly traced, her face was rubbed with rouge, and her lips were dotted with vermilion, which should have been jubilant, but there was no joy on her body. The black hair had not yet been coiled up, hanging straight behind her back, her eyes were cold, with a chill, and her whole body also exuded an air of indifference.

Step by step, she is moving forward according to the plan, but now, the first step of her plan is about to succeed, but why, there is no trace of joy in her heart?

Where does that faint feeling of compassion come from? For whom?

lowered his eyes, and his gaze swept over the dragon and phoenix bracelets on the dresser one by one, the black jade comb, the jade ruyi, and the glass jar...... These are all things that have been rewarded in the palace, but everything is so familiar, and the day many years ago is the same as today!

At that time, she was the daughter of the king of the southern Xinjiang domain who simply held a heavy army, and he was a personable prince, a golden boy and a jade girl, a match made in heaven...... The more beautiful the appearance, the more the bloody reality is hidden, which is so unbearable and hurtful.

"Comb to the end, the white head and the beautiful ......" Mother Chen gently picked up the hair behind Murong Xun, combed it, and said auspicious words in her mouth.

Murong Xun turned around slightly, held Chen's mother's hand, and said softly, "Mother Chen, why am I not happy at all?" ”

Mother Chen touched her head and said kindly, "Miss, you have been wronged!" King Qin will definitely be able to bless the sky! ”

"It's not this, it's not this...... Murong Xun shook his head, "Mother Chen, you don't understand, it's not this, I'm just afraid of ......", she was afraid of her, thinking of this thought, Murong Xun couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly, at this time, what is she still afraid of? Could there be a worse situation?

"Girl!"

Murong Xun turned his head and saw Shangguan Zisang with a serious expression and a deep gaze at her.

"Mother Chen, you go down first!"

After Mother Chen went down, Murong Xun raised her eyes to look at Shangguan Zisang and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

Shangguan Zisang stepped in front of Murong Xun in a few steps, looked at her on his knees and said, "It must be the prime minister who forced you, you are actually unwilling to marry King Qin, right?" ”

Before Murong Xun could reply, Shangguan Zisang said again: "Girl, I'll take you, I'll take you away!" Don't marry King Qin, you, I still have my brother, we will always be together, you don't know, my brother has been waiting for you for so many years, you finally came back, how can you not have a brother? ”

Shangguan Zisang's eyes gradually turned red, and his eyes gradually overflowed with tears, and he looked at Murong Xun with pleading, "Girl, you can't, you can't forget your brother!" Although I once hoped that you would give my brother the least harm, I still hope that you will not hurt your brother, he is already bitter enough, don't hurt him anymore! ”

Murong Xun was stunned, "He...... Waiting for me? ”

Shangguan Zisang nodded heavily, "It's been eight years, my brother has been waiting for you for eight years!" ”

Murong Xun waved his hand, his thoughts were a little confused, if it was as Shangguan Zisang said, Shangguan Zixuan was waiting for the real Murong Xun, but the real Murong Xun had died eight years ago.

She is not Murong Xun, she is Nan Chuyi, she is Nan Chuyi who died with hatred in Zhuyan Palace eight years ago!

"Please! Girl, please, don't let my brother get hurt again! Let's go, let's leave Chang'an, we don't care about anything! Shangguan Zisang hugged Murong Xun's legs, sniffling red, and looked at her expectantly.

Murong Xun looked away lightly, looking at the daylight that came in through the half-closed window, showing its brilliance as if he didn't know the warmth and coldness of the world.

She stretched out her hand and reached into the sunlight, and her hand was as white as transparent.

The warmth of the sun melts in the palm of your hand, but who is feeling the warmth? Is it Nan Chuyi? Or Murong Xun?

The world is unpredictable, and creation makes people.

Murong Xun suddenly got up, his eyes indifferently and looked straight ahead, "Xiao Sang, the auspicious time is coming!" ”

Tears dripped from Shangguan Zisang's eyes, and he slowly stood up, only to find that he was not wearing the white clothes he liked to wear today, but a green shirt. The sun shone on his green shirt, a little sad, but his expression was hidden in the shadows and he couldn't see what emotion was.

As if a long time had passed, he slowly walked to the door step by step, and when he arrived at the door, he suddenly turned his head and smiled at Murong Xun, "Then I wish Miss Murong and King Qin a hundred years of good harmony and grow old together!" His smile was as bright as ever, but it seemed to be missing something.

Murong Xun propped his hand on the edge of the dresser, looking down at his own shadow on the ground, and the phoenix crown on his head was like a ghost, showing an exaggerated amplitude.

How few people will you meet in this life?

And who owes whom?

"Miss, the auspicious time has come, it's time to get on the sedan chair!" Yan Yu entered the door and helped Murong Xun, "Why is Miss in a daze?" ”

Murong Xun sighed softly, "Bring the hijab!" ”

The sedan chair of King Qin's Mansion stopped at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion and was greeted by Zhao Hui, King Qin's personal guard. Murong Hua took the eldest lady and sent her to the door. This is the first time Murong Xun has seen the eldest lady since the last incident, her expression is a little numb, and she looks a little haggard and old, but she still maintains her usual dignified and virtuous lady, but when she looks at Murong Xun, she shows a faint trace of sharp hatred.

got on the sedan chair, and Murong Xun was carried directly to the Qin Palace.

Due to the haste of the marriage, there were only a few days to prepare, so it was not very luxurious. However, the rewards in the palace were transported to the Qin Palace, and the congratulatory gifts from officials and soldiers from all sides were also endless.

got off the sedan chair, and the matchmaker handed over the red silk, but the other end of the red silk was led by Zhao Hui. Murong Xun's gaze was blocked by the hijab, and she couldn't see the road clearly, and Yan Yu helped her along the way.

Yan Yu looked at Murong Xun with a little confusion and asked, "Why is that Zhao guard holding a rooster?" ”

Murong Xun's eyebrows frowned, Zhao Ling was unconscious, he couldn't worship in the church, he was just replaced by a rooster!

Zhao Che did not attend the wedding, but was attended by Concubine De, the prince's biological mother, who came to the abbot's wedding.

The wedding was also very simple, after Murong Xun worshiped the rooster, he was helped to the cave room. Since King Qin was still seriously ill, there was a lot less red tape.

Everyone dispersed, Murong Xun sat alone at the head of the bed, she picked up her hijab, and glanced at Zhao Ling who was still unconscious lying on the bed, the corners of her mouth picked slightly, she remembered that the last time she married Zhao Che, she was tossed by various etiquette until midnight.

She took off her hijab and put it on the bed, and she walked to the window, although she was as simple as possible, but she still tossed for a day, and at this moment, the sun was like blood on the horizon, and the twilight was gradually spreading.

Murong Xun leaned lightly on the side of the bed, his eyes were large on the spacious new room, except for a pair of dragon and phoenix candles on the case, there was no sense of being newly married, the plain room, the decoration was also according to Zhao Ling's preferences, everything was simple, except for the necessary furniture and accessories, there was no extra bit of cumbersomeness.

Zhao Ling on the bed was covered with a red mandarin duck quilt, which made his face more and more pale.

After the door was knocked on, a girl in purple clothes pushed the door in, she blessed Murong Xun, and said, "Slave Ziyue has seen the princess!" After she took a few steps closer to Murong Xun, she lowered her eyes and said, "Princess, it's time for Shangguan Divine Doctor to diagnose and treat the prince!" ”

Murong Xun's eyes moved slightly, raised his eyes, and saw Shangguan Zixuan enter with Ziyue, he carried the medicine box, crossed Murong Xun and walked directly to King Qin's bedside to diagnose and treat his pulse.

Murong Xun sat to the side and quietly waited for Shangguan Zixuan's diagnosis and treatment.

At this time, Yan Yu came in with a stack of snacks, walked to Murong Xun's side, and said softly: "Miss hasn't eaten for a day, let's eat something first!" ”

Murong Xun waved his hand, signaling Yan Yu to put things down first, while he picked up a piece of hibiscus cake and tasted it slowly.

After a while, Shangguan Zixuan finished changing the medicine for Zhao Ling, straightened his clothes, turned his back to Murong Xun and did not look back, and said lightly: "Most of the toxins in King Qin's body have been removed, as long as the remaining toxins are completely removed, King Qin will wake up, and the princess doesn't have to worry!" ”

Murong Xun's hand paused, a faint bitterness appeared in her heart, and she didn't know who it was, she smiled lightly: "Shangguan Divine Doctor is bothered, King Qin's injury is entrusted to you!" ”

Shangguan Zixuan nodded, "If the princess has no other orders, Xiaguan will retire first!" His tone was very light, as if he were treating a stranger.

Murong Xun sighed silently in his heart, "What happened to the person Yu Zhi asked you to treat last time?" ”

Shangguan Zixuan finally raised his head and glanced at Murong Xun, but there was forbearance, pity, and unwillingness in his eyes, and many elements were fused together, and finally turned into a sigh.

He was wearing a pale yellow brocade robe today, but he was no longer in the wind of the old Yushu, as if he was a little clumsy by his heart, biting his lip, he took a few steps forward, and whispered in Murong Xun's ear: "Don't be in charge of Yuzhi in the future, do you know that his friend's injury is not an ordinary injury...... Maybe Yuzhi himself doesn't know, but he is involved, but I don't want you to be involved in this matter anymore! ”

Murong Xun's eyes sank, "But I involved you!" ”

"You don't have to worry about me, I have my own way!" Shangguan Zixuan said in a deep voice, "It's best to stay in the palace recently, don't go there, Chang'an, I have a faint feeling that something bad is about to happen!" ”

His amber eyes were still as caring as Chunyang, Murong Xun pursed his lips, this man, no matter how much suffering he has in his heart, he always gives his most sincere care to others, he is Shangguan Zixuan, he has not changed...... It will never change.

Smiling lightly, Murong Xun said, "I know!" ”