Before the king's palace, it was not stained at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The king looked at the civil and military ministers and soldiers in front of the Guangdian, the haze on his face was long gone, and he was full of energy waiting for his two little guesses, the beauty poet Homo sapiens was perfect, his hands were hanging down, his mouth was slightly open, and he could laugh at any time.

Your Highness, hundreds of red-clothed guards held high spears, and set up a passage diagonally opposite, and a long red cloth carpet had already been laid on the ground; past the gun gallery, there were dozens of civilian and military generals, their eyes fixed on half-bent salutes; on the steps, the protector was dressed in battle armor, and the sword at his waist was majestic, and his spirit was radiant; finally, the king's robe was added, the long hair behind his head was tied up with silver threads, and his ruddy and sturdy face was even more impatient and jubilant.

A burst of joy walked up, thousands of people in the audience saluted, and Chen Ying'er, a generation of British queens, fell out of the sedan chair, like a fairy from the sky!

Chen Ying'er has a blue phoenix crown on her head, a purple silk shawl, a red satin with a thousand shaks against the golden embroidery, ear rings, a chest pendant, a slender hand-held Buddha beads, a white and tender face reflected in the thousands of purples and thousands of reds, hooked eyebrows, delicate eyes, tall nose, red lips;

Yu'er lowered her eyebrows and closed her lips, and followed behind the young lady in small steps, only she knew that the mother of the Republic of China in front of her was in turmoil at the moment, on the one hand, for love, on the other hand, for the country, and finally chose the latter;

Chen Yinger, the first beauty in the south, secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, and slowly stepped into the red carpet with her soft lips open, which means that she has stepped into the palace since then and become the first woman in the south.

Passing by the civil and military officials, suddenly, she suddenly felt that someone was watching her in the distance, it was a long-lost and familiar feeling, it was Wentu!

Is Ventu there?

Chen Ying'er's footsteps slowed, and she remembered Wentu's words, no longer hesitated, and walked a little faster, and went straight to the official rank of the main hall.

King Chen immediately bowed down and greeted the queen of his palm.

Chen Ying'er didn't go to see her father, walked in front of the king, bent down to close her eyes and salute, and listened to the king's order.

The civil official immediately gently raised the king's decree and read it aloud:

Wang Zhao, in accordance with the will of heaven and the wishes of the people, with the thought of Wang Guan, Chen Ying'er, the daughter of the protector of the country, led troops to resist in the past, cast a tripod and carved merits, did not forget the people's diseases in his spare time, and his heart was concerned about the world. This woman is dignified, reasonable, beautiful, respected, and expected. This king prayed for the grace of the ancestors, the permission of the eternal queen, and the grace of the royal family, and Chen Ying'er as a concubine. On the same day, she entered the palace and was crowned as the queen, showing the world. Special order, the first day of the eighth month of the tenth year of the king's calendar.

"The queen thanked the king!"

Chen Ying'er took the royal decree, turned around and looked ahead, and suddenly the horn sounded, and hundreds of people in the audience chanted "Great Queen", civil officials saluted, military generals raised their fists, and soldiers poked guns respectfully.

She didn't look at the civil and military officials, but looked ahead, holding the Wang Decree tightly in her hands, not daring to slack off at all; while looking for the shadow of Wentu in the vast sea of people, what kind of woman Chen Ying'er is, after taking Baizhi, she is even more divine, and she has faintly felt that right in front of her, there is a person's heart aching, it is no one else, it must be Wentu!

She can get through that heart, although it is no longer love and private love, but at this moment the person is staring here, asking something, if it is a confidante, why is it a little sad?

Since then, you have been my confidant, and you are clearly alive, but where is it?

I am married and alone, who cries when you get married?

If I give birth to a son, you will give birth to a son, and I will make a golden orchid as my own;

I am married and alone, who cries when you get married?

If I am born different, the two little ones have no guesses!

The male is Jinlan, the female is the sister, and the similarities and differences are husband and wife, which is the wish of the queen!

But no one knows that Wentu will not get married in the Southern Dynasty in this life!

Under the main hall, the princess looked at the eldest sister-in-law from a distance and smiled happily, knowing that her eyes were crooked, she already understood the heart of the eldest brother and the king, although there would be more disputes and pains in the future, but everything would be fine; looking sideways, the little Wenzi was expressionless, and suddenly sank her face, glared at Wentu and asked why are you unhappy? Wentu smiled dumbly, but there was no such ugly expression in the whole world, and no one knew that his heart was dripping blood!

"Affectionate people will become dependents, bad people, where are you?" Seeing Chen Ying'er enter the concubine, the princess couldn't help but sigh.

Wentu had already shaved off his heart, looked at the princess's delicate cheeks, and suddenly quietly pointed at Leng Ling, signaling that this person could be a son-in-law!

"Xiao Wenzi!" The princess blamed Wentu, but in the end, she still followed Wentu's finger and glanced at Leng Ling, so magnificent, so indifferent, but with irreplaceable fortitude.

"The queen enters the palace, and the ministers pay homage!"

"The queen ......" hundreds of people outside the hall shouted together.

The king smiled happily, gently pulled Chen Ying'er and left slowly, and there was a cry of earth-shattering congratulations behind him......

After welcoming the queen, the princess took Wentu straight to the south corner of the palace, and the lotus flowers in the pond were in full bloom, attracting a few green flies to fly around, and the princess stood there and watched obsessively, without saying a word.

Wentu knew that this was the last time he would accompany the princess here, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost. The princess has a lively personality and a good heart, but she is fascinated by her own shadow, but she can't speak, so she touches her lightly and makes a cold posture, although she doesn't pretend to be like it, but the princess understands it at a glance, and asks with wide eyes: "General?"

Wentu nodded fiercely, picked up the princess's jade hand, pretended to be Leng Ling, pressed the thumbs of the two together, and nodded violently. But at this time, Wentu was serious, but he showed some Wentu expressions.

The princess looked at it, this little Wenzi was very much like Wentu, and she grabbed Wentu's hand and threw herself into his arms, and said aggrievedly: "You are as bad as Wentu!"

Wentu knew that he didn't know when he would be able to meet again, so he also gently hugged the princess, feeling a little reluctant.

"Xiao Wenzi, Wentu may really not come here anymore, you have always spoken very well, are you sure he thinks about me?"

Ventu nodded vigorously.

"I hope he can live better, you promised that if there is an afterlife, he will marry me," through the wedding of the eldest sister-in-law, she was also stunned, "obviously touched someone, but he didn't come to see me once, even if it was one side, let me talk about my thoughts, and feel better......"

Wentu persevered, holding back the sadness in his heart.

Perhaps, the princess poured out her heart to Xiao Wenzi again and again, and this Awen is indeed Wentu, and the heart knot has been opened in the senses, and she smiled faintly in Wentu's arms.

Wentu took a thoughtful breath of the scent emanating from the princess, raised his hand to caress her long hair, touched the place where the bun was triggered, and put it back......

A quarter of an hour later, the two returned to the princess's palace simultaneously.

The princess looked Wentu up and down, nodded slightly and said: "Ah Wen, you are really handsome, it's a pity that you are silent, but don't worry, you have meritorious service to this princess, and the Japanese princess must choose a lovely maid to give you a marriage, so that you can stay in the princess's mansion forever, although you can't be an official, I will never treat you badly!"

Wentu couldn't help but smile bitterly and nodded, but when he saw the princess's face full of spring breeze, he felt relieved.

Taking the opportunity, Wentu secretly stepped out of the princess's mansion, stared at the princess's residence in front of him affectionately, and sighed with emotion, now Leng Ling has been promoted to a general, and he must be dedicated to assisting the king; Chen Ying'er will enter the palace, and she will also work with the king to correct the dynasty; the princess complex has been completed, and it is estimated that she will be committed to Leng Ling, and all her wishes have been completed. If there is no accident, the person who harmed the second princess should be King Chen and the second king, the king will definitely be able to find out, now the world is decided, and you can't act hastily, Fu Rou is just eight years old, and she is still far from the end of the task, she must have the opportunity to avenge the second princess, it has been a few months since she left Beicheng, and it is time to go back and see Fu Rou. Thinking of this, he slowly bent down, saluted the three servants of the princess's mansion, silently said that the princess was well, and quietly left the palace......

Leng Ling finished arranging the affairs of the army and rushed straight to the princess's mansion, a generation of generals, who wanted to investigate what was naturally captured. He didn't go to see the princess first, but went straight to the maid's house.

"Cold ...... General!" The maids in the house paid their respects one after another, not daring to look up and peep like they had done in the past.

"Acui stays, the others disperse, I have something to ask!" Leng Ling had already taken out the tone of a captain, if he was a general, he would not have this right.

Leng Ling looked at Acui: "On the day of Awen's return from the martial arts competition, did he come to you first?"

In front of him is the general, even if it is a finger, his own family will be gone, but, after all, that day promised Wentu not to say anything, and now the general actually asked about this, there must be something strange in it, I am afraid that it will affect Awen, and he shook his head silently.

"I am from the princess gate, Ah Wen and I have our own origins, this general assures you, the stakes are very high, but there is absolutely no harm to Ah Wen!"

Atsui looked up in a panic and saw that the general was definitely not lying, so she nodded yes.

"Did you sew buttons for him?"

"General, how do you know?!" Atsui lost her voice.

"Colorful Sword Warrior?!Don't spread the word!" Leng Ling didn't have time to explain, and flew out directly. Ah Cui fluttered and sat on the ground, could it be that this Ah Wen is a colorful sword warrior? If it was really him, he would be so happy even if he died, thinking about it, he snickered, and raised his hand to cover his face where Ah Wen kissed that day.

Leng Ling rushed into the main hall of the princess, forgetting to give a salute, and looked at the panicked princess:

"Princess, where is Xiao Wenzi?"

"Where's Arwen?"

The two exclaimed at the same time, the princess didn't care about her identity, ran straight to the back garden, but she searched everywhere, and didn't find this dumb person, she whispered Awen's name, but no one answered for a long time, so she simply yelled, but still didn't see Awen's figure, so she simply salvaged in the pond, but how could Awen drown?

She returned to the mansion in a panic, grabbed Leng Ling's hand, completely forgot that she was a princess, and almost begged: "General, no matter what, I have to send more people to find Awen ......"

Leng Ling was flattered, and stepped back and said: "Please rest assured, the princess will definitely find him, even if it is the entire dynasty!"

Since then, there is no more dumb Awen, Xiao Wenzi, in the princess's mansion has become a legend like a colorful sword knight, only Leng Ling and Atsui know, in fact, it is a person, although they don't know that it is Wentu!