Chapter Eighty-Five: Married, Lord Wang (Prelude)

"Last night's rain was so heavy~" Su Muyu stretched out outside the door in a simple white robe, looked at the cloudless sky, and sighed at the sudden thunderstorm yesterday, fortunately he had already gone back to the house at that time, otherwise he would really become a soup chicken.

"Oops~ Xiaoyu, you got up so early." Fu Junqian saw Su Muyu, who was obviously in a state of just waking up, put down the sword he was practicing, and laughed.

Su Muyu glanced at Fu Junqian, "Go to bed early and get up late, you're healthy!"

Fu Junqian had already expected Su Muyu's words, and deliberately said: "That healthy brother, let's go have breakfast now, oh, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I should have gone to lunch." He shook his hand as he spoke: "Really, it's been so long since breakfast, and I'm hungry again."

"Hou Ye, Hou Ye!" The maid in Fu Junqian's mansion rushed to Fu Junqian's place, and when she saw Su Muyu, she immediately said, "Hello prince", and continued to rush to say: "There is someone in the palace with a holy decree..."

"Oh?" Fu Junqian glanced at Su Muyu with a blank look, then took Su Muyu's hand, and said as he walked towards the living room, "Go and take the order."

"How do you know that you want me to take the order!Wait, I haven't changed my clothes yet!Hey~" Su Muyu's voice was echoing, and Su Muyu's people had already been pulled to the living room.

"See the prince, the marquis." The eunuchs in the palace bowed to Su Muyu and Fu Junqian very politely, although he was a eunuch who passed on the decree, but compared to the prince and the prince who was deeply loved by the emperor, he was nothing, and the temper of the officials who usually dared to play with the decree was absolutely not dared here.

Su Muyu and Fu Junqian only bowed slightly in the face of Long Zhixuan's holy decree - nonsense, unless they were in the court, otherwise they would just bow slightly when they saw Long Zhixuan.

"King Zhiwu, and Miss Wulin League Feng Moyue are in love, talented and beautiful, I am very pleased.

"......" Su Muyu was stunned for a moment, and then said listlessly: "Brother Accept the order, thank you Lord Rongen."

The eunuch who has been in the palace for so many years has a sharp look in his eyes, and he can suddenly find out from Su Muyu's undisguised unhappy expression that Su Muyu doesn't like this marriage, so he swallowed the congratulations on his lips and hurriedly said: "The little one doesn't bother the prince, and the little one retires first."

Su Muyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, waved his hand, and didn't say anything.

Fu Junqian saw that the eunuch had left, so he said to Su Muyu: "Since you and Feng Moyue are fake marriages, why do you need to be so sad?"

Su Muyu shook his head: "Because I like Cangyue, even if it is a fake marriage, it still hurts Cangyue a lot......"

Fu Junqian listened to Su Muyu's words, and suddenly showed a very cheap smile: "If you don't want to hurt your Feng Cangyue, it's simple~" Fu Junqian deliberately dragged the tail note and said.

"Speak up if you have something to say!"

Fu Junqian attached his mouth to Su Muyu's ear and muttered.

After a long time, Su Muyu looked at Fu Junqian with a smile on his face and said, "I finally found the meaning of being a brother with you!"

"......" does not take such a ...... to unload the mill and kill the donkey to cross the river and dismantle the bridge

"I'll hand it over to you as soon as I get it!" Su Muyu patted Fu Junqian's shoulder.

"...... "What is this, asking for your own hardship??

"Hey......" Fu Junqian sighed: "Being a brother with you is really eight lifetimes of mold!"

Su Muyu replied with a smile: "Should I say thank you for the compliment?"

"Can I say you're going to die?"

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The wedding reception was held in the palace as scheduled.

The scenery of early spring, the sky is as blue as washing, the white clouds are as light as smoke, the grass is green in the garden of the palace, there is a small waterfall rushing down from the top of the rockery on the left, and the green pond below, although there is no majestic momentum and rolling white mist, the right side winds into a small stream, the stream is clear and cheerful, and the pebbles shine at the bottom of the gurgling stream.

It's just that this stream is not as light as usual, and it seems to infect the mood of those people, and it is a little low.