Chapter 292: Marriage

Although they were deprived of the military talisman, they were still the humerus of the country, and Beichen ink dyeing would not treat them badly.

"Today is the day when King Xuan is enthroned, the little girl is not talented, I am willing to offer a dance, and I wish the prince all the best."

Suddenly, a crisp female voice broke the noise in the hall, and everyone looked sideways, and when they saw the comer, they all looked at Mo Xuan.

Beichen Moran laughed and said loudly: "Okay, I am fortunate today, we are all stained with the light of King Xuan." ”

Mo Xuan hurriedly got up and bowed his hand, humble, "Don't dare to be a minister!" ”

At this time, the sound of silk and bamboo started, and the county lord was dressed in red, which was even more noble in this snow, and his eyes were slightly dull.

"Miss, if you wear red, she also wears red, this is deliberately to fight with you!"

The maid behind her was unconvinced, she didn't care about her face, and her fists were clenched tightly in private. This Xue Fei, relying on her good relationship with Murong Xue, learned Murong Guo's dancing skills from her, and she is a dancing girl at all!

"It doesn't matter what she does, she likes Mo Xuan, as long as she doesn't rob me, it's easy to say anything."

Luoluo's goal is very clear, she just wants to be the queen. Beichen Moran is her cousin, what's not to do with kissing?

Mo Xuan's goal is also very clear, but I don't know if I can achieve it. After all, if he is already crowned king, if he adds a powerful princess from his mother's family, this will be another threat to Beichen Moran.

With long sleeves and fluttering, his posture is soft and enchanting, the lord of Xuefei is like silk, and a pair of sheared pupils are staring at Mo Xuan tightly, and the hearts of the people who look at it are rippling. How could Mo Xuan not know her thoughts? Besides, Murong Xue sat beside Beichen Moran, whispering to him from time to time, and looking at herself, I was afraid that it would not be long before there would be another happy event in the palace.

After the dance, Xue Fei knelt on the ground and said coquettishly: "The courtiers are ugly." ”

"The appearance of the county lord is a celestial man, I am ashamed of myself, it is really an eye-opener!" Murong Xue praised softly, nestled in Beichen Modye's arms and was not lazy.

"What Concubine Ai said is very true, today is the fifth brother's king ceremony, since the king has been crowned, there must be a hostess in King Xuan's mansion, I think the county lord and King Xuan are very compatible."

"The emperor's vision is really good, a few days ago, the concubines were still thinking about His Royal Highness Xuan Wang's graceful and suave, and I don't know whose woman can accept his heart. Seeing the county lord today, the concubine also thought that the two of them were really a match made in heaven! ”

Mo Xuan watched the two of them act word by word, and a light smile flashed on his face, but he didn't speak, look at what they did.

Seeing that Mo Xuan didn't speak, the lord of Xuefei County immediately took the initiative to speak: "Your Majesty, the courtiers have admired the prince for a long time, and I hope that the emperor will be fulfilled." ”

As soon as her words fell, the audience was in an uproar, and the ministers of the DPRK and China discussed one after another, and some words reached Mo Xuan's ears, but he was still unmoved.

Beichen Mo Ran's face was a little unhappy when he saw Mo Xuan's attitude, and then he said loudly: "Lord Xuefei is really courting, I admire it very much!" Today's canonization of King Xuan is a happy event, I specially give marriage, and King Xuan and the lord of Xuefei County will marry on a certain day. ”

Hearing this, the Lord of Xuefei County was overjoyed, and he hurriedly bowed down to thank him. Mo Xuan was expressionless, got up to thank the emperor, and gave Xue Fei a meaningful smile.

For a while, the audience was full of congratulations, and Mo Xuan set his eyes on Luoluo, who didn't care about the marriage, just stared at Beichen Mozhan tightly.

In fact, there was a moment when Mo Xuan wanted to refuse, but his strength was not strong enough, so he could only be at their mercy, but such days would not last long.

Seeing a chill in his eyes, Lord Xuefei felt a little uneasy in his heart. But when I think that I can marry my sweetheart as I wish, there is nothing to worry about.

Mo Xuan didn't care about one more woman in the house, there were people with no feelings on the left and right, one more was not more, and one less was not less. Although he didn't care, but in the end, it was the position of the princess, and Mo Xuan was still a little unhappy in his heart.

After three rounds of drinking, he, the new prince, was already drunk and unconscious. Mo Xuan looked at King Ping and fell directly on him, and he couldn't say anything drunk clearly.

King Ping was helpless, so he could only say to Beichen Moran: "Your Majesty, King Xuan is not strong enough to drink, so Weichen will send him back to the house first." ”

"Who, who said that this king can't do it, this king, hiccup...... You can still drink it! ”

Mo Xuan shouted and wanted to take the wine glass, but unexpectedly, Beichen Mo Ran waved his hand directly, "Uncle Wang should send him back!" I really need a woman around me to watch, and look, it's all drunk like this. ”

King Ping drank his entourage and withdrew from the main hall with Mo Xuan on his way, and Mo Xuan did not settle down until he got out of the palace gate and got into the carriage.

"You're just a woman, why drink so much. Even if you sit in the position of the princess, if you don't like it, you can keep it. ”

King Ping's words made Mo Xuan laugh, and he opened the curtain to make sure that no one was eavesdropping outside, and then he spoke: "The emperor is guarding me like this, why?" I thought I had never done anything to threaten him, and I had never been involved in the court, so I almost retired. It's chilling that he did this to me. ”

"Mo Xuan, the emperor doesn't trust anyone, even I, Uncle Wang, am a roadblock in his eyes. We, the old ministers, if it weren't for the affection of the former emperor, I'm afraid that we would have already left. ”

King Ping's words made Mo Xuan sober up instantly, and a fine light flashed in his eyes, so fast that King Ping didn't have time to catch it to cover it up. When he was about to arrive at Xia Sihan's shop, Mo Xuan deliberately made a fuss with the intention of drinking.

"I want to eat wontons, it's the wontons from that store, Uncle Wang, you take me to eat!"

He pretended to be drunk and cheated to make King Ping helpless, but he thought that he hadn't seen Xia Sihan for a long time, so he asked the guards to stop and knock on the door.

When Xia Sihan opened the door and saw the drunken Mo Xuan, he instantly lost his face.

"The shop has closed, and we don't have any food here for the guest officer."

Mo Xuan saw her disgusted look, and he didn't bother to take care of it, and shouted to eat wontons in his mouth. Seeing that Xia Sihan's face was getting worse and worse, King Ping said with a smile: "King Xuan was married by the emperor today, and he is very depressed in his heart, so you should pity him." ”

"Marriage? Congratulations to King Xuan, Yang Qingze, you can cook him a bowl of noodle soup. Today's ingredients are all used up, only the noodle soup is left, if you eat it, you can stay, if you don't eat it, you will get out! ”

Mo Xuan knew from her tone that Xia Sihan's patience had reached the extreme, and he didn't dare to make any more trouble, for fear that Xia Sihan would really drive him out.

"Why aren't you accompanied by that ugly guard today?"

Xia Sihan pretended to ask him inadvertently, Mo Xuan's eyes sank, "He was injured and resting in the mansion, when did you care about him so much?" ”

"Concerned? I remember when he punched me, and sooner or later I had to get it back from him. I hear that he is injured now, but it is exactly what I want. ”

Mo Xuan was speechless, thinking that Xia Sihan held a grudge like this, hoping that there would be no share of his own in this account.

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