The first snow of the night, the flowers are falling, and the pickaxe capital at this time is the first day of light.

Shen Ying'er was wearing a Jiufeng court dress, wearing an agate bead crown on her head, a high cloud bun with twelve gilt hairpins, and a ruby step on the side of her ears, which was ringing with the steps at this time. When she opened the palace door and walked out of the palace, the bells, drums and sheng music had already sounded three times.

The sacrificial ceremony has been completed, and the grand enthronement ceremony is about to begin.

Shin Ying'er took a deep breath and felt that the air was mixed with a cold smell in the early morning of Ho Kyung. Her lips were clear, and she walked to the main hall with the solemn sacrificial bells and drums.

She had never worn such a heavy robe, never wore a red robe, had never appeared in front of people in such a conspicuous manner.

She looked at the man in the dragon robe from afar, and the morning mist and the morning sun seemed to be clothed with golden scales for him. That's her true dragon son, that's the man she can say is her husband in the future.

I still remember the past, in front of my father, crying and shouting to marry the eldest prince as a concubine, at that time it was just because of infatuation. On the night of the candles in the cave room, there is no red tent lingering, only the blade of the knife cuts the fingers, and the hundred sons are dyed with red brocade. There was no lingering neck, only a cold sentence: "I already have a wife." And that resolute back.

Now, although Shen Ying'er knows that the position of queen is just a weight for the power of the court, she is still happy. She only thought that now she was his only wife.

Shen Ying'er thought of this and wet her eyes slightly. She gently bent the corners of her mouth, stepped on the flowers and snow all over the ground, and the deafening and low music of bells and drums, and walked up the steps step by step.

"You-" Shen Ying'er approached, only to realize that the man in the dragon robe was not the prince she was thinking about, but someone else, and tears fell out at once, embedded in the snow under her feet, and took root.

Gong Sheng took Shen Ying'er's hand with a cold face, but Shen Ying'er subconsciously dodged back. Gong Sheng glanced at her with slanted eyes, then pinched her wrist and slowly walked towards the top of the main hall.

After the drum music is finished, the ritual sacrifice is received, the emperor is thick and the earth is thick, the dragon follows the unification, and the sons and officials are all the sons, see the king......

Ji Gongsheng, with the support of Shenhou, finally replaced the crown prince to inherit the unification of the Zhou Dynasty, and Shen Ying'er was named the Great Zhou Dynasty.

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"King, tonight is your big day, it is your big wedding day, you should stay overnight in Afang Palace as usual." He Jiu was embarrassed and persuaded Gong Sheng, who had been drinking in the room.

"Afang Palace, hum." Gong Sheng snorted disdainfully, his mind was full of Qi Zhao's appearance. You can't swing it away, you can't wash it off.

"The king, the whereabouts of the eldest prince are still unknown, and the queen mother is still eyeing her, the only thing we can rely on is Marquis Shen, if it is...... If he knew that Gongzi treated him like this, I am afraid it would be ......"

"Hmph, conspiracy, hum, the royal family ......" Gong Sheng threw the wine jar on the ground, lay on He Jiu's body with red eyes and said, "Afang Palace." ”

He Jiu saw that Gong Sheng seemed to be drunk, and he was relieved, so he suddenly put his mind at ease.

He whispered in Gong Sheng's ear while supporting Gong Sheng: "King, right now, you should mention the eldest prince to do these things, so that the court can be stable and Marquis Shen can rest assured." ”

Gong Sheng squinted and listened, but did not answer.

Shen Ying'er sat in the beautiful Afang Palace, and the maid stripped her clothes. She held back her tears and lay on the warm dragon bed, she remembered the gossip of the maids before the wedding, and remembered the serious sentence of Marquis Shen: "For the father, you will be the queen." No matter who becomes the king. ”。

She looked forward to, extravagantly hoped that at the time of the enthronement ceremony, the crown prince would return, standing by her side in a dragon robe.

But the moment she saw Ji Gongsheng, her heart died. After all, the crown prince left the palace of King Zhou for the sake of his wife, leaving the place where he couldn't sleep all night and thought about how to escape all day long. Now, he's got what he wanted.

Shen Ying'er thought about it in a daze, only to feel that her heart seemed to be like the flowers that were looking forward to wintering, devastated little by little in the cold wind, and then withered and withered.

Bang –

The palace door of Afang Palace opened, and Gong Sheng was supported by He Jiu and came in slowly.

"Give it all to me."

"King, you should call yourself Lonely." He Jiu whispered in Gong Sheng's ear.

Gong Sheng frowned. He took a deep breath and repeated again: "It's all lonely!" ”

"No—"

Shen Ying'er couldn't help but look nervous, and quietly waited for the person who claimed to be lonely, and walked over with a smell of alcohol.

Seeing everyone retreat, Gong Sheng frowned, then poured a cup of tea with a cold face to relieve the hangover.

He looked up, his eyes were full of red and joy, and the big red wedding robe hanging on the side was extraordinarily gorgeous. Gong Sheng looked at the gorgeous dress in a daze, and all he imagined in his mind was the appearance of Qi Zhao wearing it, and he didn't realize that a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The room is full of intoxicating flowers, but the world is full of flowers, but it is not as good as the faint fragrance of pear blossoms in the crook of the neck.

He squinted his eyes and glanced at Shen Ying'er who was lying on the bed, then sneered and said, "You must be disappointed too." ”

When Shen Ying'er heard this, she turned her head to look at Gong Sheng in the swaying red candle.

Gong Sheng saw Shen Ying'er turn his head, his eyes were full of sorrow, and he couldn't help laughing.

He slowly put down the teacup in his hand, got up and kicked the chair that was blocking his feet to the ground, and reached out to untie the heavy clothes on his body.

When she arrived in front of Shen Ying'er, the clothes on her body had already faded. He squinted his eyes, looked at the dark shadow reflected in the window, slowly hugged Shen Ying'er, and put down the curtain around the bed.

Shen Ying'er's heart is dead, and now, she has turned herself into a walking corpse and left it at the disposal of others.

A few elderly women crept in and blew out most of the red candles in the house. Gong Sheng heard those people leave, and then let go of Shen Ying'er and lay straight on the side of the bed.

Shen Ying'er opened her eyes, wrapped in her futon and did not passive, she turned her head to look at Gong Sheng.

Gong Sheng's cold voice sounded faintly: "I promised you this world, but there are no flowers." It's a pity that I already have a sweetheart, and when the prince returns to the court, I will retreat and return to Zhao. ”

Shen Ying'er looked at Gong Sheng beside him in a daze, and after he finished speaking, he was naked, sleeping straight next to her.

Outside the window is a snow-covered Hokyo.

On a winter night, the silence is silent, and the heart is like ashes.

For a moment, Shen Ying'er wondered what she was doing in this life......

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"Master, it's not good, Nian'en went to Yaochi Cave."

The golden immortal was lightly twisted in his hands, dressed in a navy blue robe, and his white eyebrows and beard hung elegantly on his shoulders.

He sighed and said to the dream fairy: "This is a predetermined number, not a calamity, not a degree. ”

"Master, but the wine fairy's kung fu can't deal with the monsters in the Yaochi Cave."

"You are good to entertain them, and you will go back as a teacher." After saying that, the Golden Immortal flew down to the bottom of the cliff next to the retreat dojo.

Hearing this, Mengxian hurriedly stopped: "Master, you haven't recovered your strength yet!" ”

I only heard the melodious voice of the Golden Immortal under the cliff: "It's okay, life is not happy, death is not painful!" You guard the Immortal Valley, and don't let any thieves other than the four of them in. ”

Mengxian sighed worriedly, and bowed in the direction of the Golden Immortal: "No-".

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