Early in the morning, the Xuanping Marquis Mansion was very lively, with lights everywhere and red lanterns hanging high.

In the boudoir, in front of the dresser, Fuhe wore a fiery red wedding dress, the fabric of the wedding dress was made of fine silk satin, gold thread and silver silk embroidered phoenix, tassel beads dotted hairpin.

Fuhe is sitting in front of the mirror, holding an eyebrow pencil and a thrush. Today's Fuhe, a pair of smart peach blossom eyes, like a forest stream, clear and clean; The eyelashes are long and thick, a pair of eyebrows like green feathers, like an ink pen to depict, thin lips like cicada wings, red to blood, a delicate and small face as if finely carved, thousands of charming.

Outside the house, Mencius Yan walked in. Today, he did not wear a wedding dress, but a spotless plain white dress. Mencius walked to Fuhe's dresser and crouched down. Fuhe saw Mencius Yan and smiled, "Ziyan, is I good-looking today?" ”

Mencius Yan nodded and smiled softly, "It's good-looking." Today you will be the most beautiful bride in the world. ”

Meng Ziyan stretched out his hand to lift Fuhe's jaw and gently kissed Fuhe's lips, this kiss was lingering and extremely gentle. Mencius Yan's lips were cold and cold, soft and glutinous, and Fuhe was addicted to them just by touching it.

This affectionate kiss is not like the last time Fuhe kissed Mencius Yan, a dragonfly with water, a kiss. This deep kiss gave Fuhe a taste of how sweet and beautiful kissing someone was for the first time. The deep kissing made Fuhe even more obsessed with Mencius Yan, and she really wanted to keep the man in front of her forever by her side, keep it for herself, and never separate.

But these were just her fantasies. Because after today, she will be the emperor's woman. The emperor who holds the power of life and death and is high up, Ning Yuchen! Although he is her future husband, he is the king of the people of the world.

Poor Fuho is still in the dark, and knows nothing. Gradually, Fuhe became dizzy and fell into Mencius Yan's arms.

Mencius Yan took out a letter from his sleeve and put it into Fuhe's inner sleeve. Looking at Fuhe's stunningly beautiful and bewitching face, Mencius Yan couldn't help but reach out and stroke it. He smiled sadly and said to Fuhe: "Fuhe, your appearance is rare in the world, if you say that the country is overwhelmed, it is to belittle you." The face of the country, the good use of it can control people, the book is like medicine, and the good reading can cure foolishness. Fuhe, goodbye today, it's hard to see each other again. In the future, you must take good care of yourself. ”

Mencius Yan said, and a crystal clear tear fell from his eyes. He hugged Fuhe horizontally on his body, took heavy and difficult steps, and carried her out of the Xuanping Marquis Mansion with unwillingness and resentment.

Outside the Xuanping Marquis Mansion, there is a large red sedan chair inlaid with gold and silver. Outside the sedan chair were the slaves and servants sent by the palace, and there were twenty slaves and slaves. Seeing Mencius Yan, the minions lowered the sedan chair, and after opening the sedan curtain, Mencius Yan personally hugged Fuhe onto the sedan chair, and after Mencius Yan came out of the sedan chair, the group of slaves and slaves carried the sedan chair away without hesitation.

This Xuanping Marquis Mansion was supposed to be Fuhe's home, but it became her maiden home when she got married. What a joke. And this palace should have been a place that couldn't be played with her, but it became her belonging in this life.

Since ancient times, love and hatred have been difficult to reconcile, love has been difficult to keep together, since ancient times, it has been difficult to have both joy and sorrow, and everything is unsatisfactory.

This is the sorrow of Fuhe's life, many years later, Fuhe is thinking, if he hadn't touched Mencius's inkstone that day, wouldn't his heart hurt so much?

The weather was not very good, and the sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain heavily. After the sedan chair was carried to an alley, it continued to move forward. But Fuhe in the sedan car woke up in a daze.

When I woke up, I found that I was in a sedan chair. Fuhe, who didn't know what was going on, lifted the curtain on the side of the sedan chair, and next to it was a young maidservant. Fuhe asked, "Where is this going?" ”

The maidservant replied respectfully: "Go back to the girl, go to the palace!" ”

"Am I not going to marry Ziyan today? Why go to the Royal Palace? Fuhe wondered

"Girl, the person you want to marry is the emperor, not the Marquis of Xuanping. And the slaves and maids have come to pick up the girl to the palace today. ”

After hearing this, Fuhe was shocked, and she said excitedly: "Go to the palace and marry the emperor?" No, no, you must be mistaken, stop the car, stop the car! ”

Fuhe ordered them to stop the sedan chair, but everyone ignored them and still strode forward with the sedan chair. Just as Fuhe was about to get up from the sedan chair, a letter fell out of her sleeve, and she opened the envelope, which read:

Fuhe, I'm sorry. Follow them to the palace. In the palace, you have to live well, only by living, can there be hope.

- Inkstone

After reading the letter, Fuhe's legs weakened, and she sat in the sedan chair, feeling sad in her liver and spleen, and she was in pain. She smiled wryly and muttered, "Why! Why lie to me? ”

Eyes had slowly trickled down her eye sockets and landed on the letter. There were showers of moderate rain in the sky, and the sedan chair was built by the royal family, so it was easy to use for rain and snow protection. The slave outside held up his umbrella and continued on his way.

There are no people on the street for a long time, and there is only the cold wind and cold rain in the sky.

Fuhe cried for a while before she got up and rushed out. Although the sedan chair did not stop, Fuhe jumped off the sedan chair, even if she wrestled, she had to run to the Xuanping Marquis Mansion and ask Mencius Yan for clarification.

As she wished, she fell from the sedan chair, the rain soaking her clothes and the wind blowing her makeup. Although her knees hurt, but for her who has never been bitter, this pain is nothing, and at this moment, there is more pain than her knees, that is, her own heart, when she wakes up, sits in a sedan chair, and when she hears with her own ears that she is going to enter the palace, the pain in her heart is better than all the pain in her body.

After jumping off the sedan chair, she got under the eaves of the sedan chair, braved the wind and rain, and strode forward. The minions chased after them.

Like a bird that has broken free and been freed, Fuhe is running forward desperately. The tears in the corners of her eyes were like beads with broken threads, and the cold rain kept falling.

She doesn't understand why?

Why did Mencius marry him to someone else?

Why did God do this to her?

She was born without her mother and father at a young age. In order to survive in this world, she has stolen things and panicked, eaten human flesh and begged. She does so much just to live well. She has suffered so much, and she has finally found her happiness, but why does God treat her so unfairly? When she got married, let the person she loved the most personally send herself to someone else's sedan chair and marry someone else as a wife, and that person is still a saint today!

As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, and there is no return date for seeing each other in this life!

I don't know how long she ran, but the group of slaves still caught up with her. A slave grabbed her hand and forcibly dragged her to the sedan chair. The other two palace maids had a lot of strength, and Fuhe used all her strength, but she couldn't break free, and in the end, she could only be dragged away by them like ashes.

She thought about what she said in the inn that day, it turned out that what she said that day was not a joke, but a hint from Mencius Yan to Fuhe, but Fuhe loved him too much, so she didn't pay attention to it at all.

Fuhe, who was forcibly pulled into the sedan chair, was like a half-dead, powerless living dead, and she sat in the sedan chair in a demented state, lifeless. Her clothes and hair were wet, and she didn't feel cold at all, because no matter how cold she was, it couldn't be cold in her heart.

After a long time, the grief was finally unbearable, and she cried heart-rending in the sedan chair.

"Ahh!!h Yes! ……”

She screamed loudly and heartbreakingly, crying and shouting merging, she was releasing the pain in her heart, the pain of unwillingness, the pain that no one said, the pain that was not known to outsiders.

The thunder and lightning buzzed in the sky, as if they were fighting for her. And the slave outside the sedan chair was like an emotionless, fleshless corpse, and ignored her cries.

Actually, it's not that they ignore it, it's just that they are in the palace and are used to serving the emperor and concubines, and they have seen too many things like this in the palace, so they have become numb.

It is Fuhe's luck and misfortune to meet Mencius Yan. If Mencius Yan did not appear when Fuhe was twelve years old, then she would have to live a life of exile and lack of food for her life, but after meeting Mencius Yan, although she no longer suffered, the life of entering the palace was to bury her life. Therefore, for the current Fuhe, her gratitude to Mencius Yan no longer knows whether it is love or hate, sadness or joy.

In the Northern Lion Kingdom, in King Ning's Mansion, Mu Yinlin, Yu Yaoxue and Mu Ranzhu's family were having lunch. Mu Ranzhu has a cute appearance, a small body, and delicate facial features, at a glance, you know that Mu Ranzhu is a beautiful embryo.

Although Yu Yaoxue dotes on Mu Ranzhu very much, Mu Yinlin doesn't care about Mu Ranzhu quite a bit. Mu Yinlin only met Mu Ranzhu's material needs, and did not care about his education and growth.

The family ate quietly, each eating his own food, and no one spoke. After a long time, a man dressed in black came and broke the awkward deadlock.

The man in black whispered in Mu Yinlin's ear: "Your Highness, there are people outside the mansion who ask to see him, claiming to be surnamed Mu!" ”

After speaking, Mu Yinlin waved his hand at him, and the man in black went down with interest.

Mu Yinlin said lukewarmly: "There is something to do in this hall, you can eat." ”

After speaking, Mu Yinlin turned around and left.

Mu Ranzhu used chopsticks to pull the food in the bowl, and muttered aggrievedly: "Father, doesn't my mother like me very much?" ”

Yu Yaoxue, who felt sorry for the child, hugged Mu Ranzhu in her arms. Gently smiled and coaxed: "Ran Zhu is good!" It's not that my mother doesn't love Ran Zhu, it's just that she has too many things, and she is busy with business all day and night, so she doesn't have time to accompany us. Ran Zhu, when she is not busy after a while, my father will go and talk to my mother and let her take the time to accompany us, okay? ”

Mu Ranzhu raised his head and saw a trace of hidden sadness in Yu Yaoxue's eyes. Mu Ranzhu tilted his head and smiled softly: "Father, don't be sad, Ran Zhu won't ask these words again." ”

"Father is not sad, Ran Zhu is wrong."

It's false to say that it's not sad, Mu Ranzhu is so sensible, and it's distressing to be sensible. But Mu Yinlin didn't even look at her, could she not be sad? It doesn't matter if Mu Yinlin ignores him, but after all, the child is innocent, and she is her own, Mu Yinlin, as her mother, can't she give her a little maternal love?

Yu Yaoxue thought, and tears fell.

Mu Ranzhu raised his hand and obediently wiped away Yu Yaoxue's tears. Yu Yaoxue came back to her senses, but found Mu Ranzhu sitting on his lap, his head down, looking sullen.

"What's wrong? Ran Zhu, why are you unhappy? Yu Yaoxue asked softly, for fear of scaring her baby daughter.

"Father, don't cry, Ran Zhu won't ask these questions again in the future. Ran Zhu won't make his father sad anymore. Father, don't cry, can you smile? My father is very beautiful and looks very good when he smiles. ”

Yu Yaoxue knew that these were all Mu Ranzhu's words to make her happy. Mu Ranzhu is so sensible, sensible makes people want to pity her.

After hearing this, Yu Yaoxue smiled softly: "Okay, Xiao Ranzhu, my father promised you that you will never cry again in the future." ”

Mu Ranzhu, who was still unhappy, laughed happily when he saw Yu Yaoxue laughing. Mu Ranzhu excitedly stood up from Yu Yaoxue's legs, Yu Yaoxue was afraid that she would fall, so she supported her with both hands, and Mu Ranzhu kissed Yu Yaoxue's face. This couldn't help but make Yu Yaoxue laugh, he only felt that his little girl was so cute.

Mu Ranzhu is Yu Yaoxue's pistachio, and it is also the only hope he can support in this Ning Wang's Mansion. He is very glad that he gave birth to a daughter, and in this country where women are inferior to men, giving birth to a daughter means that there is hope in the future. Of course, if he gave birth to a boy three years ago, he would not dislike it, after all, it was a piece of meat that fell from his body. It's a boy, and he'll do whatever it takes to raise him. Because of that, at least I have a sustenance.

After Yu Yaoxue hugged Mu Ranzhu and made enough fuss, she took Mu Ranzhu back to the room for a lunch break.

Mu Yinlin walked outside the door of King Yi's mansion and saw Ning Yi and the man with the hat there.

This man's name is Mu Yuan, ten years ago, he was chased and killed by the enemy, he was seriously injured, but fortunately Mu Jinyu rescued him, and he picked up a life. This person is strong in martial arts and is a top master. Mu Jinyu also worshipped this person as a teacher, he taught Mu Jinyu and Mu Yinlin the knowledge of strategy and martial arts, and it took two years to put Mu Jinyu on the throne, but unfortunately, after Mu Jinyu ascended to the emperor, he changed from a loyal minister to a powerful minister, and was suspicious of Mu Jinyu.

He and Mu Yinlin hadn't seen each other for three years.

When Mu Yuan saw Mu Yinlin, he bowed and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness King Yi, after three years, how are you doing recently?" ”

Mu Yinlin sighed, "Thank you Mr. for your concern, everything is fine in this hall!" It's just that the eldest sister ......"

Speaking of this, Mu Yinlin's eyes were full of sadness. Seeing Mu Yinlin's expression, Mu Yuan's heart seemed to be pressed by a boulder, and he was extremely uncomfortable. He let out a long sigh to ease his uncomfortable mood before sighing: "After three years, things are not people." On the way back, the old man heard that the current emperor was no longer Emperor Yuzhao. At first, the old man didn't believe it, but now he can't believe it. Emperor Yuzhao, the old man single-handedly trained you to ascend to the throne, and in the end, you still can't keep it! ”

"Sir, it's not easy to talk outside, let's go into the house and talk about it in detail!" Mu Yinlin said

The man nodded, "Good! ”

After speaking, he followed Mu Yinlin into the house.

In the evening, Ning Aoguo's palace was brightly lit. Today's emperor marrying a wife is a great happy event, although it is not open to the people of Ning Aoguo, but the palace is very lively.

Ning Yuchen, as the new emperor, has not yet married a wife, so Fuhe is the first wife she married.

When she was sent into the cave room, Fuhe was re-dressed by the palace people, so she re-wore a wedding dress and repainted a pair of makeup. But no matter how she paints, she is as beautiful as a fairy.

The door was slowly opened, and the room was decorated with joy. Ning Yuchen walked in wearing a auspicious suit. Today's Ning Yuchen is dressed in red, handsome and compelling. He walked up to Fuhe and smiled, "Your name is Fuhe?" ”

Fuhe ignored her, Ning Yuchen didn't care, he still said calmly: "You are the first woman to see me, neither kneeling down to pay homage, nor answering my words. ”

Fuhe knelt down and saluted, and said lightly: "Your Majesty, Fuhe has no rules, please give Fuhe a death." ”

Ning Yuchen stretched out his hand to hook Fuhe's jaw, Fuhe raised his head, Ning Yuchen took a closer look, and couldn't help but be surprised, her appearance was exactly the same as Chu Ji's, whether it was her eyes, facial features, or face, this was clearly Chu Ji herself. The only difference is that the personality is different.

Chu Ji's personality is gentle and tactful, dignified and generous. Chu Ji was only twenty-five years old when he died, while Ning Yuchen was only eight years old. When Chu Ji was accepted as a concubine by the first emperor, the first emperor decreed because of Chu Ji's beauty and named her the first beauty of Ning Aoguo. Since Chu Ji was crowned, the people of Ning Aoguo have praised Chu Ji's beauty to the gods, and they have also publicized it everywhere, Chu Ji's beauty was a household name at that time. Later, until Chu Ji died, Chu Ji's beauty gradually faded out of the sight of the people of Ning Aoguo. Until now, it is estimated that not many people can remember Chu Ji.

Ning Yuchen helped Fuhe up with both hands, "Don't worry, I won't touch you tonight." Fuhe, no matter what kind of girl you are, I will give you time to get used to it, and I will wait for you until the day you volunteer. ”

"Your Majesty." Fuhe lowered her eyes and replied listlessly.

"Fuhe, I came here to chat with you, and when I am sleepy, I will go back to my dormitory to sleep."

Fuhe nodded.

"Is the name Fuhe your real name?" Ning Yuchen asked puzzled

"Yes!" Fuhe replied without hesitation. Although her real name is Yatou, this is her first name, and it is the name given to her by Mencius Yan, and she has long regarded this name as her real name over the years.

"The lotus is the clothes, and the hibiscus is the clothes. Fuhe, your name is good, but it has an ominous meaning. As soon as I explained it, it was nothing more than a garment. It's just clothes, you can keep it or change it, so this name is not good, or I'll get you another one. Luckily? ”

"Your Majesty, Fuhe doesn't want to change his name."

Ning Yuchen smiled softly: "It's okay, if you don't want to change your name, don't change it." ”

Fuhe nodded, "Emperor Xie, Your Majesty, Fuhe is sleepy and wants to rest." ”

Ning Yuchen responded with a smile: "Okay! Then you can rest well, and I will come back to see you another day. ”

When he finished speaking, he turned and left.