Mu Zicheng said loudly: "Back to the emperor, this girl is Ling Dongwu, the last general has already made a marriage contract with Ling Dongwu, but because of the busy war, he has not reported to the emperor in time, please forgive the emperor!" ”

Ling Dongwu's heart was pounding, but he still took a step forward, standing side by side with Mu Zicheng, seeing Mu Zicheng's gaze at the emperor without fear, he knew that his opening was to put him to death and live later, leaving no room for himself at all. So he also said loudly: "Your Majesty, the last general and Mu Zicheng have already made a marriage contract, and they really love each other, and please ask the emperor to fulfill it!" Ling Dongwu's voice was like a nightingale out of the valley, crisp and firm, the voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.

Xia Wenxuan secretly said that it was not good, since the emperor was interested in Ling Dongwu, how could he easily give up now?

Everyone in the court looked at Ling Dongwu and Mu Zicheng with good eyes, only to see Ling Dongwu's body standing jade, like a flower shining on the water when she was quiet, standing next to Mu Zicheng was completely a little daughter, in stark contrast to Mu Zicheng's handsomeness, and it was so matching youth, talented and beautiful, people would suddenly think of the golden boy and jade girl, a perfect match!

As soon as the emperor heard Ling Dongwu say this, his face immediately showed anger: "Do you know what you are doing, Ling Dongwu, you are Mu Zicheng's sister, Mu Zicheng, you are Ling Dongwu's brother, you are a ** relative, and you will be punished for your crimes." ”

"The emperor forgives the sin, the last general and Ling Dongwu have known each other for many years, but they are only called brothers and sisters in troubled times, but they are not brothers and sisters. The king of the town can testify about this. ”

"Mu Zicheng, since you claim that you and Ling Dongwu have made a marriage, okay, I ask you, where is the words of the matchmaker for your parents' orders?" At this time, the emperor was already annoyed and angry because Ling Dongwu said that the person he loved was Mu Zicheng.

"Your Majesty, just because the last general and Ling Dongwu no longer have parents, they just relied on their master Yang Mingyuan as a matchmaker to facilitate the marriage contract." After Mu Zicheng finished speaking, he unhurriedly took out a piece of red paper that was a little old from his arms, "The document at that time agreed to be here, please take a look at it!" ”

Ling Dongwu saw that Mu Zicheng had already prepared, and defended loudly, without fear, and couldn't help but secretly applaud for his change.

Xia Wenxuan was also very surprised when he saw Mu Zicheng take out the paperwork, he had been with Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu for many years, and he had never heard of Yang Mingyuan being a matchmaker for them, he looked back at Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu, and saw that Ling Dongwu was completely a girl looking at Mu Zicheng with that kind of admiration, as if looking at the greatest hero in his heart, and his heart was quite uncomfortable.

The court is divided into gangs, Ling Dongwu and Mu Zicheng are their own faction after all, if he doesn't speak for them at this time, it will inevitably chill the hearts of other people who follow him, so Xia Wenxuan coughed lightly and said: "Your Majesty, Ling Dongwu and Mu Zicheng are indeed not brothers and sisters. ”

When the emperor saw Xia Wenxuan say this, he suppressed his anger down, and asked Ling Dongwu expectantly: "General Ling, what do you say?" ”

Ling Dongwu's voice was crisp, and he said like a pearl falling on a jade plate: "Weichen wishes to grow old with Mu Zicheng, even if the sky thunders, he will not waver!" ”

It was the first time for the emperor to see Ling Dongwu's expression, but it was against other men, and the more he looked at it, the more angry and jealous he became...... A hatred crept into his heart like a poisonous snake, and he definitely couldn't let them be happy with each other.

"Okay, since the two of you have a marriage contract, I can't break you up, but you have a marriage contract, and it has nothing to do with Mu Zicheng marrying Princess Mingde!"

Mu Zicheng saw that the emperor was still entangled in the issue of marrying Princess Mingde, and said loudly: "The last general loves Ling Dongwu, and has already sworn to live and die with her, and he will be a couple for the rest of his life, and he will not dare to change his original intention even if the sky thunders and splits!" Therefore, the last general will not be able to marry Princess Mingde, and I hope that the emperor will forgive his sins. The last general also knew that this move was disobedient, and only wanted to fight bravely to kill the enemy in the future, and swore an oath here, swore to kill foreign invasions, defend the country, and stain the battlefield with blood, and never frowned slightly, let alone ask for any reward. I just want the emperor to be perfect, and the last general will be with Ling Dongwu! ”

Prime Minister Song Cheng blinked his cunning eyes, and spoke on the side at this time: "Your Majesty, since Master Mu and General Ling have matchmakers, and the two of them are sincere, it is better to fulfill them!" ”

The emperor knew that he couldn't coerce him, so people would think that the eldest princess would not be able to marry, so he had to marry Mu Zicheng. Now Prime Minister Song Cheng came out to intercede, sighed, shook his head and said, "Okay, you can step back for the time being." ”

"Thank you for your great kindness." Ling Dongwu and Mu Zicheng retreated as if they had been amnestied, and the two glanced at each other, but seeing that there was a hint of approval and joy in each other's eyes, the two of them were happy.

Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu walked out of the palace with a smile on their faces, Ling Dongwu frowned and said, "How could this Prime Minister Song think of helping us today?" Mu Zicheng knew in his heart that this Prime Minister Song Cheng had always been at odds with him, and regarded himself as a thorn in his side, how could he be so kind to help himself, he must have his own purpose. But at this time, he didn't want Ling Dongwu to worry, and said with a smile: "Whatever, as long as the emperor agrees to the marriage between the two of us, no one will embarrass us in the future and force us to separate, Dong'er, let's go back to the house to prepare for the wedding, okay?" ”

"Okay." Ling Dongwu now only felt that the depression that had been pent up in his heart for many days had been swept away, and with a happy smile on his face, he suddenly remembered the marriage book that Mu Zicheng took out on the Jinluan Palace, and asked, "By the way, how can you have a marriage terpene?" ”

Mu Zicheng smiled slyly at Ling Dongwu: "It turns out that I didn't think about the matter so seriously, I thought it was just that the emperor wanted to marry the eldest princess to me, and I didn't agree." But when I saw him take you into the palace last night, I knew that this matter was not so easy to solve. So last night I made this wedding book by myself! ”

Ling Dongwu excitedly held Mu Zicheng's arm when he heard this, "Then you still said that the master made a matchmaker for us, what if they want to go to the master to verify?" ”

"Hahaha, Dong'er, you are smart and confused for a while, after the master is injured, he and Uncle Xuanyuan travel through the rivers and lakes together, and his whereabouts are ethereal, who can find him! I said that I had written a letter to my master overnight last night and told him about it! ”

"You also said that the master's whereabouts are wandering and no one can find him, why do you still write to him? Contradictory! Ling Dongwu caught the shortcomings in Mu Zicheng's words.

"Master, I can't find it, but I can send the letter to the Imperial Sword Villa, and Uncle Xuanyuan will definitely write to his home often, and then the master will naturally receive the letter I wrote!"

As soon as Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu returned to the mansion, they obviously felt that the number of people visiting the house today had decreased, and the two of them didn't care, they looked at each other and smiled, summoned the servants in the mansion, and ordered them to go down and prepare for the wedding of the two.

The general's mansion, which was originally a little deserted, was hung with a big red lantern, and the red light showed a hazy beauty through the picture of the beauty depicted on it. According to Ling Dongwu's thoughts, everything can be simplified, as long as the person he wants to marry is Mu Zicheng.

But Mu Zicheng didn't want to be perfunctory, he wanted Ling Dongwu to follow him for so many years, born and died, suffered from bumps and displacement, marriage is a lifelong event, especially for girls, she must not be wronged. He was looking inside and out, and all of Ling Dongwu's clothes, jewelry, fat powder, etc., were personally selected by him.

The marriage between Ling Dongwu and Mu Zicheng made Emperor Nanzhao and Xia Wenxuan angry, and there was one person who was in a hurry, that is, Yi Zhikuo.

Yi Zhikuo has been sending people to keep an eye on the movements in Mu Zicheng's mansion for the past two days, and the servants who have been paid off say that Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu are going to marry later, and he can't hold it anymore, if he waits like this, if Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu get married, he really has no chance.

In the evening of this day, Yi Zhikuo took two subordinates with strong martial arts to give him the wind, taking advantage of the fact that the people in Mu Zicheng's mansion were talking about the marriage of Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu, and the guards were negligent, and secretly turned into the mansion, planning to take advantage of the lack of attention and directly plundered Ling Dongwu.

Mu Zicheng and Ling Dongwu had dinner at this time and were taking a walk in the back garden, because the day was their wedding day in another day, the two of them were in a relaxed mood, gossiping as they walked.

"I don't know if the third prince will come on the day we get married?" Although Xia Wenxuan has now been promoted to the town lord, Ling Dongwu is still used to calling him the third prince.

"It's coming, don't worry!" Mu Zicheng knew that Ling Dongwu still cared about Xia Wenxuan in his heart. "He is the dignified king of the town, and we have always been his most powerful subordinates, he will come not for us, but for himself to buy people's hearts, and he will definitely give us a generous gift!"

Although it is winter at this time, because Qingzhou is located in the south, the garden is still layered with greenery, Yi Zhikuo hid in the dark and watched the two of them from afar, but when he saw the two of them talking under the big tree, the blood-colored sunset was close to the horizon, dyeing the sky with layers of red glow.

Yi Zhikuo has seen the sun rise and set many times in her life, but she has never appreciated it, at this moment, the afterglow of the sunset is like a golden edge on Ling Dongwu's body, making her whole person shine with dazzling brilliance, and the sunset seems to have smeared a layer of incomprehensible light on her face, a little illusory beauty and unreality.

A handsome young man, a gentle woman, the two of them leaned together and whispered, occasionally making low laughs, Ling Dongwu's head rested on Mu Zicheng's shoulder, looking from the sunset, it was like a silhouette of ink, and the scene was very sweet.

Lang is a concubine, they look so compatible, Rao is Yi Zhikuo is a rough man, and I also remember a common phrase in the play: a natural pair, a pair set by the ground!

Yi Zhikuo was angry and frightened in his heart, and his hands were a little cold, this woman is the woman he loves the most, and the wife he has worshipped, is she really going to marry another man?

He was afraid, angry and unspeakably sad, as if he had just been stabbed in the chest, and the endurance that he suppressed to find an opportunity to do it gradually disappeared, but at this time, he just saw that Mu Zicheng lowered his head and kissed Ling Dongwu lightly on the forehead, Ling Dongwu did not blame him, but looked up with a bright smile, looking at Mu Zicheng with infinite warmth in his eyes! The two looked at each other, and their pulses were concentrated!

Yi Zhikuo's heart was shocked by this scene, he knew for the first time what a woman's expression would be if she liked a man—and he had never seen such an expression in his life.

The two looked at each other gently, affectionate and infinite. The golden boy and the girl are a perfect match!

His chest seemed to crack open, and the long-suppressed jealousy erupted like a raging fire, killing him! Kill him! He must kill Mu Zicheng, his frenzied anger made him almost use all his strength to pounce on him, swinging his knife and stabbing straight at Mu Zicheng.

Mu Zicheng never imagined that in his own garden, when he was in love with Ling Dongwu, a big knife would slash at him with a thunderous force.

Yi Zhikuo scolded angrily while chopping: "Mu Zicheng, you cunning little rabbit cub, Lao Tzu must kill you......"

The blade was close to Mu Zicheng's chest, Ling Dongwu saw that the situation was critical, and screamed in fright, but seeing that Mu Zicheng was in danger, he quickly pulled out the sword on his waist, blocked his chest, and pulled Ling Dongwu to jump a few steps. Because Yi Zhikuo's move was too strong, both of them were slightly injured.

Mu Zicheng's arm was cut by a big knife, and Yi Zhikuo's shoulder was also stabbed by a sword. Yi Zhikuo saw Ling Dongwu lower his head, and kept gently wiping the blood that flowed out of Mu Zicheng, but he didn't look at himself. He felt faceless and sad, he quietly covered the scars on his shoulders, and picked up the big knife in his hand and slashed at Mu Zicheng.

Mu Zicheng and Yi Zhikuo's martial arts were not far apart, at this time, Yi Zhikuo did his best, Mu Zicheng was dedicated to protecting Ling Dongwu, and after this fight, they didn't know whether they won or lost, and they fought inextricably.

Ling Dongwu saw that Yi Zhikuo was like a mad tiger, although he saw that Mu Zicheng was not in danger of his life, he was still worried that Yi Zhikuo would hurt Mu Zicheng, and saw an opportunity, raised the bow and crossbow on his wrist, pulled the mechanism, and five small iron swords shot out.

Yi Zhikuo never thought that Ling Dongwu would sneak attack him, although the injury was not serious, but the two swords that shot into his legs were like shooting into his heart, and they hurt his heart, he raised his head and stared at the leopard's eyes, looked at Ling Dongwu with a fierce look, and hissed: "Little fairy, you actually put cold arrows on me?" There was a faint glint in the tiger's eyes, and his voice trembled, like a wounded lion, dangerous and forbearing.

Ling Dongwu was stunned for a moment, but saw that Yi Zhikuo actually took a big step towards her with an injury: "Little fairy, you are my wife, why do you want to help this kid harm me?" ”

Ling Dongwu was shocked and frightened when he saw him walking towards him viciously, and retreated step by step, but Yi Zhikuo forced up: "Little fairy, Lao Tzu was originally the dignified Khan King of Green Pearl City, in order to find you all these years, he has been running around the world, regardless of life and death, and has rescued you several times, even if he has the opportunity to possess you in Dahuang Mountain, King Ben Khan has never forced you." Say, "How can King Ben Khan be half sorry for you, and why do you do this to me?" ”

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