"Lord?"

The starry eyes happened to meet the concerned eyes, and Zhan Xinglan's heartbeat actually skipped a beat.

"If you are sleepy, go back to Shu Pavilion to rest for a while, there is nothing important, there is no need to spend it here."

Fu Xuanlin let go of her shoulder, then took her hand and got up and walked out.

"Hey, wait. What about my father and my brother and sister-in-law?"

Zhan Xinglan unconsciously got up and walked with him, but when she came to her senses, she realized that there was no one in the front hall except for her and Fu Xuanlin.

"Ming Guogong, they went out to do something else. When they saw that you slept soundly, they knew that you must have been working too hard these days, so they asked me to watch over you here."

Zhan Xinglan laughed and said, "I see."

Which bride will doze off when she is hired, this is too embarrassing.

As if seeing Zhan Xinglan's embarrassment, Fu Xuanlin couldn't help but show a doting smile, "Since the third lady is awake, let's take a walk in the Fuzhong Garden."

Zhan Xinglan looked at the smile on his face, and thought that he had seen it wrong.

She nodded indifferently, "Okay."

The little servants and women of the Ming Mansion were busy, and when they saw Fu Xuanlin and Zhan Xinglan, they only hurriedly saluted and continued to be busy with the matter at hand.

The two walked side by side, their clasped hands obscured by their wide sleeves and swinging skirts.

After walking for a long time, Zhan Xinglan really couldn't stand such a quiet atmosphere, so he asked, "Lord Wang, in fact, the courtiers have always wanted to ask the prince, why did the prince get up and agree without hesitation when His Majesty gave him the marriage that day?"

Who knew that this question didn't matter, Fu Xuanlin suddenly stopped after pondering for a moment, turned around and looked at her with a serious face.

"Lord? What, what's wrong?"

Zhan Xinglan thought that he had said something wrong, and couldn't help but wink at him.

"I have always been a person with a weak temperament and even a cold temperament, but you are as bright as a ray of sunshine, and this is the preciousness that I have always longed for but cannot obtain. So, when my father gave you and me the marriage, I was very happy, and it felt like someone from darkness saw the light."

Fu Xuanlin's deep eyes flashed with sincerity that had never been seen before.

But his appearance made Zhan Xinglan seem to not know him anymore.

In her impression, Fu Xuanlin is a man like a mist.

She always thought that he was evil, indifferent, domineering, bad-mouthed, and decisive, but she didn't expect him to have such a cute and innocent side.

What she doesn't know is that this is the manifestation of involuntary self-expression after falling in love with someone.

Zhan Xinglan couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect the prince to be so cute."

"Contrast? Moe?" Fu Xuanlin frowned, "What does this mean?"

"It's nothing, the begonia flowers in the garden are blooming, it's very beautiful, do you want to go and see it?"

Zhan Xinglan saw his puzzled expression, and took the initiative to pull Fu Xuanlin to the garden.

A few days later, King Ling got married.

Zhan Xinglan put on that beautiful wedding dress, she never knew that the green wedding dress could be so beautiful on her body.

In the courtyard of Wangshu Pavilion, clusters of begonia flowers are fragrant, Zhan Xinglan walks lightly, and a pair of slender hands hold an acacia fan embroidered with flowers to cover his face.

Zhan Xinglan looked at the begonia flowers falling on the red carpet through the thin fan.

A tear unconsciously ran down her cheek like a goose egg.

She didn't know why she was crying, but she felt a little reluctant to smell the fragrance of the courtyard.

The road from Wangshu Pavilion to the front hall was not long, Zhan Xinglan walked slowly with the support of Zhu Huan and Ye Yunyu, and everything around her seemed to be waving goodbye to her.

On the high platform outside the front hall door, Fu Xuanlin was wearing a bright red wedding dress and stood in front of the door waiting for Zhan Xinglan.

Under the pavilion, Zhan Xinglan walked slowly and saw Fu Xuanlin through the fan.

Suddenly, her heart was beating like a drum, tense every muscle in her body.

although

said that she was premeditated to marry Fu Xuanlin, but after all, she was also married for the first time, and it would be self-deception to say that she was not nervous.

Even when he walked in front of Fu Xuanlin, Zhan Xinglan didn't even breathe very smoothly.

Zhu Huan saw Fu Xuanlin stretch out his hand, and immediately stepped aside with a look in his eyes, so that Fu Xuanlin could connect seamlessly.

A pair of strong and broad hands held Zhan Xinglan's arm.

"Slow down."

The soft-spoken admonition fell into Zhan Xinglan's ears, calming her nervousness a little.

The two stepped into the front hall, and Zhan Bofeng's eyes instantly moistened.

He pursed his lips, wiped a handful of tears, and choked up: "Lan'er, you are going to get married today, and my father can finally hand over to you the begonia step shake that your aunt left to you."

Zhan Bofeng trembled his hands and picked up a somewhat faded brocade box from Tang Ange's tablet on the table.

Open the lid of the brocade box, and the begonias are shaking but new and gorgeous.

Zhan Xinglan stepped forward with slightly red eyes and knelt in front of Zhan Bofeng.

The withered hands carefully took out the begonia and shook it and inserted it into Zhan Xinglan's bun.

Zhan Bofeng's old eyes overflowed with tears, "My Lan'er has grown up, and in the future, in this world of good and evil, Lan'er and His Royal Highness King Ling will work together. As a father, a father cannot protect you for a lifetime, but if anyone bullies you, a father will risk his life to seek justice for you. Today, my son is married, and as a father, I wish my son the phoenix and the dragon, and the phoenix and the song!"

Zhan Xinglan's tears broke instantly, although she was nostalgic for the love of the Zhan family's father and son, she never dared to indulge in it.

But it was only at this moment that she deeply felt that she was the daughter of Zhan Bofeng, she was the pearl of the Zhan family, and the treasure held in the palm of their hands.

Zhan Xinglan's eyes were full of tears, and she bowed deeply to Zhan Bofeng, her throat as if it had been torn apart.

"Daughter, goodbye father!"

Zhan Bofeng cried so hard that he couldn't stop crying, and he didn't turn his head to wave his hand.

"Go ahead."

Seeing this, Ye Yunyu hurriedly stepped forward to help her up, and her eyes were already red.

"Lan'er, don't cry, no matter where you are, your father, your eldest brother, your second brother, and sister-in-law will all think about you."

Zhan Xinglan bowed slightly, stood up with a smile, and bowed to Zhan Bofeng Yingying before reluctantly turning around and walking slowly towards the door.

When passing by Zhan Nanjing and Zhan Mobei, Zhan Xinglan smiled at them with red eyes.

Although the two brothers were also sad, they still restrained their reluctance and gave her a smile back.

Zhan Xinglan walked to Fu Xuanlin's side, but saw Fu Xuanlin bent over and bent at ninety degrees, and arched his hand to Zhan Bofeng and said, "Lord Taishan, the son-in-law hereby swears here today that he will never let Lan'er be bullied, if he violates this oath, the son-in-law will never return!"

Hearing such a heavy oath, Zhan Bofeng nodded with satisfaction.

He knew that Fu Xuanlin was a good prince, but Fu Xuanlin was not favored since he was a child, and his personality was inevitably a little paranoid. That's why he couldn't help but worry that his baby daughter would be wronged if she married him, but now it seems that Fu Xuanlin is quite sincere to his baby daughter, and he can be regarded as a trustworthy person for the time being. Chinese Net

Fu Xuanlin made this oath, which also surprised Zhan Xinglan.

It is said that a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost, but Zhan Xinglan knows that Fu Xuanlin is a spit and a nail, and he must do what he says.

The welcoming procession has already begun to beat gongs and drums outside.

The jubilant and joyful sound of gongs and drums broke the somewhat heavy atmosphere in the antechamber.

Fu Xuanlin and Zhan Xinglan walked side by side, landing on the red carpet step by step.

The sun was shining brightly, and even the birds were singing in flocks in the treetops.

Dressed in gorgeous clothes, the dignified and charming Zhan Xinglan sat in the royal sedan chair with the support of Zhu Huan.

Through the sedan curtain, she could vaguely see Fu Xuanlin jumping on the horse.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears that lingered on her cheeks, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It turns out that getting married is so happy and sad.

The etiquette of the royal family's marriage is very complicated, and the Lingwang Mansion is the largest mansion in Beijing, and just walking is enough for Zhan Xinglan.

But she can't complain, this path is her own choice, whether it is pain or happiness, she has to bear it.

What's more, this is just the beginning, and she must hold back.

An hour and a half passed, and I finally heard the father-in-law who presided over the wedding in the palace shouting, "Licheng!"

Zhan Xinglan was surrounded by a bunch of palace maids and sent into the dormitory.

After walking for a long time, Zhan Xinglan's feet were numb.

As soon as she was deflated and was about to sit down, she heard the palace maid at the head of the palace say, "Princess, please wait a minute, the maidservants and others are outside the palace, if the princess needs anything, please command."

After that, the first palace maid led more than a dozen small palace maids to retreat.

Zhan Xinglan held the fan and cautiously tentatively revealed his eyes.

A pair of eyes scanned the entire dormitory, and after making sure that only Zhu Huan was on the side, he breathed a sigh of relief and casually threw the fan on the couch.

Seeing this, Zhu Huan hurriedly picked up the fan and put it in Zhan Xinglan's hand.

"Third lady, you have to pay attention to your manners, you can't be so casual."

Zhan Xinglan looked at Zhu Huan and pursed his mouth, "It's only you and me now, why pay attention to your demeanor?"

"But after all, this is the Lingwang Mansion, not the Ming State Mansion, and the three ladies must wake up at all times."

"Zhu Huan, why are you so careful?"

Zhu Huan looked embarrassed, "The third lady doesn't know, just now when you and the prince saluted Your Majesty, the maid accidentally stood in the wrong position, and the palace maid just now glared at me and squeezed me with her body, which startled me, and I thought that Your Majesty was going to punish the servant."

Zhan Xinglan immediately frowned when he heard this, "You don't have to be afraid, there are so many people in the world that Your Majesty may not notice you." However, this palace maid is very powerful, there are only ten servants and maidservants in King Ling's mansion, and these palace maids were only temporarily dispatched for King Ling's wedding, and it stands to reason that it will not be her turn to give you a horse."

A hint of foreboding inexplicably ignited in her heart.

Suddenly, the door to the dormitory opened.

Zhan Xinglan didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly raised the fan, but he didn't know that he had taken it backwards.

There were many people suddenly pouring in the dormitory, Zhu Huan glanced at Zhan Xinglan, and immediately realized that the fan was reversed.

She hurriedly lowered her voice, her lips moved slightly, and she bent down slightly and said to Zhan Xinglan, "Third lady, fan! Fan!"

was reminded by Zhu Huan like this, and Zhan Xinglan realized that the front of the fan was facing him.

Today's battle is not tolerated, if this fan is found to be facing the groom on the back, then it will be fine?

The palace maids with all kinds of items hung their heads and stood on both sides, and Fu Xuanlin was the last to come in.

Zhan Xinglan saw Fu Xuanlin approaching step by step, and simply turned his heart horizontally and turned the handle of the fan with his fingers, but who would have thought that Fu Xuanlin held her hand at the moment when the fan turned.