Yang Qiqi was very excited in his heart, his chest seemed to be churning, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

This is a kind of excitement that gushes out after something that I have never forgotten, longed forward to, and suddenly come true. Her tears burst out of her eyes.

In the end, he also held Murong Zhao's arms tightly and said in a low voice, "Eleven, thank you." She couldn't say anything but thank you with a heartfelt and full mouth.

Murong Zhao's cloak was blown off, he shook it violently, hugged Yang Qiqi into his arms very neatly, and imprinted a deep kiss on her forehead.

Yang Qiqi raised his head, and in the moonlight, Murong Zhao's jaw angle was particularly prominent. His eyes shimmered with scorching starlight, and when he looked closely, his dark and beautiful eyes were filled with tears of excitement. His body trembled slightly, and he hugged Yang Qiqi very hard. I'm afraid that in the next moment, she will lose it again and regain it.

Yang Qiqi whispered to Murong Zhao, "I didn't mean to break your heart, I was just scared." If you were safe, I'd rather nothing had happened. However, I can't bear you, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life. This road, if you don't regret going on, no matter what the outcome is, I will accompany you. ”

Murong Zhao's tears flickered, and he felt that this was the most beautiful love word he had ever heard, Yang Qiqi had ever said. He hugged Yang Qiqi's waist tightly, leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and kissed her deeply and long. Then, he directly took Yang Qiqi's hand and went to Emperor Yonghui's bedroom.

At that time, Emperor Yonghui was talking to He Qingtai in the warm pavilion, and the palace people guarding the door outside the hall suddenly entered the door and said: "Your Majesty, Your Highness the Eleventh and the Lord of Rongping have arrived." ”

Emperor Yonghui was obviously stunned, and soon, he said in a deep voice: "Let them go back, if you have anything to say, wait until tomorrow's canonization ceremony." ”

He Qingtai accompanied him and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, Your Highness Eleventh is here at this time, maybe there is something important!" ”

Emperor Yonghui frowned, and said with great displeasure: "The son was born by me, what did they think, can I not know?" The seventh and thirteenth have a heart for Yang Qiqi, but they are afraid that the eleventh's heart is no less than theirs. I didn't see it, I didn't listen. When Yang Qiqi's name is certain, no matter what they think, they will all honestly put it into my stomach! ”

He Qingtai carefully reminded Emperor Yonghui: "Your Majesty, if something like this happens, you also have to think about the time when you respected the virtuous concubine." ”

When Emperor Yonghui heard this, his brows frowned and slowly relaxed. Zhu Jianyue's face appeared in front of him, and his heart suddenly softened.

Zhu Jianyue used to be a talented woman with unparalleled beauty and fame in the capital, but at that time, he had already married a wife. And Zhu Jianyue is the concubine of Xun Guogong, the most beloved pearl in the palm, and was given to her younger brother Murong Jin early.

But Murong Jin never knew how to pity Xiang Xiang and cherish jade. is reckless in doing things, and he is very wooden.

He and Zhu Jianyue fell in love at first sight. At the wedding, he made face for Murong Jin, and he was the one who welcomed the marriage.

That day, an inexplicable gust of wind blew off the bride's red hijab and landed at his feet. He picked up the red hijab, and the moment his eyes met when he looked up, Zhu Jianyue's shy and cowardly expression made him haunted him.

And on the night of the wedding, Murong Jin didn't enter the cave room, because he made a bet with someone during the toast, he was stunned and pulled a few children of the family and ran directly to Xiyuan.

Emperor Yonghui was extremely angry at that time, but he was extremely happy in his heart. It was because of that that that he was able to accompany Zhu Jianyue through the window of the new house to talk for most of the night.

It wasn't until the twenty-second year of Longshuo, when the two interacted for the first time, that Emperor Yonghui realized that Zhu Jianyue had left him with a white body. Such a move made him extremely moved, and he secretly vowed to let Zhu Jianyue enter the palace in a dignified manner and give her the title she deserves.

But after Zhu Jianyue became pregnant with Murong Zhao, it was out of control. The queen mother, who was still the queen at the time, came forward and gave Zhu Jianyue a bowl of abortion medicine very decisively. Zhu Jianyue broke the bowl of medicine in front of the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother hated Zhu Jianyue's watery poplar flower, and until Zhu Jianyue's death, she never got the Queen Mother's understanding.

Emperor Yonghui remembered all kinds of past events, and his mood was also extremely heavy. She had paid so much for him, but in the end, he couldn't do anything, not even the Zhu family, but he couldn't protect her.

Emperor Yonghui let out a long sigh and said to He Qingtai: "You go and call the Eleventh Prince and Yang Qiqi in, I want to see what they want to say." ”

He Qingtai said yes respectfully, and immediately turned around and went outside the hall to invite Murong Zhao into the door.

Murong Zhao walked in holding Yang Qiqi's hand tightly, even if he saw Emperor Yonghui and saluted him, he didn't let go of his hand.

Emperor Yonghui stared at his son, who came to Shi Wei, with a terrible headache, frowning, and said: "Men and women don't kiss, eleven, you still don't let go of your hand." ”

Murong Zhao looked at Emperor Yonghui with a particularly resolute expression, and said, "Father, please give marriage to Erchen and Yang Qiyu!" ”

Emperor Yonghui saw a look of déjà vu, but he couldn't compromise. The queen and Concubine Li both had Yang Qiqi's idea, if they were at this juncture, they would marry the two of them. I'm afraid that the son who didn't go well with the peace in the first place will find it even more difficult to have a good life in the future. Yang Qiqi is the target of everyone, if she enters the eleventh prince's mansion, then the crown prince, the fifth prince, the seventh prince and the thirteenth prince, plus a Yongping Marquis Mansion, and now there is another Xinyang Hou. These arrows will be directed towards his beloved son.

So, how could he put Murong Zhao on the fire and roast it?

Emperor Yonghui slapped the table suddenly, pointed at Murong Zhao and Yang Qiqi and said, "Ridiculous! What you really say is child's play? You don't joke, I have already made a clear will, you are famous brothers and sisters! ”

Murong Zhao said stubbornly: "If you don't carry out the canonization ceremony, and you don't sacrifice to your ancestors, you are not brothers and sisters." Father can announce the marriage at the canonization ceremony, which is not a remorse, and it will not ruin your prestige. ”

Emperor Yonghui gritted his teeth angrily and said: "I have already opened my mouth in front of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, and I will never change my mouth again." I plan to accept Yang Qiqi as my daughter, so I won't let her be my daughter-in-law. Where are all the courtesy, righteousness and shame that your master gave you? You spread your hands! ”

Murong Zhao refused to waver at all, held Yang Qiqi's hand tightly, and said, "It is not without precedent for the father to issue a clear edict and change his mind. Moreover, even if Miss Yang Qi is your princess, she and I are not real flesh and blood. There is no rule in this world that the prince cannot marry the princess! ”

Emperor Yonghui was angry, and said directly: "Yang Qiqi has Rongping Sanzhou in his hands, and the relationship behind it is complicated. The queen and Concubine Li coveted her, they were all ill-intentioned, and if you wanted to marry her so wholeheartedly, you were also ill-intentioned! I'm not old foolish, I'm not dead! Emperor Yonghui said this, but he didn't really think so. He just wanted to use such a likeness to make Murong Zhao retreat.

Murong Zhao said unhurriedly: "If the father suspects the intentions of the son, the son will invite the father and the emperor to demote the son to a concubine. Erchen is willing to be Yang Qiqi's concubine, such as the Duke of Yuguo. ”

When Emperor Yonghui heard this, there was a "buzzing" sound in his ears, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he almost didn't faint immediately. He shot the case, pointed at Murong Zhao angrily and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill Yang Qiqi?" ”

Murong Zhao smiled and said indifferently: "The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die." If the father had to do this, she would give birth to me, and he would die and I would die. ”

Emperor Yonghui took two steps back angrily, and sat down on the dragon chair in a dejected manner, his angry eyelids jumping suddenly.

Murong Zhao paused word by word, and said exceptionally firmly: "Son, please father and emperor, you will marry us!" ”

Emperor Yonghui picked up the colored glazed porcelain vase at hand and threw it over according to Murong Zhao. This colored glazed porcelain vase is not small, if it is really thrown away, it will have to beat Murong Zhao to the skin. But at this moment, Murong Zhao didn't even hide, but subconsciously grabbed Yang Qiqi with his hand. Turning his head, he covered her in his arms and exposed his back in front of Emperor Yonghui.

This scene is familiar.

Emperor Yonghui couldn't cry or laugh, and shouted repeatedly: "What a sin!" Do evil! I have done foolish things in the past, and now I am truly retribution! ”

Murong Zhao said: "Father, please give us a marriage!" ”

Emperor Yonghui raised his voice and shouted: "Come on, send Yang Qiqi to the heavenly prison for me!" ”

As soon as Murong Zhao heard this, his face became extremely solemn at that time, and he said: "Father, Qiqi can't help but be the concubine of the Duke of Yu, the person who is particularly valued by the Duke of Liang and the Duke of Hubei, and the county lord who was personally canonized by the Emperor of Southern Liang. You can't touch her. ”

Emperor Yonghui said: "Even if I kill her, and besides, she has a serious illness and suddenly dies, who can do anything to me?" ”

At this moment, Murong Zhao felt unprecedented regret in his heart. He refused to let go of Yang Qiqi's hand at all, but asked Yang Qiqi in a low voice, "Xiao Qi, are you afraid?" ”

Yang Qiqi smiled clearly, and responded to him very resolutely: "Eleven, as long as you don't regret it, no matter what kind of road ahead, I will accompany you down." ”

Murong Zhao raised his head and said, "Father, if you insist on doing so, please also send your sons to prison." If Xiao Qi can't survive tonight, then early tomorrow morning, the eleventh prince of Dayan will also die of illness. When the time comes, please be kind to your father and bury the two of us together. ”

Emperor Yonghui laughed coldly, and said continuously: "Good, good, good, good life and death!" Then I will fulfill you and send you together into prison! Don't think that if you are my son, I will relent, and I will spare your disobedience! There will always be times when you regret it! ”

Emperor Yonghui said that, he called someone again and pressed the two of them to the prison together.

From beginning to end, Murong Zhao did not let go of Yang Qiqi's hand.