This canonization banquet lasted until the afternoon, when Yang Qiqi came out of the Lintoe Palace.

The winter sun is shining high, and the sky is exceptionally clear and clear. Although Yang Qiqi was full of worries about the future, he was not afraid or uneasy at all.

In fact, she was stirred up with an indescribable anticipation and excitement. The kind of imagination about the future that will become family with Murong Zhao flashed one scene after another in her mind. She couldn't say that subtle emotion, but she knew one thing clearly. At this moment, no matter who you are, don't want to snatch away this hard-won happiness.

"Little Seven."

As soon as Yang Qiqi stepped on the sedan chair, a gentle and gentle call sounded behind him. She turned her head, and the gold tassels on either side of the red gold treasure corolla swept across her face, being blown by a slight breeze. This time, the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it. Murong Zhao was fascinated by it, and the smile on his face became brighter and gentle.

Yang Qiqi bumped into Murong Zhao's affectionate eyes, and his beautiful eyes were like stars in the sky, scorching with light. Yang Qiqi blushed a little unnaturally, his heart was slightly shy, and he unconsciously tilted his head slightly, avoiding Murong Zhao's affectionate gaze.

But her heart suddenly brightened.

He was her eleven, and his gaze at her hadn't changed since they first met nine years ago.

Murong Zhao smiled, stepped forward and said, "It's very warm today, I'll send you back to Huacheng Courtyard, let's go back." ”

Yang Qiqi naturally had a lot of things to ask Murong Zhao, so he immediately said "um", abandoned the sedan chair, and walked side by side with Murong Zhao.

From the temple to the temple, you have to walk a long palace alley. The scenery of the red walls and tiles on both sides is no different from the scenery of Daming Palace. The two of them were walking in it at the moment, and they were unconsciously in a trance.

After walking quietly for a while, Yang Qiqi suddenly felt a warm finger, and Murong Zhao's generous palm firmly held Yang Qiqi's hand. Yang Qiqi's fingertips were hot, and his heart became warm and sweet.

"I can walk with you like this, it seems that you have never left, and the two of us have always been dependent on each other." Murong Zhao's voice was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't help but whisper again: "I'm sorry, I lost you back then, and let you go through so many unbearable and tribulations. ”

Yang Qiqi lowered his head, smiled gently, and said softly: "If you hadn't lost me, a little female official, how to get His Majesty's approval and marriage, don't mention the past, as long as we can be together for a long time in the future." ”

Murong Zhao looked back and looked at Yang Qiqi's snow-white and slender neck, her quiet and gentle appearance made Murong Zhao unable to take his eyes off at all: "No," he said, clenching Yang Qiqi's hand even more, and said, "I will always hold you and keep looking at you." ”

Yang Qiqi burst out laughing, and his smile was extraordinarily bright. She turned her head, looked at Murong Zhao with a warm gaze, and asked, "When His Majesty gave you the marriage, you looked like you knew it well. But when you went to see Your Majesty, you convinced her? ”

Murong Zhao shook his head and said with a smile: "How can it be so easy!" I just told my father that no matter how he canonized, I still won't marry you. After returning home, I asked An Liang and them to invite Zi Ao to come over, and asked people to pack up and prepare the carriage. My father has been staring at me, so he naturally knows what I'm having. He has always been the most shrewd person, so naturally he can't lose his wife and soldiers. ”

Yang Qiqi was simply surprised, and said, "You are so blatantly threatening Your Majesty?" I don't fear that he will be angry and lock you up again. ”

Murong Zhao laughed as a matter of course and said, "When you pay more filial piety to your father in the future, you will understand your father's character." He has always been thunderous and rainy to me. ”

Of course, Yang Qiqi understands that Emperor Yonghui's favorite son is Murong Zhao. If someone else dares to do it like this, I'm afraid that it will become more and more stiff.

The two talked and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at the Huachengyuan.

As soon as the gate of the courtyard evolved, Hui Silk was waiting at the door in person. Seeing Yang Qiqi and Murong Zhao coming together, he hurriedly stepped forward with a smile, saluted Murong Zhao and Yang Qiqi, and said respectfully: "Your Highness Wan'an, Princess Rongping Jin'an." ”

Yang Qiqi was very uncomfortable and stepped forward to help a handful of silk, and said, "But has the Queen Mother summoned me for something?" I'm still tired of you, Auntie, waiting here in person! ”

Hui Silk smiled and said, "There are distinguished guests." ”

Yang Qiqi heard this, and it was even more strange. What kind of person can be called a distinguished guest by the people of Kasein? When she and Murong Zhao entered the main hall, she couldn't laugh anymore.

This distinguished guest is not an outsider, but Pei Xin.

Pei Xin was sitting upright on the upper seat of the Huacheng Courtyard at this time, sipping fragrant tea lightly.

Yang Qiqi was stunned and subconsciously blurted out: "Master......"

Murong Zhao was also stunned, a little unable to come back to his senses, how could Pei Xin suddenly enter the palace?

Pei Xin hadn't seen Yang Qiqi for several days because of the change of parents. Because he was suddenly canonized into the palace, Yang Qiqi had no leisure time to go to Pei Xin to say goodbye. Now that they suddenly met, Yang Qiqi was very weak in his heart at first.

Pei Xin had told her several times that he should not marry into the royal family, nor should he be very close to the eleventh prince. Now, the two of them have been given marriage by Emperor Yonghui, and Yang Qiqi feels that this situation is even worse than the previous change of parents. She was full of apologies for Pei Xin in her heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Qiqi's eyes couldn't help but sour. Tears of fear and worry suddenly spread to his eyes.

"Master......" is different from Fang Cai's panic, this time it is full of worry and remorse.

The Queen Mother smiled indifferently and said to Yang Qiqi: "No matter how you say that today is a good day for you, the mourning family pondered, you should really want to talk to your master." Only then did he take it upon himself to take Mr. Qingping into the palace. ”

Murong Zhao quickly came back to his senses, slowly pulled Yang Qiqi's sleeve, took the lead in taking a step forward, greeted the Queen Mother, and then said to Pei Xin very respectfully and flatteringly: "Mr. Pei is well." ”

Pei Xin also stood up and saluted Murong Zhao, "I've seen His Highness Eleven." After Pei Xin finished speaking, he no longer looked at Murong Zhao, but turned his head to the Queen Mother and said, "Can Weichen say two words with Rong and alone." ”

The Queen Mother bowed her head slightly, and immediately instructed Hui Silk: "Please Mr. go to the Library." ”

Yang Qiqi was very sensitive to the fact that the Queen Mother's attitude towards Pei Xin was particularly respectful and respectful. Hui Silk immediately made a gesture of invitation to Pei Xin, and said, "Sir, please." ”

Yang Qiqi glanced up at Murong Zhao, but seeing that Murong Zhao nodded at her gently, she mustered up her courage and followed Pei Xin to the Book Pavilion with a firm gaze.

"Master, please stop being arrogant. Master told me not to have a close relationship with the Eleventh Prince, but in fact, I did keep my distance from the Eleventh Prince from the beginning. But ......" As soon as Yang Qiqifu entered the library, he immediately knelt down in front of Pei Xin's back. She first admitted her mistake to Pei Xin, and told Pei Xin everything she had done before Murong Zhao. In the end, Yang Qiqi held back his tears and choked up: "Master is the closest person to Rong He in this world. Whatever you think and think, it must be for me. However, life is so long. No one can guarantee that if I marry the Marquis of Yongping, I will be able to live a peaceful and happy life. Master, I would like to live with His Highness Eleventh day and night. But if you don't understand, you can't forgive in this life! ”

After Yang Qiqi finished speaking, he couldn't help but cry.

Pei Xin couldn't help but sigh for a long time, turned his head and slowly stepped forward to help Yang Qiqi up, and said, "So far, what else do I have to blame you." No one can predict what will happen in the future, as long as you choose it yourself and be satisfied. His Royal Highness Eleventh is not bad, it's just that as a teacher, it is inevitable that he will be prejudiced against the royal family......" Pei Xin said this, his expression was indescribably lonely, and finally patted Yang Qiqi's shoulder without saying anything to show comfort.

Yang Qiqi added a layer of sadness and sadness in his heart, and called out at a loss, "Master." ”

Pei Xin smiled and said gently: "Girl, Master can't protect you for a lifetime." Fortunately, if the eleventh prince is a good destination, you will raise your eyebrows with him and grow old. If it is not a good home, you still have the three states of Rongping as a side and dependence. Always remember, don't wronged yourself anytime and anywhere. ”

Yang Qiqi's heart was like being filled with lead, and he fell and sank, "Master, are you going back to Nanliang?" ”

Pei Xin said: "I still have to watch you get married, and then go back to Nanliang." ”

Yang Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, and his mood became much more relaxed with Pei Xin's words.

Her marriage with Murong Zhao is already a certainty, just waiting for the Ministry of Rites to select the last few auspicious days of the zodiac.

This marriage came suddenly, and most of the royal relatives and nobles in Luoyang were not happy to see this marriage come to fruition.

On the third day of the first lunar month, Murong Shi set up a banquet in Guijin Building, and invited the twelve princes, Zhang Zonghei, Wei Lin, and Qin Ce, but Yuan Ziao, who had always been the most enthusiastic and enveloped, was missing.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Murong Shi was slightly drunk and sighed: "Ziyong, I'm really worthless for you!" ”

Zhang Zongsi's expression was extremely dull, and since he got married, he has been in this kind of distress almost all day long. When he heard Murong Shi say this, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy in his heart, and said, "What is it worthless for me at this time, Your Highness the Seventh?" ”

Murong Shi coughed, his expression was very subtle, and he looked very difficult to speak. But without waiting for Zhang Zongsi to ask him, he seemed to be drunk, so he opened his mouth without scruples, and said, "That Yang San girl, it was forced to you by the Yuguo Mansion." Now that I look at it, I can understand that the Yuguo Mansion is fighting this idea! ”

Zhang Zongsi raised his eyebrows, and thought to himself: Doesn't this matter of changing relatives have anything to do with you Murong Shi?