So in the eyes of Emperor Joan of Arc, he was just embarrassed.

So he laughed heartily again, "That's it, all of you are thin-skinned, only I am cheeky." ”

Since Si Mu and Changle are in love with each other, and they have not been married for so many years, today I will make the decision and personally marry the two of you! ”

As soon as the words fell, the people in the entire hall knelt down one after another, first holding the boundless kindness of Emperor Joan of Arc, and then began to congratulate Si Mu.

Only Si Mu is like a root in his knees. He stared at the bluestone slab in front of him.

The grass-blue slate is especially cold in winter. Kneeling for a long time is like kneeling on a sharp blade.

The chill on the floor was the prickly needle, piercing into his knees. With a chill that runs through the bone marrow and goes straight into the internal organs.

Until his heart froze, and then he seemed to hear the sound of his heart cracking.

After congratulating, someone noticed that Si Mu hadn't spoken for a long time, so someone pushed him, "General Si, hurry up and thank you!" ”

Si Mu was pushed back to his senses, and then when he turned his head, he saw Li Zhi standing beside him, with a smile in his eyes.

He urged again, "Isn't the general happy and stupid?" Thank you! ”

Si Mu turned around and took a deep breath, "The last general, the last general...... Emperor Xie Longen. As he spoke, he fell prostrate and pressed his whole body to the bluestone slab.

The chill of the bluestone slab poured in from the top of his head again, and his confused mind finally cleared.

"The last general, Emperor Xie Longen!!" He suddenly roared. Frightened, the few people who congratulated the small faces next to them trembled!

Even the Emperor Joan of Arc above was frightened enough by this sudden roar. inexplicably looked at Si Mu who was kowtowing his head and thanking him.

Wen Qingwu took advantage of the chaos in the hall and quietly walked behind Emperor Joan of Arc. At first glance, he was also startled when he heard Si Mu's roar.

She took a breath to stabilize her state of mind, and stepped forward behind Emperor Joan of Arc, "The emperor has a good eye." She said softly, her voice light and joyful, "It seems that General Si likes the fifth princess very much." ”

It's all so happy that it flies to the sky. ”

"Really?" Emperor Joan of Arc hesitated, "I'm glad that he roared what he roared?" ”

"I'm so happy that I can't express his emotions anymore when I talk normally." Wen Qingwu said. In fact, I am still a little scared in my heart.

If Fang Cai Si Mu's brain was pumped and he really said something that shouldn't be said, there were still so many courtiers and concubines in the hall, even if Emperor Zhende wanted to let her go, he would never be able to.

Tomorrow's sun will never be seen.

Listening to Wen Qingwu's words, Emperor Zhende was noncommittal. Thinking of something, he turned his head to Wen Qingwu and said, "Go and bring a jar of pear blossom brewing to Si Mu." In this way, they have one altar per person, and they are just right in pairs. Emperor Joan of Arc said as he looked back.

Wen Qingwu didn't respond immediately, and after Emperor Zhende turned around, he couldn't help but step forward and whispered, "Everyone, let's bring a jar of pear blossom brewing." ”

Emperor Joan of Arc frowned and did not respond. Wen Qingwu said tentatively, "Why don't you go and get another altar?" ”

The sake cellar where the pear blossom brew is stored is not close to this main hall, and it takes less than half an hour to go back and forth.

Emperor Joan of Arc thought about it, but still said "um". In fact, such a thing can be left to the little slaves and maids at the bottom to do. But Fang Cai was personally ordered by Emperor Zhende, and Wen Qingwu now rejected this hall a little in his heart.

Although looking at Si Mu and Changle's affairs seems to be a certainty, today's Si Mu is really abnormal. She was afraid to wait until he was okay and look at her again. Or find her business.

Then she probably won't really see the sunshine of tomorrow.

After answering, Wen Qingwu hurriedly walked out of the main hall. The congratulatory sound in the hall was still there, and the noise was endless.

Fan Yunxian is now the one who follows Wen Qingwu. In the hall, the errands were almost all under Wen Qingwu's name. Li Jianzhi didn't say much, but acquiesced in the allocation in his palace.

At this time, Wen Qingwu went to the wine cellar. The wine cellar is not close, Wen Qingwu is a woman, and she is a big palace maid, Fan Yunxian followed without thinking too much.

Si Mu was surrounded in the middle and said nice things. He pulled the corners of his mouth and hooked the most appropriate smile to hide his emotions. With a smile, he looked at her with an indifferent face in his spare eyes, and left the hall in a hurry.

He suddenly felt extremely sour inside.

The sourness spread almost from his chest to his whole body, making him unsteady.

She really didn't care at all.

That's it.

It is said that the most affectionate person in the world is the emperor. At this moment, Si Mu felt that compared to Wen Qingwu, Emperor Zhende was a warm person.

She is really affectionate, so cold that people are from skin to bones.

Wen Qingwu, who left in a hurry, would not know the sourness in Si Mu's heart at this moment. She didn't want to know.

Wen Qingwu hurriedly walked towards the palace wine cellar. Fan Yunxian also followed behind her.

It was only when he turned out of the main hall that he arrived on the boulevard where the branches and leaves were blown off by the winter wind, and he was stopped in a hurry.

Wen Qingwu looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him who suddenly jumped out from behind the trunk.

"Wen Cairen." The man bowed his head slightly to Wen Qingwu and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant. If it weren't for the clothes of the miscellaneous servants on his body, Wen Qingwu would still be an adult's entourage.

Wen Qingwu looked at the person in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and didn't speak.

The little chamberlain looked up at Wen Qingwu, and then at Fan Yunxian who was following behind her.

Fan Yunxian lowered his head, as if he didn't know what was happening in front of him. He has been by Wen Qingwu's side for a long time, and he has also learned to be silent. It's none of your business, so you don't ask too much and don't care. Anyway, what to do or not to do, just listen to Wen Cairen.

She is not very old, but she is extremely reliable. Only by following her footsteps, she will solve all the problems.

Fan Yunxian was not afraid at all.

After all, who would have thought that a little palace maid in the palace would be involved in rebellion.

Wen Qingwu saw the gaze of the little waiter, and turned his head to look at Fan Yunxian, "You go to the wine cellar to get the wine first, go back quickly and don't delay, I'll be waiting for you here." ”

Fan Yunxian raised his head and hurriedly glanced at the waiter, and then responded, "Yes." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

It wasn't until Fan Yunxian's figure walked away that the chamberlain raised his eyes to look at Wen Qingwu and turned sideways, "My lord, please come over." ”

My lord? Wen Qingwu's heart moved.

She remembered what she had said to Shen Yao on the day of the Plum Blossom Banquet.

Turn your head and look along.

The side of the body happened to be another road in the shade of the trees. It's just that the road is no better than the big road where I am located, which is full of octagonal palace lights, illuminating the whole road brightly. On that road, there was not a single octagonal palace lamp.

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