The sky was bright, and at the gate of the city, Huang Lingfeng and his maidservant Chun Wumeng sat in the carriage and walked slowly.

Huang Lingfeng's soft veil half-covered her face, the pearls collided and jingled, she opened the curtain of the carriage, a pair of soft eyes like a fox slanted back and raised her eyebrows, the towering city tower gradually blurred in the mist, she slowly hooked the corners of her mouth.

"Good day...... There will be a period later. ”

"Princess, how did you talk to the emperor of the Northern Heavenly Burning Kingdom?" Chun Wumeng asked softly.

Huang Lingfeng lowered the curtain, his eyes turned twice, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's okay." ”

"Now...... All you need to do is play at my father's place. Huang Lingfeng smiled, and his dark brown eyes exuded a strange light.

Chun Wumeng stared at his master quietly, and a depressed feeling went straight to his heart: "That...... Sister Xia in this palace, princess ......"

"Since the corpse has been thrown away by the Emperor of the Northern Heavenly Sea, it is not good for us to come back." Referring to Xia Zhezhu, who was killed for assassinating Chu Changting, Huang Lingfeng bit his lip, his eyes dimmed a little, "Go back and set up a tomb for her, so that she can also return to her hometown." ”

"The princess bodhisattva heart." Chun Wumeng lowered his head and said softly.

As the wedding date got closer and closer, both the Chu Mansion and the Shen Mansion were busy up and down. Chu Minghong looked at the crimson on his daughter's face, and the uneasiness in his heart became bigger and bigger, and the sense of crisis slowly spread in his heart like a haze with the laughter and laughter of the Chu Mansion.

Chu Minghong took advantage of the leisure to paced to the Qingliang Mountain in the backyard, and went straight to the deepest valley from the secret passage, watching the well-trained soldiers dancing with knives and guns in unison, he squinted his eyes and sighed, a cold white haqi slowly filled in the cold air, like a creeping snake.

As soon as he closed his eyes, it was the last scene of his wife Mo Jiutian being killed, sixteen years ago, he sneaked into the cold palace through the back door, and saw the lady who swore to die lying on the doorrail, and the two lines of blood and tears were particularly dazzling.

The mediocre emperor Yi Hengdao, because of his greed for his wife's beauty, secretly robbed him into the palace, poor Mo Jiutian was forced to separate his flesh and blood soon after giving birth to Chu Changting, and she swore not to succumb to Yi Hengdao, and was finally abandoned by the angry Yi Hengdao in the cold palace and scarred to die.

Yi Hengdao indulged in drinking and singing day and night, but he didn't fold this country into it. After his death, Yi Lunhuan turned the tide as if he had atoned for his sins and governed the country in an orderly manner.

But why, why did he ignore the government and politics, and barely supported the precarious country by relying on the ministers in the court, hiding in the harem and spending all day and wine without anyone sanctioning him; And he worked hard for Beitian Zhuo all his life, but he had to be treated like this by the faint king and lost his favorite wife.

Why should he guard his country for his descendants?

Chu Minghong followed the secret passage and walked to another hidden place, a lonely mound sleeping between heaven and earth. He paced slowly, his already rough hand slicing across the cold tombstone, and two lines of cloudy tears slipped down.

"Jiutian, don't worry, the long pavilion has been entrusted to a good person. I will let Chu Nan follow Chu Changting into the Shen family, Chu Nan, do you remember...... It's the little boy I picked up from the side of the road, he is growing up, and I believe that he will be able to protect Changting in the future. Sixteen years have passed, and I have made clear arrangements for the Chu family and the Mo family to settle down and be dismissed. I'm almost done with what happened after my death, and I'll avenge you. ”

"When it's all over, we'll see each other again." Chu Minghong closed his eyes slightly, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched because of the pain.

At this time, Kun and Gong.

Kang Jiuhe stood beside Yi Lunhuan and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the fifty girls below are the girls who have been tried three times, just waiting for the emperor's final trial." ”

The girl at the bottom seemed to know

Yi Lunhuan squinted and glanced at the girl below, and pouted lightly in an unnoticed arc.

"A bunch of mediocre people."

Yi Lunhuan's gaze swept over the women standing shyly in the hall like waves, and finally his gaze stayed on a woman in emerald clothes, he pointed with his slender fingers, Kang Jiuhe immediately met, and said happily: "Wei Huanting, the daughter of Wei Wenxing, the Qing of Honglu Temple——"

When Wei Huanting heard the voice, the joy in her eyes flashed, and the smoke and water flower skirt accompanied the lotus step gently moved to open up layers of waves, like a hundred flowers blooming step by step. Facing her eyes of surprise or envy or jealousy, Wei Huanting stood in the center of the front and knelt down and saluted: "The people's daughter Wei Huanting sees the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live, long live, long live——"

Wei Huanting's voice was slightly hoarse, but she still couldn't hide the delicate and charming in her bones. A pair of light pink apricot blossom eyes quietly glanced at Yi Lunhuan in the main hall, and the white and tender little face suddenly turned pink.

Wei Huanting secretly rejoiced in her heart, she didn't expect that the current emperor would be so handsome and handsome, a young talent. It's just that I don't know if it's true that the outside world rumors say that he is indifferent and arrogant, and never shows a smile to the people around him.

The girl's ignorant heartbeat was fully seen by Yi Lunhuan, and he looked at Wei Huanting's apricot blossom eyes, as if he was reminiscing about the old man who had passed away.

"Let's be flat." Yi Lunhuan took a sip of tea, carefully opened the file of the show girls, found the page of Wei Huanting, looked at it for a long time, and said, "Your birthday is the fourth ...... of the first month of June?" It's really interesting. ”

Wei Huanting didn't know what Yi Lunhuan was going to test herself, and she was in a cold sweat.

"The 64th is in the yin position, and he is in the right position, and he inherits the righteous king of the 95th year." Yi Lunhuan's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, slender

A distant light was cast into his eyes.

As soon as the words came out, the hearts of the show girls who were full of poetry and books at the bottom were half cold, and there were still a few show girls who didn't know what to do and listened blankly. Kang Jiuhe's heart is also tight, he has been by Yi Lunhuan's side since he was a child, and naturally understands that Yi Lunhuan likes to study Zhou Yi's gossip the most, and he also knows a little bit about it, thinking that if this Wei Huanting really understands Zhou Yi, it will inevitably be appreciated by Yi Lunhuan. Wei Huanting will definitely rise in the future.

Wei Huanting let go of the powder fist that she had been clenching just now as if she was relieved, and her face couldn't help but show a smile of ambition, and her lips opened lightly: "June Fourth, marriage proposal, auspicious, no disadvantage." Her voice was low and hoarse, like a gentle breeze blowing through the vast desert, raising a handful of cool sand.

The gravel fell, disturbing Yi Lunhuan's heart with itching.

Hearing this, Kang Jiu and several officials and grandmothers in charge of affairs on the side all believed that this Wei Huanting must have a very high position, and now that the harem is empty, the queen's position has always been ownerless, and it seems that she wants to become the bag of this Wei Huanting.

Yi Lunhuan looked at her Yangyue lips again, looked at Wei Huanting from head to toe again, picked up the throat-moistening mountain gardenia tea and took a big sip, and said, "Feng-"

Everyone held their breath.

"Zhaoyi." Yi Lunhuan paused, and then looked at Wei Huanting's smiling lips, "Give the word moon." ”

Some of the show girls below were relieved, and some were still unclear So, Kang Jiuhe was really taken aback, he thought that Wei Huanting's position would be higher, and the emperor also gave her a word, obviously obsessed with her.

Wei Huanting was also a little surprised, she also thought that her position would be higher, but she still received the order with joy.

Yi Lunhuan looked at Wei Huanting's distant back, his eyes gradually blurred, and he didn't know who he was looking at.

The position of the queen must be left to you.

I'm waiting for you to come to me obediently.