Solved the two small troubles of Xiao Tiancheng's father and daughter, and there is another big trouble I don't know how to solve it, tomorrow is the big wedding, for this Han King who has never met, if you want to say that you are not worried at all, it is impossible. Linghu pounded the leaves in his hand, think about it, forget it, the soldiers will block, and the water will cover it.

In the Han Palace, Cen Junhan also looked at the military book with a serious face, his heart was full of national affairs, and the lone shadow on the side looked at his master and was also anxious, this is the wedding tomorrow, why don't you see your master in a hurry, shook his head, sighed and went out to help the housekeeper decorate the yard.

The next day, before dawn, the spirit fox had been dragged up and dressed up, a group of maids and women were busy and a little messy, and then Aunt Zhao rushed over, with Xiu Ying's conditioning before and after the command, and soon everyone stabilized and waited for Aunt Zhao to assign tasks. "Jingshu, this marriage is a major event in the life of my daughter's family, and my aunt has nothing to give you, so that's all." Saying that, Aunt Zhao took out a peach-colored embroidered bag and handed it to Linghu, "This is the talisman that my aunt asked for in the temple a while ago, I hope it can protect your safety." After all, the palace is different from home, and you have to know how to protect yourself when you get there. Aunt Zhao said earnestly.

"Thank you, auntie, Jingshu likes it very much." Linghu felt a trace of warmth in his heart and said movingly.

"By the way, do you wear the bracelet that your mother left for you?" Aunt Zhao suddenly remembered the bracelet left by her wife before her death and asked.

"It's already on, don't worry, auntie." Of course, the spirit fox has to wear it, maybe it is the key to this otherworldly journey.

"That's good, that's good." Seeing that Linghu was wearing it, Aunt Zhao was relieved, "The time has come, we should go and see Xiangye." ”

Linghu nodded, and followed the maids to the front hall, at this time Xiao Tianyuan and Xiao Yingfeng were already sitting in the front hall, Xiao Tianyuan saw his daughter, and walked towards him in a dazzling wedding dress at this time, and his heart was indescribably sour, "Xi'er, our daughter has grown up, have you seen it, she is about to get married." As a father, I am really reluctant in my heart, if you are still here at this time, it would be great. Thinking in his heart, Xiao Tianyuan's circle turned uncontrollably red.

"Father, you have brought up Jingshu with so many years of hard work, and your daughter has nothing to repay." As he spoke, Linghu knelt on the ground, folded his hands above his head, and bowed deeply.

Xiao Tianyuan immediately stepped forward to help the spirit fox, "Jingshu, after you get married, your father can't protect you as well as before, you have to take care of yourself." "Xiao Tianyuan can't rest assured that his daughter will marry King Han.

"Don't worry, Dad. Jingshu will take care of herself. Linghu looked at Xiao Tianyuan, looked at the father who loved his daughter in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little envious of the real Xiao Jingshu, once upon a time, she also had such happiness.

The auspicious time has arrived, Xiao Tianyuan personally covered the spirit fox with a red bandana, and got on the sedan chair under Xiao Tianyuan's escort, while Xiao Yingfeng got on the horse next to the wedding sedan chair and escorted his sister all the way to the Hanwang Mansion. On the way, Linghu was in the sedan chair, did he open the curtain and saw Xiao Yingfeng, "Brother, in the future, my father will leave you alone to take care of it, this is really not my sister's meaning." Saying that, Linghu smiled at Xiao Yingfeng, "Also, you can quickly find me a sister-in-law." ”

"Hey, it's really a bit of a shame for me to let my sister take the lead." Xiao Yingfeng quipped, "Jingshu has grown up, so she doesn't have to pester her brother after she gets married." Speaking of this, Xiao Yingfeng felt a little lost in her heart, remembering that when she was a child, Jingshu was around her every day, calling "brother" on the left and right, and in a blink of an eye, she grew into a big girl and was about to get married.

In the Han Palace, after Cen Junhan sacrificed to his ancestors, he went out to greet his princess surrounded by everyone. "Brother Seven Emperors, do you think our Third Emperor Sister-in-law is not beautiful?" Among the people sitting in the main hall, a girl dressed in luxury and gorgeous with a sweet face asked Cen Jinglin next to her.

"This, I don't know, it should be very beautiful, it is said that the beauty of the prime minister's wife back then was civilized in the capital, presumably the eldest lady of the prime minister's mansion will naturally not be bad." Cen Jinglin touched his chin and thought.

"I really want to see what the third emperor's sister-in-law looks like." The girl who spoke, her eyes flashed wide, and she had already made up her mind in her heart.

The people outside were already gathered outside, watching Cen Junhan greet the cold princess. The entire Hanwang Mansion, beating gongs and drums, was so lively for the first time in history. It didn't take long for everyone to see King Han wearing a luxurious groom's costume and riding a high-headed horse back, and the eight-carried sedan chair behind him was Princess Han. When he arrived at the gate of the palace, Cen Junhan got off his horse and kicked the sedan door, and the other end of the red silk fell into the hands of the spirit fox.

The spirit fox under the red hijab quietly completed it step by step according to the arrangement of the bride, and finally worshipped. I've been busy since dawn, and by the end of all the processes, it's already dark. Linghu sat on the bed, really bored, he hadn't eaten for a day, and he was really not in a good mood. "Except for Fang Ling, the rest of us should step aside."

The maids and ladies around looked at each other, although it was not in accordance with the rules, but the princess's tone did not dare to say anything, and slowly retreated. "Fang Ling, come, help me take off the headdress, it's too heavy." Linghu lifted the red hijab, rubbed his forehead and said.

"Jingshu, how can this work, just wait a while." Although Fang Ling has become accustomed to the casualness of the spirit fox, this royal marriage cannot be casual.

"It's okay, my forehead is swollen, take it down and relax, quick." Linghu urged Fang Ling, this ancient wedding is really not a human tie, tired and hungry, there will be a battle to fight in a while. Fang Ling couldn't twist the spirit fox, so she could only take off the headdress one by one, until the last hairpin was taken off, the spirit fox felt relaxed, and the spirit fox shook his head, "My neck, I can finally move." ”

"Fang Ling, did my father bring all the dowry he prepared for me into the palace?" Linghu put the dragon stinging knife into the dowry box this morning, and took it out when it was empty.

"Don't worry, of course, such an important thing as a dowry has been carried into the palace one by one." Fang Ling put away all the jewelry she had taken down, put a simple bun for the spirit fox again, inserted the last hairpin and looked at the spirit fox in the mirror and asked, "How is it, are you satisfied?" ”

"Of course, you're so skillful." Linghu turned around and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. "Fang Ling, actually, you saw me in the courtyard that night with a knife in Wu, right?" Linghu looked at Fang Ling's eyes and asked.

Fang Ling paused, but she didn't expect Linghu to ask her this, and nodded hesitantly. "Since you are suspicious, then why don't you ask, how did I know that knife technique?"

"I..." Fang Ling didn't know what to say for a while, "I doubted it, since Jingshu woke up, you lost your memory, and your personality has changed greatly, and then I see the knife skills you practiced in the courtyard, how can I not connect you with the previous miss, until I see the birthmark on your back again, I dare to be truly sure that you are Xiao Jingshu, the eldest lady of the Xiao Mansion." It doesn't matter how you know how to do that. ”

If you knew that I wasn't your lady, you'd be very sad. Looking at Fang Ling flexibly, she thought to herself. "The birthmark on my back doesn't look like a normal birthmark."

"I heard Xiangye say, Jingshu, you and your wife both have similar birthmarks, but your wife passed away early, and you have never seen it. Concrete... Before Fang Ling finished speaking, Linghu heard that the income outside the door could be introduced, and stopped Fang Ling from continuing. Fang Ling just stopped for a moment when she heard the door ring, Fang Ling immediately stood up, her heart was pounding, and she secretly glanced at Linghu, for fear that her young lady would be used to it casually, and accidentally provoked King Han and lost her life.

Linghu followed the sound and looked over, and saw Cen Junhan wearing a red wedding dress, walked in expressionlessly, and walked straight to the front of Linghu, the tall figure blocked Linghu tightly, Fang Ling glanced at Linghu worriedly and hurriedly retreated, at this time, Linghu and Cen Junhan were left in the house.

Cen Junhan squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the spirit fox in front of him, and the spirit fox also looked at Cen Junhan. Linghu didn't expect this Han King to look like a dog, but I don't know if this person is as perverted as the rumors.

Cen Junhan turned around and walked to the chair next to him and sat down, without speaking. Linghu was about to break this quiet atmosphere, and just as he wanted to speak, he heard a faint voice outside the door, and the two looked at the door at the same time, and Linghu turned his head to look at Cen Junhan again.

Cen Junhan got up and walked to the door, and as soon as he opened the door, several figures flashed in, and before he could react, he fell to the ground. "Oops, you've pressed this princess, hurry up." Cen Jingyue, who was pressed by a group of maids at the bottom, shouted loudly.

"What are you doing?" Cen Junhan frowned and looked at the group of people who fell to the ground, his face was not very good-looking. The people on the ground hurriedly got up, "Yue'er, you! What nonsense, hurry up. At this time, Cen Jinglin, who ran in outside, saw his sister fall to the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up. Cen Jingyue got up and patted the ash on her body, and secretly glanced at Cen Junhan, who had a black face.

"Yue'er, it seems that I spoil you too much on weekdays, and I am so nonsense." Cen Junhan looked at Cen Jingyue, who was embarrassed, and reproached. Although it was a reproach, he didn't feel Cen Junhan's anger at all, and it could be seen that Cen Junhan doted on this sister very much on weekdays, and Linghu stood by the bed and quietly watched everything that happened in front of him.

"Brother Sanhuang, don't be angry. I heard the old man in the palace say that this haunted cave house is to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters, isn't this also for the sake of the three emperor brothers. Cen Jingyue pouted and stepped forward to look at Cen Junhan flatteringly.

"Yes, Brother Huang, Yue'er is for your good, don't be angry." Cen Jinglin also hurriedly played a round.

"Since the princess has good intentions, how can the prince blame the princess? Do you say yes, my lord? Linghu, who had not spoken beside him, spoke. The people in the room followed the voice, and a woman in a red wedding dress walked over slowly, and the gentle voice quieted everyone.

"You are the third emperor's sister-in-law, so beautiful." Cen Jingyue stepped forward and pulled Linghu's arm, looking at Linghu with big round eyes, "I didn't expect there to be such a good-looking woman outside this palace, the third emperor brother is really blessed." ”

"Don't make fun of the princess, the princess is a symbol of beauty." Linghu saw that Cen Jingyue had been staring at him, and felt a little funny.

"It's not too early, Jinglin, you can send Yue'er back." Cen Junhan's attention was not on Linghu and Cen Jingyue, but on Cen Jinglin, although he was his own imperial brother, it was a little unbearable for him to keep staring at his princess like this.

When Cen Jinglin heard Cen Junhan's words, he realized that he had just been a little rude, and hurriedly arched his hand, "Yes, Jinglin will take Yue'er back, and the imperial brother and sister-in-law will also rest early, and Jinglin will retire." ”

"Then the imperial sister-in-law, I will leave first, and I will come to play with you when I have time." Anyway, I have already seen the Third Emperor Sister-in-law herself, so there is no need to stay, let's leave more time for my Third Emperor Brother, Cen Jingyue followed behind Cen Jinglin and smiled secretly. Linghu smiled, watching the two leave, this princess is really interesting, Linghu smiled helplessly and shook his head, and when he turned around and saw Cen Junhan staring at him, Linghu turned around and walked to the window.

At this time, there were only two people left in the room, Linghu and Cen Junhan, and after the farce just now, the room became quieter. "Everyone has already left, the prince might as well say it if he has something to say." Linghu put away the smile just now and looked at Cen Junhan intently.

"Now that the princess has spoken, it would be hypocritical if the king didn't say it." Cen Junhan obviously didn't expect Linghu to say it so directly, "Prime Minister Xiao Cheng is a rare good minister, as long as you keep to yourself and be your Han princess, and don't think that you don't deserve it, this king will not be difficult for you, and the title of this Han princess will be firmly on your head." Do you understand what this king means? ”

"Yes, I almost got it." Linghu shrugged his shoulders and nodded in reply, Cen Junhan's words were simple and clear, and the fool understood what he meant. But this is also in line with Linghu's intentions, Linghu is thinking about how to avoid the night of candles in this cave room, Cen Junhan's words came in time, and Linghu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Cen Junhan was a little surprised by Linghu's reaction, not only did he not cry and make trouble, but he saw a trace of happiness in her eyes. "It's good to understand." As he spoke, Cen Junhan got up and walked to the door.

"Lord Wang, please stay." Seeing that Cen Junhan was about to go out, Linghu hurriedly stopped him. If Cen Junhan is gone, then the news that Princess Han will be alone in the empty room on the wedding night tomorrow is not enough to fly, then wouldn't her spirit fox be drowned by spittle.

"What's the matter?" Cen Junhan turned around and looked at her a little impatiently, can't she act so soon.

"Since the prince has accepted this marriage, should he also act in the end? You stay here tonight, and I'll go sleep on the couch over there. Linghu packed up half of the mattress and went to the couch on the other side, Cen Junhan looked at Linghu's back, a little unpredictable.

Cen Junhan didn't say much, walked to the side of the bed, untied his clothes and lay on the bed with his eyes closed. Linghu turned off the light and walked to the couch, lying on it tossing and turning and unable to sleep, so he simply sat up and rubbed his temples. The moonlight sprinkled on the floor of the room through the cracks in the window, thinking that there were many things waiting to be solved by myself in the future, and I couldn't help but feel a little upset, "Alas..." Linghu sighed, he was really more tired than performing the task.

In the dark, Cen Junhan has been paying attention to every move of Linghu, this woman makes him a little incomprehensible, but thinking about it, she is Xiao Tianyuan's daughter, and her talent is famous in the capital, so she naturally has some abilities and means, otherwise a woman would have cried a long time ago when she heard her words, how could she be so calm and run to sleep on the couch. Thinking of this, Cen Junhan took a deep look at the figure sitting there in the distance, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind.

The night was spent with everyone's thoughts, and when the first rays of sunlight shone in, a row of maids was already standing outside the door, "Lord, princess, it's not early, the slaves and maids are coming to serve the princess and princess to change their clothes." Fang Ling led the way and knocked lightly on the door.

"Got it, you guys wait outside first." Linghu and Cen Junhan had already changed their clothes, Linghu walked to the side of the bed, and used the hairpin to make a notch between his fingers, and the blood just dripped on the snow-white satin. Cen Junhan looked at all this and did not speak.

"Come in." "Yes" Fang Ling, who was outside, heard Linghu's order and came in with a group of maids. Linghu was shocked by this battle, it was really a capitalist, Linghu shook his head helplessly, and pouted.

"Fang Ling stays, and the rest of the people go out." Linghu really doesn't like strangers touching him. Look at me, look at you, I don't know what to do. "Stand down." As soon as Cen Junhan's words came out, the maids retreated.

At this time, Linghu realized that Cen Junhan hadn't left yet, and she hadn't even noticed that this Han King was so close to her, obviously her skills were far above her. Linghu didn't care about him, sat in front of the dresser, and asked Fang Ling to comb her hair in a bun, "Okay, you can go." Linghu looked at Cen Junhan sitting on the chair and asked.

"You have come to tie up the king's hair." Cen Junhan looked at the spirit fox and said.

"Fang Ling, you go and call the maid outside in to tie the prince's hair." Linghu turned to look at Fang Ling, and Fang Ling hurriedly went out and called a maid in.

The maid lowered her head and carefully picked up the comb to comb Cen Junhan's hair, Cen Junhan looked at Linghu with a somewhat gloomy face, obviously a little unhappy with Linghu's actions.

Linghu didn't care about the stall hand, "I'm sorry prince, the concubine is clumsy and can't tie her hair." Seeing that Linghu didn't take himself seriously, Cen Junhan couldn't help but be a little annoyed, his bottomless eyes kept rolling on Linghu, and only Cen Junhan knew what he was thinking.

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