The mandarin duck red tent, the candlelight is brilliant, but it is reflected on her pale face, with a heartbreaking beauty.

The heavy curtains blocked the view, and even more so from the exploration of the people on both sides of the street.

Zhaoyang sat in the sedan chair, accompanied by the guards opening the way and the horses' hooves, she only felt that her heart was empty, everything was strange and cold.

She remembered the moment she put on her hijab, and the tears she had held back for a long time finally couldn't help falling, and from then on, her title was Mrs. Zuo, no longer Princess Zhaoyang, she was just a poor woman who couldn't even make decisions about her own marriage.

Cold tears slid down, but she laughed, her fingertips clasped deep in the palms of her hands, and she told herself that she must be strong, no matter what the road ahead, she must live well.

What you owe me, I will take back the same.

There was another bustle of noise, and she knew that her new home had arrived, and the curtain had been lifted, and a light shone in through the hijab.

Under the traction of Xi Niang, her hand was put into a warm big hand, and he led himself step by step into the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the congratulatory sound in the hall was endless, only to feel more harsh than the sound of firecrackers outside.

"Worship Heaven and Earth ....."

She knelt lightly, the cold ground penetrating her knees easily.

"Two Worship High Hall ......"

At the end of this worship, the wind suddenly rose, and Zhaoyang's hijab was blown open and fell.

This sudden change made her a little overwhelmed, and the next moment, she unexpectedly saw a familiar face.

Heroic eyebrows, angular face, some beard on the face, only one arm.

His eyes were staring straight at her, and he looked amazing.

Zhaoyang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt very happy, and smiled at him.

His expression stretched out in this smile, turned into amazement, and smiled at him.

Someone picked up the hijab and gently put it on her head.

The last thing she saw before her vision was obscured was his softly smiling eyes, and her heart skipped a beat, and she bent the corners of her lips through the hijab.

"Husband and wife worship ......"

turned around, bent over, and only saw a pair of black boots under the hijab, and couldn't see the stiffness on Zuo Yuankun's face and the coldness in his eyes.

It turned out that Wang Zhiyao was not dead, he still mixed in like an ordinary guest, it was easy to come, but it was not easy to go out.

After worshipping heaven and earth, Zhaoyang was sent to the cave room.

The cave was quiet, except for the occasional crackling sound from the red candle burning.

Wang Zhiyao closed his eyes slightly, turned around and walked out with difficulty, delusional and her Huafa heart was invalid.

It doesn't matter, anyone can completely forget whom, as long as you don't think about it, you don't remember the past, as long as you don't regret it, you won't feel sad anymore.

The bride in the new room waited for a long time before she heard the movement, and Zuo Yuankun, who was drunk and returned, tore off her hijab, the movement was too big, and knocked over the red candle on the table, and the red candle was extinguished after shedding a few red tears.

In the dark, the kiss with the smell of wine fell, gentle and fine, the wedding dress fell to the ground, the wind outside the window was very light, the moon was very round, and the flowers were very quiet.

When she woke up in the morning, her eyes fell on the face of the man who had wrapped him in his arms, and he was sleeping soundly, the corners of his lips slightly raised, like a child having a happy dream.

Zhaoyang struggled to sit up, but the soreness in her body made her gasp.

Especially somewhere, it can't be said to be uncomfortable.

She bit her lip and got out of bed to freshen up.

The man had woken up, standing on the edge of the bed and wearing his robe slowly, facing Zhaoyang, with a lazy smile on his face.

At this time, a deep voice suddenly came: "Did you see Wang Zhiyao yesterday?" ”

Zhaoyang turned her head in horror, but crashed into a pair of unfathomable eyes, and she felt her heart beat wildly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Zhaoyang's face was not very good-looking.

"It's fine." Zuo Yuankun hooked the corners of his lips, "What's the big deal, anyway, you're already mine." ”

There was a moment of silence in the room, and the man said leisurely again: "The guests who can come in are all people with status, he is a secret guard, do you want to guess how he came in." ”

"Can't guess."

Zuo Yuankun sighed and said: "It turned out to be brought in by Young Marshal Lin, do you think Young Marshal Lin is stupid, why bother with such idle things, or is it that you have a good relationship with Young Marshal Lin?" ”

Zhaoyang suddenly became angry, slammed the face towel into the copper basin, turned his head and glared at him angrily: "Are you interrogating me? ”

Scold..... The man chuckled, his expression was very pleasant, "How dare I judge the princess, it's just that someone is being tried now, as for the result, I don't know." ”

"You make it clear." Zhaoyang rushed to the road.

"I said I didn't know." Zuo Yuankun smiled at her: "Okay, let's not talk about this, we still have to go to the tea." ”

Zhaoyang bit his lip hard, clenched his fists fiercely, and tears couldn't help but roll in his eyes.

......

There were only Lin Changtian and Shen Yi in the entire hall, Lin Changtian didn't know how long he knelt, and his posture was still upright as usual.

"Lin Changtian, I heard that yesterday you brought a wanted criminal from the imperial court to Zhaoyang's wedding, but is there such a thing?" Shen Yi's gaze swept imperceptibly over his side.

"The minister just brought an ordinary domestic servant." Lin Changtian was calm and impeccable.

"Lin Changtian!" Shen Yi sneered, "You are really becoming more and more presumptuous, if you are just a servant, why did you escort him out of the city, even at the expense of offending Prime Minister Zuo." ”

"The Zuo family is framed for no reason, and they want to take people indiscriminately, maybe in the eyes of Prime Minister Zuo, it is just a humble servant, but in the eyes of the minister, any life does not distinguish between high and low." Lin Changtian's words were extremely clear, echoing in the main hall, "Prime Minister Zuo slandered the ministers for hiding important criminals, just with the characteristic of a broken arm, but there is not only one person with a broken arm in the whole world, and the person with a broken arm on the battlefield cannot continue to stay in the army, and the minister will want to find a way to make a living for them, and the government has also left a few smart and capable people who kill the enemy bravely as servants." ”

Shen Yi frowned when he heard his words, Wang Zhiyao escaped under Lin Changtian's escort, whether it was an archer or the Zuo family, they didn't dare to hurt Lin Changtian at all, the Lin family was already strong enough to have enough connections to protect him.

This is the protection that the family that has gone through four generations of kings and accumulated great military exploits can give him.

Shen Yi could only let him kneel in front of him for a long time.

If you want to start, you have to think about it carefully.

Shen Yi's gaze glowed with a cold light, "Lin Changtian, don't think that I can't do anything to you. ”

"The minister is dedicated to serving the country, and this life has long been royal."

Shen Yi snorted coldly, glanced at him coldly, and walked away.

Lin Changtian was the only one left in the cold hall, he looked at the dragon chair from a distance, and sneered in his heart: How many soldiers poured out the imperial power with blood and tears, how could the relationship between the monarch and the minister be damaged for the sake of a woman and the jealousy in his heart.

Even if Chu Ruojun is with him, it is his responsibility to protect the motherland, and there will be no wavering.

But now, he was in a trance.

Not long after Shen Yi left, he met Shao Shifang who was holding a bulging belly.

Shao Guogong's death added a lot of sadness and grief to her, and the queen was dressed in white to mourn, but Shao Guogong was only a foreign minister, and the queen was royal, and her white clothes were extremely swaggering, was it a curse for them to have an accident with the royal family?

Shen Yi opened his mouth coldly, looked at Shao Shifang coldly with cold eyes, and asked word by word: "Empress, don't you know that there is no funeral in the palace and you can't wear white clothes?" ”

"The concubine just wants to mourn her father." Before Shao Shifang's words fell, Shen Yi slapped her on the cheek, and the crisp sound came out, and all the palace people were startled, and they hurriedly knelt down and bowed their heads to the ground.

"Your Majesty?" Shao Shifang covered his cheek that was slapped by him and looked at Shen Yi in disbelief.

"As a queen, I don't even know the rules of the palace, so if I don't lead by example, how can I control the six palaces!" Shen Yi's words were chilling, "I have already reminded you that you are not allowed to wear white clothes without a funeral in the harem, Shao Guogong is just a foreign minister, is it possible that in the eyes of the queen, he has been included in the royal family?" ”

Shao Shifang stared at Shen Yi with tears in his eyes, this was the first time that he hit himself with such a heavy hand and slapped her in front of so many people.

"The concubine knows her mistake." She said sadly.

"It's good to know." The chill in Shen Yi's eyes faded and became cool, "The queen should return to the palace with peace of mind and wait for labor." ”

Shao Shifang took a step back weakly, and the whole person was stunned, and there was nothing to say.

She also wanted to ask the emperor to allow her to leave the palace and put incense on her father, but now it seems that it is impossible.

......

The next day, a Wenchen participated in the chapter of Lin Changtian on the grounds that the insignificant Lin family had attendants who robbed the people's daughters.

Lin Changtian faintly sensed that there was an even bigger storm waiting behind him.

The attendant was beaten beyond recognition, no one recognized him, and when he was dragged in, he struggled to kowtow to Lin Changtian, crying: "The slave is sorry for the young marshal, the slave has betrayed the trust of the young marshal....."

Lin Changtian was about to ask, but he didn't expect him to drop a sentence, "The slave is willing to die to atone for his sins." ”

With that, he rushed and crashed into the red column, and suddenly it was cloudy.

Lin Changtian sighed helplessly, he didn't even have room for defense, and the pot was too obvious.

However, he still brushed off his robe and knelt down, answered the charge, and asked the emperor to punish him.

Shen Yi sneered, stared at him leisurely, and his eyes were as happy as if the goal had been achieved: "This matter was done by Young Marshal Lin's attendants, and if Young Marshal Lin was not properly disciplined, I will punish you for introspection for three months, during which you will be exempted from all military affairs, so that you can manage your family style." ”

Lin Changtian stiffened, and said in his heart: All the military affairs that are exempted will probably be dispersed to other people after three months, and when he returns, he will already be an empty shell in vain.

But it doesn't matter, and if it does, he won't generously admit that he can't discipline himself.

The biggest enemy, Shao Guogong, has fallen, and there is no possibility of awakening, the tree has fallen and the sun is scattered, the Shao family has collapsed, and the next step can be broken one by one.

He's going to have to figure out something.

"Obey." Lin Changtian got up from the ground and glanced at the little civil official lightly.

When his gaze was removed, the civil official raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and he didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.