Dong Jingfeng sighed lightly, he raised his eyes to look at the poppy who was just right outside the window, could he still see her again?

In the blink of an eye, it is the Golden Autumn Festival, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is more than poetry to recruit sons-in-law, and this matter is boiling in the capital.

At this time, Dong Jingfeng, who was the first son of the capital, also received an invitation. "Childe, King Luo will recruit a son-in-law for his sister during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he specially sent someone to send you an invitation. ”

Yu Xia held a very delicate invitation in his hand and respectfully handed it to Dong Jingfeng, who was trimming the orchid leaves on the stone table. "Don't go. ”

Dong Jingfeng's action of pruning the leaves did not stop, and he directly refused.

Yu Xia's eyes showed a yearning look, the scene of Luowangfu recruiting sons-in-law must be very big, I really want to go and see it. Thinking like this, he scratched his head and muttered in a low voice, "King Luo is the elder brother of the county lord of Huai'an, and he is recruiting a son-in-law for the county lord of Huai'an this time." ”

When Dong Jingfeng heard Luo Huairou's name, the scissors that were pruning the leaves in his hand stopped. This action was seen by Yu Xia, thinking that Gongzi was angry, Yu Xia immediately shut up and stood aside respectfully.

Dong Jingfeng put the scissors in his hand on the stone table, and then glanced at the invitation in the scholar's hand, and Yu Xia immediately handed over the invitation quickly. After a few glances, his thin lips opened slightly, "You go down and prepare." ”

"Okay, Childe. Hearing that Childe was going to the banquet, the scholar happily went down to prepare. After Yu Xia left, Dong Jingfeng looked at the orchid on the stone table, his mood was surprisingly much better, and a smile flashed in his eyes. This orchid has never bloomed, but this year it has a surprising bud.

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"Huairou doesn't want to get married. With tears in her eyes, the woman in Tsing Yi knelt on the ground, pulling the corner of the clothes of a middle-aged man in a brown brocade robe with a slightly fat body.

Although the man has reached middle age, the years have not left too many traces on his face, and he can still faintly see the shadow of his youthful demeanor.

This person is Luo Huairou's brother, that is, the eldest son of King Luo, who inherited the title of King Luo not long ago, Luo Jiu.

Luo Wangye looked at Luo Huairou's aggrieved appearance, and his heart was very uncomfortable, and his eyes were full of unbearable. He closed his eyes and spoke, "Brother tomorrow, I will pick a good man for you, you ......"

Before the man could finish speaking, the door was opened, and the old princess ran out of the door with tears on her face. She entered the back door and hugged Luo Huairou to protect her behind her, and begged King Luo, "Jiu'er, Huairou is still young. If she doesn't want to get married, don't force her. ”

Princess Luo only gave birth to a daughter, Luo Huairou, and she has loved her in every way since she was a child, and she was naturally reluctant to see her son forcing Huairou to get married so early.

"Mother, I am confused! I naturally have my own reasons for doing this. I got the news from the palace that the emperor will draft every month, and all the girls in the family who are about seventeen, regardless of the official position in the family, must be sent to the draft. ”

The place in the palace that eats people and doesn't spit out bones, he can't send his daughter to the palace!

"So you came up with this method after weighing it?" "Princess Luo is also a smart woman, and when King Luo said this, she naturally understood his hardships. But thinking that Luo Huairou was going to get married before she was fifteen, she was still sad, and she couldn't help but hide her face and cry.

Luo Huairou heard her brother say this, and she also understood that her brother was for her good. She bowed her head to hide the gloom in her eyes. "I know my brother is for my good, and I don't blame my brother. Brother, go out. ”

She stretched out her hand and gently wiped the tears on her mother's face with a handkerchief. "My mother doesn't cry, and Huairou is fine. She looked at her mother's worried eyes and smiled pretending to be nothing.

King Luo looked at the scene in front of him, sighed helplessly, pulled up the old princess Luo who was still choking and hugged her in his arms, and turned to leave. Luo Huairou sat on the ground, helplessly holding her arms.

Dong Jingfeng's appearance appeared in her mind, and her heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

She didn't want to get married, because she just wanted to marry Su Minhang.

Early morning.

"Miss, the slave maid is Mama Xia. Madame ordered the slave maid to come and dress you. "Mama expressed her meaning simply and clearly.

"Yes. Luo Huairou agreed softly with an expressionless face.

After a period of grooming and dressing, Luo Huairou looked at herself with dignified makeup in the mirror, and lost her mind for a moment. "Miss is so beautiful. Mama Xia's eyes were full of envy, Miss was even more beautiful than the lady of the first beauty in the capital back then.

While thinking, Mama Xia put a red hijab embroidered with mandarin ducks on Luo Huairou's head.

A moment under the red cover, Luo Huairou thought of him again. How good it would be if Huairou could marry you. His eyes were sour, and his eyes were smeared with tears on his delicate makeup.

Not far from the carriage, a plaque made of sandalwood hangs on the door of a huge courtyard, on which the three big characters of Luowangfu are written with a brush.

"Childe, the Luowang Mansion has arrived. Yu Xia stood beside the carriage and reminded the people inside.

"Help me down" sounded halfway, and a cold male voice came from inside the car.

"Yes. Yu Xia opened the dark blue curtain and respectfully helped Dong Jingfeng out of the carriage and put him in a wheelchair. At this time, there was a lot of people coming and going outside the Luowang Mansion.

"Childe, the banquet is about to begin. Yu Xia reminded.

Dong Jingfeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said, "Then go in." ”

"Invitation. The guard at the door stopped them, Yu Xia took out the invitation from his arms and handed it over, and the guard respectfully let them go when he saw the invitation.

The palace of the king of Luo is full of lights, red lanterns are hung everywhere, and there are attendants standing in every corner.

Yu Xia had never seen such a big pomp and circumstance, and was a little stunned. "Childe, this pomp is so big. ”

"Princess Luo, there is only one daughter in this life, and the pomp will naturally not be bad. He seemed to have expected it for a long time, and was not surprised, and explained indifferently.

"No wonder. "Yu Xia Ming. They had already arrived at the banquet during the conversation, probably because it was still early, and there were not many people at the banquet.

Under the attic is where the commoners are, and there are only some sparse civilians standing, and on the attic where they are standing at this time are some dignitaries invited by the king of Luo.

Dong Jingfeng glanced at the attic, but he didn't see Luo Huairou's figure. "It's still early, and the people haven't arrived yet, so let's wait and see. ”

Yu Xia understood Gongzi's thoughts and opened his mouth to persuade. "Shaoqing of Dali Temple. ”

A man dressed in light purple squinted at a pair of merry peach blossom eyes and walked towards Jinlan with a folding fan. When Dong Jingfeng saw the visitor, he chuckled, "I'm afraid that the Seventh Prince has recognized the wrong person, and he is just an ordinary son." ”

He was the top student in high school before, and he was sent by the emperor to be the concubine of the Seventh Prince, so Dong Jingfeng had a very good relationship with him.

However, because of some things, he left the palace and went to be the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, and later won the reputation of the first son of Dongjun Kingdom.

"Haha, whether it's Taifu or Childe, it's good if you're Dong Jingfeng. Xiao Yihan chuckled, after Dong Jingfeng left the palace, he wanted to find a chance to visit him, but unfortunately he was not available.

But I didn't expect to meet him here today. He squinted at Dong Jingfeng's gaze with a little subtlety. "I didn't expect Brother Jingfeng to come and join in the fun. ”

It seemed that he didn't hear the temptation in Xiao Yihan's words, Dong Jingfeng chuckled lightly, and asked rhetorically, "If the Seventh Prince can come, he is not allowed to come next?"

Xiao Yihan was a little embarrassed when he heard Jin Lan answer like this, he didn't mean it that way, but, alas, he also had a hard time.

He said cheekily, "Brother Jingfeng hasn't set foot in the palace for three years. ”

Speaking of this, he stopped, and continued in an ambiguous tone: "Sister Huang misses you very much. "The eldest princess loves Dong Jingfeng, and she was dressed in the palace three years ago, so Dong Jingfeng resigned from the emperor as a princess and left the palace in order to avoid suspicion.

This time, he took the opportunity of King Luo to marry his daughter and left the palace, and the imperial sister could tell him that he must bring Dong Jingfeng into the palace.

Thinking of this, he smiled evilly, and shook the folding fan with joy in his eyes.

"The Seventh Prince, don't talk nonsense. Hearing Xiao Yihan mention the eldest princess Xiao Yue, he tightened his brows, and a layer of frost condensed on his face. His eyes were like the cold wind of the cold winter moon, drifting towards Xiao Yihan.

Xiao Yihan regarded Dong Jingfeng as a good brother, and when he saw his gloomy face, he immediately closed his mouth and chatted with the scholar on the side.

After about a pillar of incense, the people who should come came one after another. King Luo stood on the stage and announced some rules of the competition, and after speaking, some literati and writers came to the stage one after another to write poems.

Xiao Yihan said casually: "It is said that this Miss Luo Wang is also a rare beauty, Brother Jingfeng can want to go down and try it." ”

"Let's go. Because he hadn't seen Luo Huairou's figure all along, Dong Jingfeng was about to leave, and he commanded Yu Xia beside him.

"Yes, Childe. The scholar knew that Childe was in a bad mood to see Miss Ling, so he bowed his head and meekly obeyed Childe's orders, he pushed the wheelchair and prepared to leave, but the Seventh Prince suddenly blocked in front, and he looked at Childe helplessly.

"Wait, you're just leaving?" Xiao Yihan stood in front of Dong Jingfeng with a surprised face, he was entrusted with loyalty, he promised the imperial sister to bring Dong Jingfeng into the palace, and Dong Jingfeng left like this, so how could he be good.

"What does the Seventh Prince smell?" Dong Jingfeng curled his lips and spoke slowly.

"What?" Xiao Yihan didn't expect Dong Jingfeng to ask him this, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

Xiao Yihan is allergic to pollen, which he knows as a friend, "Recently, I had nothing to do, so I went to collect some orchid pollen and prepare to make honey."

"It's a pity. After finishing speaking, Dong Jingfeng opened his mouth with a regretful face.

Hearing what Dong Jingfeng said, he only heard a crisp sound, the folding fan in Xiao Yihan's hand fell to the ground, he looked at Dong Jingfeng with a dull gaze, for a long time, he came back to his senses and hurriedly rolled up his sleeves to check, as long as he was allergic, he would have a rash on his body.

Dong Jingfeng took advantage of this time to speak to the scholar, "Let's go." The tone was raised, waking up Yu Xia, who was still in a daze.

"Yes, Childe. Yu Xia replied with some schadenfreude in his tone, and then he pushed Dong Jingfeng out the door. "Hey, how could it be okay. ”

After Xiao Yihan found that there was no rash on his body, he thought that he had been tricked by Dong Jingfeng. At this time, Dong Jingfeng had already gone away.

"Prepare the carriage and go back to the palace. As soon as he gave the order, a black-clothed and masked man suddenly appeared in the originally empty place behind him and knelt on the ground, "Dark one obeys." "It's a hidden guard he has cultivated himself.

Dong Jingfeng didn't leave, he went upstairs and found a place to sit by the window.