Yang Fu returned to the Yuguo Mansion with the front foot, and the people who gave gifts and said goodbye to the Yuguo Mansion also arrived at the Yuguo Mansion one after another.

Not long after, the holy decree of Emperor Yonghui was also handed down. But after half a moment's effort, the Ministry of Rites even prepared the day of canonization, and it was set on the morning of the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month, and it was just around the corner.

The whole of the Yuguo Mansion was called out to accompany Yang Qiqi to kneel to receive the holy decree. Even Mrs. Li, who was in poor spirits in the past two days, was helped out by Li Kangping's family.

Hearing the emperor's decree, Mrs. Li didn't come up in one breath, and directly fainted angrily.

Yang Qiqi sighed in her heart, but Emperor Jue Yonghui suddenly issued such a holy decree, which was fundamentally related to her marriage.

Yang Fu stood up and beckoned Yang Qiqi into the main hall with a calm face, and the father and daughter retreated left and right, talking alone in the inner room.

"You can go to the palace in peace, but you are also clever, as unpredictable as today. The emperor suddenly made such a will, and he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse. Left and right, don't turn your majesty upside down, and ...... again"

"Don't worry, I'm me, and the Yuguo Mansion is the Yuguo Mansion. If Your Majesty wants my life, I will not affect you, or the Yuguo Mansion. Yang Qiqi listened to Yang Fu's words and listened to him boringly, and when he said the last sentence, he directly interrupted him.

Yang Fu was very embarrassed, and reluctantly turned around and said: "Father doesn't mean that, you are from the Yuguo Mansion, and my father also wants you to be safe......

Yang Qiqi stood up directly, didn't hear Yang Fu's words at all, but interrupted coldly: "It's not early, I'll go back and pack up and prepare to enter the palace." ”

Yang Qiqi was upset at this moment, and he didn't have the heart to say anything to Yang Fu at all.

Emperor Yonghui's actions were no different from what she thought. This means that her marriage with Murong Zhao can only be stopped here.

How can you say this feeling? My heart was wrenched, and I was unwilling, sad and couldn't breathe.

What should she do? Should she retreat or advance?

Let's say that Murong Shi entered the inner palace with a heavy heart, and Concubine Li had just heard such a thunderbolt news, and was about to order someone to invite Murong Shi to come over.

"What's going on, why did you suddenly issue such a holy decree?" Concubine Li frowned, and asked Murong Shi to tell her the situation in the main hall in more detail.

Murong Shi simply told the situation at that time, and asked Li Guifei what happened last night.

Concubine Li's face turned a little pale, and she said, "The emperor was invited away by the queen's side halfway, and then came to me again." He didn't say anything, and I thought about the opportunity, so I tactfully told him about the marriage. Who would have thought, it turned out that the queen invited Her Majesty over yesterday, and it was also for the purpose of marriage, she was asking to marry Yang Qiqi for the thirteenth. ”

Murong Shi's face turned dark, and he asked Li Guifei in disbelief: "So the mother concubine didn't see whether her father was happy or not, and she didn't see the level of her father's eyebrows, so she just said that with him?" ”

Concubine Li Guifei was also very annoyed and blamed herself, hung her head and whispered: "Your father obviously deliberately tricked me, I didn't think too much about it at the time, and besides, I kept an eye on it, and I didn't say that I had to ask the emperor for marriage." ”

Murong Shi asked Concubine Li Guifei carefully, and Emperor Yonghui's expression at that time probably said something.

When he came out of Concubine Li's place, Murong Shi's heart was extremely heavy. Now going to marry in front of Emperor Yonghui is obviously asking for his own death. But things have come to this point, and it is really unwilling to give Yang Qiqi away.

Murong Shi pondered, this road is not working, is it possible to change the route and let others ask Emperor Yonghui for marriage, Emperor Yonghui to prevent ambition, turn his head and marry Yang Qiqi to his head? When Murong Shi thought of this, he couldn't help but smile helplessly, even his own heart was like a mirror, such a thought was simply wishful thinking.

Murong Shi was extremely worried, did he want to let go of Yang Qiqi completely?

On the other side, Murong Zhao and Murong Xi retreated from the court and immediately went to the Empress Dowager's palace.

Emperor Yonghui made such a fanfare, and the wind in the harem has always blown the fastest. The Queen Mother had already heard such news, and she pondered and pondered, and Emperor Yonghui suddenly came up with such an idea on a whim. That is, these grandchildren of their own should not even think about it, and the best candidate is obviously the Duke of Liang. It just so happened that it also fulfilled the heart of the eldest princess of Wanchun.

As soon as Murong Xi entered the door, he hurriedly asked An to salute, and then stepped forward and said, "Imperial Grandmother, have you heard of it?" The father recognized the seventh cousin as a daughter, and at this time he is asking the people of the Yuguo Mansion to prepare to send the seventh cousin into the palace to accompany you for the New Year! ”

The queen mother saw the thoughts of these two grandchildren about Yang Qiqi clearly. Now that the emperor has dealt with it like this, she thinks it's very good, so that her brother won't be embarrassed because of a woman. But before Thirteen and Eleven, he was like a black-eyed chicken, and he had to fight with you without me, with me without you. But since he came back from Nanliang, the two brothers seem to be more harmonious. This, the Queen Mother is a little unclear.

"This is a great thing, there are few girls in our palace, and the mourning family is very happy to have room and companionship around them." The Queen Mother sighed with a smile.

When Murong Xi heard this, his heart suddenly turned cold, "Then she, she's not too young, too, it's time to kiss...... You can't always stay with you, the Imperial Grandmother. Besides, if my father recognizes her as a daughter, then we ......"

Murong Xi is a straight gut, and he can't accept that Yang Qiqi has become a sister inexplicably. At this time, he expressed all his unwillingness to the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother's eyes crossed Murong Xi's body and fell on Murong Zhao's body. Murong Zhao's brows were furrowed, and he couldn't hide his worries. The Queen Mother's eyes fell on Murong Zhao's body, and she said with a smile: "When Qiqi's canonization ceremony is over, you are the brother and sister whose names have been decided, and you have to take extra care of her." Besides, how old she is, only seventeen. The mourning family kept her until she was nineteen years old, remarried, and married out. Moreover, the mourning family now has a suitable candidate! ”

Murong Xi was stunned for a moment, and said in a daze: "Candidate, what candidate?" ”

The Queen Mother rubbed her forehead and interrupted: "The mourning family asked people to prepare lunch, and you two brothers just stayed." What do you want to eat? When you come back from Nanliang, you will lose weight, and the march is not good at eating and sleeping, and it is the most tossed! ”

Murong Xi was very anxious in his heart, turned his head to look at Murong Zhao, who was expressionless, and gave Murong Zhao a look.

Murong Zhao didn't say anything, only nodded lightly and said "yes" to the Queen Mother.

When Murong Xi saw him like this, he was even more anxious.

The Queen Mother smiled, stood up slowly, and asked them, "Is the plum blossom in the garden good?" ”

Murong Zhao replied gently: "It is the time when it is in good bloom, and the garden is full of fire, like clouds. ”

The Queen Mother smiled: "Let's go out for a walk, and when we come back, Rong He has also arrived, and lunch has been prepared." ”

Murong Xi didn't have the heart to eat, and while accompanying the Queen Mother to get up and go out, he hurriedly asked, "Grandmother Huang, who are you going to marry Qiqi to?" ”

The Queen Mother glared at Murong Xi and said, "Your father's holy decree has been issued, why are you still asking this?" Whoever Rong and marry into will not enter the door of our Murong family. Learn more from your eleventh brother. ”

At this moment, Murong Xi was as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on his head and face, from the inside out, revealing the coldness of his heart.

"Imperial grandmother, grandson can't stand the flower, and he can't eat the meal. Brother Eleven likes to fold his arms and hide them in his sleeves, breaking his teeth and swallowing blood, but his grandson can't do it. After Murong Xi finished speaking, he turned his head and left.

Seeing him leave like this, Hui Silk let out a "ah", and was about to catch up, "Your Highness the Thirteenth ......"

The Queen Mother smiled strangely and said, "Hui Silk, don't stop him, let him go." Left and right, no matter how much he makes trouble, it is also okay. When the Queen Mother said this, she turned her head and reminded Murong Zhao: "It's you, don't think about it in your heart like a gourd." If both of you are against your father, then no one should think about it! ”

Murong Zhao pursed his lips and did not respond to the Empress Dowager's words, but pointed to the distance and said, "Imperial grandmother, grandson will pick a few more for you and take them back to insert the bottle." ”

The Queen Mother didn't say anything, Murong Zhao didn't say anything, turned her head and walked into Merlin. He was dressed in a blue-gray mink coat, and his back when he walked into the plum forest made people feel extremely lonely.

Hui Silk whispered in the Queen Mother's ear: "Look, His Highness the Thirteenth is in a hurry, but the slave maid is only afraid that the most bitter in her heart is His Highness the Eleventh." ”

The Queen Mother smiled and asked Hui Silk rhetorically: "Bitter? Who is not bitter in this life? Those who seek benevolence and reap benevolence are Buddhas, not sentient beings. ”

Murong Zhao looked indifferent on his face, but his heart had been twisted into a ball, he had never been so confused and passive. Before he knew it, he had picked the red plums in his arms. The snow soaked his front placket.

Hui Silk couldn't bear it in her heart, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, where is it to fold a few branches for the Queen Mother to insert bottles, you are planning to fold them out and sell them." At the end of the year, the Eleventh Prince's Mansion is tight, so why don't you talk to the Queen Mother! ”

Murong Zhao smiled reluctantly, and accompanied the Queen Mother back to Huacheng Courtyard.

At that time, Yang Qiqi had already arrived, and just took off her cloak, the palace maid who turned into a courtyard brought her hot tea with extra kindness.

As soon as the Queen Mother entered the door, Yang Qiqi was holding tea. The Queen Mother smiled and said, "Warm your hands quickly, don't salute." Look at your little face, it's red from the cold! The Queen Mother said that, and took people into the inner room to change clothes.

In the entire hall of Huacheng Courtyard, only Murong Zhao and Yang Qiqi remained.

Murong Zhao looked at Yang Qiqi with deep eyes, and didn't say a word.

Yang Qiqi lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him, with a sour emotion in his heart, he lowered his voice and said cowardly: "Your Highness Eleven, let's stop the good things we said before." ”