The wedding was scheduled for five days later.

Wen Ling wanted to solve Han Jun's old immortal before this, and gave it to Gongye Feng as a newlywed "gift".

I wanted to put pressure on Jingzhao Mansion Yin, but then I thought about it, it couldn't all be thanks to Jingzhao Mansion Yin.

Those scoundrels are playing blitzkrieg guerrilla warfare, and they can't catch it at all. Even if he was caught, it would be difficult to prove that it was instigated by Han Jun. It could be said that someone else would bite him, and then hire another group of people.

Jingzhao Mansion Yin she has seen, is a cautious and pragmatic person. He will not do such a thing as offending the privy councillor without substantial benefit and full certainty.

She'll have to think again.

She spent the days before the wedding staring at the kiln, but she never fired the red glaze.

On the fifth day, Wen Ling and Gong Yehan were going to attend the wedding.

On this day, Wen Ling got up early in the morning, and the last time he got up so early was the last time.

She changed into her favorite set of wide-sleeved palace clothes embroidered with gold threads, and hula a large group of palace maids styling her. I used a bunch of hair buns and combed the most domineering high bun.

Because she sold all her valuable jewelry when she was thrifty before, she had to go to Linhua Hall to borrow Zheng Wan'er's set of emerald noodles.

Zheng Wan'er originally held it back, but when she heard that she was going to attend Ning Zhilan's wedding, she immediately took out all the hidden secrets.

Arm Wen Ling's fingers, wrists, ears, neck, and all the places that can be inlaid with gold and jade.

Zheng Wan'er: "I put on all my best things for you, and you must not lose to Ning Zhilan, that!" I can't let that scum of King Ping look down! ”

Wen Ling clenched his little fists: "Hmm! ”

She even changed her previous palace makeup and put on a gorgeous modern makeup.

After picking himself up, he went to call Gongye Han.

As a result, Gongye was cold...... Haven't gotten up yet!

Wen Ling stood beside his bed and shouted.

Gong Yehan woke up from sleep, and faintly noticed a cold aura around him. When I opened my eyes and waited to see clearly, I was stunned for a minute.

"Didn't I tell you yesterday to wake up early today?" Wen Ling asked coldly.

“...... But it only takes me a quarter of an hour to get out. ”

Wen Ling's face was gloomy and rainy......

Gong Yehan: "I'll start now." ”

Gong Yehan went from dressing to tying his hair, and sure enough, it only took a quarter of an hour.

In order to match Wen Ling, he also wore a dark color regular dress and a belt inlaid with gold and jade. It's a pity that he didn't have a crown of emerald hair, so he wore a gold one, and the more swaggering the better.

"Why is your set of emerald heads so familiar?"

"I borrowed Zheng Wan'er, and I took all my valuable jewelry to sell and hoard grain."

Gong Yehan's eyes drooped slightly, and he was silent.

The two of them picked it up, and Yue Qingci was also waiting at the gate of Zichen Palace.

He was still a silver rat-gray cloak, with gray-white dark clothes inside, long hair half tied and half draped, and he was as cold as a fairy.

From afar, Wen Ling could see his long eyelashes fluttering, and he was stunned for a while.

"Sick seedlings with a little white face...... "Gong Yehan said from the side.

The three of them traveled by car, brought a team of Imperial Forest Army, and used the honor guard with great fanfare.

When I arrived at King Ping's Mansion, it was already full of guests.

The eunuch dragged a long note and shouted: "The emperor has arrived, the concubine has arrived, and the prince has arrived." ”

The Imperial Forest Army opened the way, the palace people spread out a long red carpet at the door, and the Son of Heaven's honor guard Cuihua swayed.

Gongye Han helped Wen Ling get out of the car.

The two raised their heads and chests, held small hands with big hands, and walked in together.

Yue Qingci followed behind the two.

As soon as the three of them entered the main hall, the eyes of the audience immediately focused.

Wen Ling and Gong Yehan stood side by side, dressed in more than a dozen pounds of Chinese clothes.

The costumes are gorgeous, and the imperial concubine is unique.

However, the beauty of the clothes is not as beautiful as the peerless appearance of the two, and there is a fairy-like figure behind them.

If ordinary people saw it, they would probably think that this was a god descending to earth.

Everyone knelt on the ground with hulala, and the mountain shouted, "Long live Chitose." ”

Gong Yehan paused for a moment before he said in his majestic voice, "Flat." ”

The crowd cheered and stood up again.

Dexi shouted: "Send a congratulatory gift~"

A small eunuch held a roll of paper and presented it to Gongye Feng and opened it.

Everyone was curious and tilted their heads to look.

It was a painting, a picture of seclusion in the mountains and forests, and it was not even framed, so I took it directly naked.

The intention is self-explanatory.

But if you look at the painting carefully, the brushstrokes and painting style are clearly Shi Yannian, but the payment is Gongye Han.

You have to say that this painting is not valuable, Shi Yannian's danqing is also famous and can be sold at a high price.

You have to say that it is valuable, this payment is the emperor's, and he is still an emperor who does not learn and does not know how to do it.

Gongye Han said: "This is specially painted by me for King Ping, does King Ping still like it?" ”

"Your Majesty Mobao, the minister naturally likes it." Gongye Feng rolled up the picture and handed it to the little guy next to him, but there was no joy on his face.

Su Liang also presented Yue Qingci's congratulatory gift, which was just a small white jade bottle.

Yue Qing said: "I shouldn't have given such a congratulatory gift at the wedding, but I heard that Princess Ping has been troubled by the scars on her face, and this jade cream can smooth all the scars, and I hope Princess Ping can show her face as soon as possible." ”

Gongye thanked him, and put away the jade paste himself.

The voice of the singer came from outside: "The bride has arrived~"

Gongye Feng then greeted him at the door.

The place in the high hall is empty, and Gongyefeng's parents are no longer alive.

Wen Ling and Gong Yehan sat down together very consciously.

Ning Zhilan was dressed in a red wedding dress, and was supported by the maid all the way.

Despite the beaded curtain hanging in front of her, Wen Ling could still see the resentment that flashed on her face when she saw her.

Wen Ling hooked her lips and smiled, raising her eyebrows, the pain of the two of them was the cornerstone of her happiness.

The bride and groom worship heaven and earth and ...... Imperial Princess.

After the bride is sent to the cave house, the wedding feast really begins.

Today, all the leading figures in the capital came, and dozens of tables were set up for the banquet, and the male and female guests were seated separately.

The atmosphere at Gongyehan's table and Wenling's table was equally awkward.

This is after the last autumn hunt, Wen Ling once again deeply experienced the feeling of being a leader.

The female guests at the banquet all looked at her together, and the leader did not move the chopsticks, and no one dared to move first.

"Ahem, that ......" Wen Ling raised his wine glass and cleared his throat as expected, "Bengong said simply, Ang, this ...... Since it's a simple two sentences, this palace won't say much, so ...... But it's not that I don't say it, ah, but I can't say it less, Ang, I say more...... It's too much, ah, it's too little...... It seems too little, ah, eh~ Don't be stunned, move chopsticks. ”

Wen Ling looked at the top of the women's heads, and a gold-plated emerald and ruby hairpin caught her attention.

She has seen this hairpin, and the person who wears the hairpin is the daughter of Chen Shiji, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Chen Ziyun.

Wen Ling was a little stuffy under the pressure of the gorgeous clothes on her body, and she got up after drinking a few glasses to go to the garden to breathe.

When he left the table, on another table, Wen Chuan was sitting at the table of the soldiers and was being poured wine.

The wedding is really a torture for the bride, a carnival for everyone.

When passing through the corridor of the garden, Wen Ling was knocked by someone.

It's a little girl.

When he saw the maid's face clearly, Wen Ling was frightened.

Her face was covered with shocking scars, red, one after another, like centipedes entrenched on her face. Where there is no scar, you can still see that the skin is fair and delicate, and this comparison is even more scary.

It was more than ten times more terrifying than Ning Zhilan's face.

"The slave and maid should die, the slave and the maid should die, please forgive the nobleman for his sins......" This little maid actually didn't know Wen Ling's identity, but seeing Wen Ling's gorgeous clothes, it was always wrong to call "noble".

Wen Ling waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you can go." ”

The little maid was forgiven, and hurried away without touching her feet.

Wen Ling continued to walk along the corridor to the garden, but the voice of the little maid asking for mercy came from a distance behind him.

"The slave and the maid deserve to die, the slave and the maid deserve to die, ask the prince for forgiveness......"

"You ugly bastard, who let you get here! Didn't you go to the wing room to serve? Get out of here! Don't get in the way of the king's eyes! ”

It is the public style that scolds people.

Wen Ling pretended not to hear and continued to walk forward.

The footsteps behind him were getting faster and closer.

She secretly rubbed the ring on her hand, which Gong Yehan gave her for self-defense, and there was a drug in it.

"Wenling."

Gongye Feng called her.

Wen Ling continued to pretend to be deaf and continued to walk.

"Are you lying to me or yourself by pretending to be stupid like this?" He shouted.

Wen Ling stopped.

Gongye Feng approached step by step: "It seems that what I told you on Chinese New Year's Eve, you didn't think clearly. ”

Wen Ling turned to look directly at him: "What are you considering?" Thinking of going along with a murderous scum like you? ”

Gongye Feng smiled contemptuously, walked up to Wen Ling, and carefully examined her face.

She is already extremely beautiful, with moon eyebrows and starry eyes, bright and moving. Today's outfit is a little more graceful and luxurious than usual, and between looking forward to it, it can teach people's hearts to waver.

"You women are naïve and stupid, people don't kill for themselves, it's better to cooperate with me than to cooperate with Gongye Han, he is the real murderer, you are a pawn in his eyes, sooner or later he will kill you for his own interests."

Wen Ling laughed angrily, looking at him like a perverted megalomaniac.

"But you are different in my eyes, Wen Ling," he came closer and said in a low voice, "After all, in this world, you are the only one of my kind, and without you, even if I ascend the throne, I will be very lonely......"

He gradually approached Wen Ling's ear, and the sound became more and more disgusting.

Wen Ling said leisurely: "My earrings are coated with poison. ”

Gongye Feng retreated suddenly, and the wine was also frightened to wake up.

Wen Ling's face was full of ridicule, and he said: "King Ping wants to be above ten thousand people, how can he do this boldness?" ”

Realizing that he was being played, Gong Yefeng instantly became angry, grabbed Wen Ling's neck with one hand, and said fiercely: "You dare to play with me?!" ”

The snow-white slender powder neck can be broken as long as he uses a little force.

However, in the next moment, Wen Ling's hand lifted the sleeves of his robe, and Gongye Feng's forearm ached.

He let go of his hand with a soft snort, and there was an oblique blood wound on his forearm.

This woman actually carried a knife with her?

Wen Ling then grabbed his injured arm, and as soon as he pulled it, the ring on his hand stabbed towards his carotid artery.

Gongye Feng felt another pain in his neck, quickly choked Wen Ling's wrist, and began to fight back.

After a few tricks, Gongye Feng not only didn't take any advantage, but gradually became unstable.

Soon his body shook and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Wen Ling looked at him coldly, went up and kicked him in the crotch, "Rotten cucumber!" ”

Unfortunately, the amount of the drug was very light, and he would wake up in a while.

After kicking this kick, Wen Ling suddenly felt that his chest was no longer tight, his cervical spine was no longer painful, and he could go up to the fifth floor in one breath.

Looking around, no one notices here.

She straightened her clothes, stroked her hair and temples, and walked back.

Ahead, a piercing scream pierced the night sky.

"Oh no, Commander Wen is killing someone-"