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Gift?

On the seventh day of the lunar month, the sky was clear and the sky was bright and the sun was shining brightly, making Zhaoxue Palace even more colorful than before.

Ling Zihan sat bored in the promenade, looking at the frozen lake in front of her, with three or two children skating and playing on it. But she was too lazy to deal with the group of women outside, so she hid here and lazily drank.

Tea, listening to the opera not far away, I unexpectedly recalled the original gift that Xuanyuan Huang gave her in the classroom on the night of the first day of the new year.

"Jiu**, come here quickly! The imperial concubine has given you a lot of flowers. Come here and let me do plum makeup for you too!"

Fifth Princess Xuanyuan's shout made Ling Zihan pull away from her complicated thoughts.

Turning around, she stood up subconsciously, straightened her back, took a deep breath, raised her head, held the arm handed to her by Liu Yun, and walked towards the group of girls.

Today is the Human Day. According to the custom of the Western Dynasty, the female relatives would often put flower stickers on their faces, or draw various exquisite patterns such as diagonal red, dimples and other names. And if their appearance was promoted to a rank, they would also get the emperor's title.

tacit approval, permission to act as an agent

The imperial concubine of the Sixth Palace was naturally arrogant. She did not forget to gather the female relatives of all the families and the beautiful girls from each family who were about to be selected. She also gave wine and banquets, set up a stage to sing, and also gave all kinds of flowers.

Dian, have fun with all the palace family members and married women.

At a glance, those people painted their lips in no less than twenty or thirty kinds of patterns, such as Wanjinhong, Dahongchun, Neijiayuan... there were so many designs that it made your eyes dizzy.

Ling Zihan never liked these things, but now that Xuanyuan Yang invited her, she went over to take a look.

"Jiuxiang, look at this, and this one, isn't it beautiful?" Xuanyuan Yang brought many pairs of flower buds, placed them in front of her, and showed her one by one.

In front of his eyes, pieces of exquisitely carved gold foil passed before his eyes, one, two, three... Ling Zihan looked at them absent-mindedly, and unconsciously took back his thoughts again.

Gift—probably no one present had ever thought that the gift from Xuanyuan Huang would be so original.

Ling Zihan still seems to be able to recall the endless sound of silk and bamboo orchestral music in Wuyi Lane, Laiyan Hall, and the courtyard of Jiaofangsi, and a group of girls with slender figures dancing in snow-like clothes, playing the piano together.

Voice, singing melodious Jiangnan tunes, swaying the waist

, singing and dancing gracefully, with wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, and the train of clothes flying and swaying. In the center, a dancer in a dark crimson dress suddenly jumped up, and the white cloth belt around her waist hoisted her up in the air. As she fell, she

Falling into the arms of a dancer disguised as a man——

That familiar scene made her think of her relationship with Xuanyuan Huang after a brief moment of shock.

The two dancers officially took the stage from this moment on.

Throughout the play, they sang about the lingering affection that broke the silence of the people, and danced about the long memories in the misty shadows. Every movement and every look seemed to make Ling Zihan see them in the past, even if the dancers'

The performance could not tell the whole story of the two of them one by one, but the charm was very motivating, and it immediately reminded her of the past, and every bit of it came to mind.

Only then did she suddenly realize that he actually guarded her, pampered her, and protected her...

And all of this may be because of one word - love.

Just when she was fascinated by the scene, the soft sound of the piano slowly sounded.

Following the sound, Xuanyuan Huang was sitting under the bright moon in the courtyard.

The snow on the ground reflected his figure, and the moonlight made his tall and straight figure even more upright and strong. A round of soft moonlight traced his sculpture-like handsome face.

The hand of the sword dancer flicked the strings, raised his fingers lightly, and the melodious sound waves poured out. In an instant, the sky above Wuyi Lane with small bridges and flowing water was echoing with an ancient tune. The ethereal and graceful palace tune was like a dancer walking in the clouds.

Light, smooth, lingering and melodious, it seems to be able to infiltrate everyone's heart.

He slowly raised his head and looked at her unabashedly with a slightly evil gaze, his feelings self-evident. Just when the tune ended, he stood up slowly and walked towards her. While opening his mouth,

On the stage, a woman disguised as a man held her hands and read out the line in a gentle and distant voice - "Woman, marry me, and we will share weal and woe!"

But he held hands with her, using his unique deep and evil tone, and said affectionately: "You and I share weal and woe. When everything is calm, I want to travel with you and trace my eyebrows with you.

Tie your hair, join hands, grow old, never leave, never give up!"

"Hanhan?"

Fortunately, Xia Xia called her, and she recovered from her dazed mind. When she raised her eyes, she saw a mercury mirror, in which she saw herself with a crimson complexion. Between her eyebrows was a coquettish red plum, a combination of pink and coral, which perfectly set off her.

’s eyebrows.

"Nine **, so beautiful!"

The fifth princess, who was holding a mirror, happily showed off her ability to do makeup, and chased Xia Xia to paint her a big bastard! Several ladies on the side, for the sake of the seventh princess, were talking.

What, this is one of them glanced in her direction, a flash of light flashed in his eyes

Ling Zihan was surprised, and then became a little more sarcastic. But before she said anything, a trace of fear appeared on her face, and she quickly lowered her head. Ling Zihan didn't pay attention, but she was with Die Die who happened to be standing in front of her.

Ying reached out and poked her waist, whispering: "He's here!"

After saying that, he also gave an ambiguous smile.

Ling Zihan was extremely puzzled, who is coming?

As soon as she turned around, her face was pressed against his chest.

The familiar masculine scent quickly swept over her and enveloped her.

"You're here!"

Ling Zihan wanted to move away, but he held her in his arms domineeringly, "I missed you, so I ran over from my father to see you."

My ears were rubbing together, as if there was no one around.

Ling Zihan blushed slightly and whispered coquettishly, which only reached the ears of Xuanyuan Huang.

At this time, a strange female family member suddenly said in a slightly skillful tone: "I heard that Prince Ke dotes on his wife as much as she lives. I have seen it today! It's really..." Shameless!

"I naturally dote on this king's woman. It's my business to dote on God. Why do you need to talk about it?" When he finished speaking, he wrapped his arms around Ling Zihan's waist and whispered in her ear: "I

I told the imperial concubine. If you are not feeling well, I will take you back first. Let’s go!” After a pause, in a moment of luck, he whispered in her ear again: “Hold me tight——”

Spend the New Year busy.

Spring has begun and the first month has passed. On the first day when the ministers went to court, Emperor Chen issued an edict to marry the fifth princess to Murong Minyou, the Crown Prince of Northern Yan, and the seventh princess to marry the young prince of Dongling, Wan Yanfei.

And promulgated the marriage contract made years ago

, and also asked Qin Tian to choose a time for Wanyan Xiaxia to marry Yao Wang Xuanyuan Qian as his concubine, and Murong Dieying to marry the eighth king Xuanyuan Qi as his concubine. He also chose a date to marry Ling Yue, who came out of the fortress.

On the same day, the marriage was completed from the palace or the post house.

By coincidence, Ling Xiang's second son, Ling Qingjiang, was also getting married that day.

Therefore, when Ling Zihan, who was supposed to leave for Jinzhong today, asked to resign to Emperor Chen, she specifically asked to stay until she could marry off her good sisters, and then set off. Emperor Chen was so happy that he agreed to leave.

The queen mother was about to enter the palace, and she said goodbye reluctantly, as if she would never come back after she left. She was extremely sad.

"Bring it on quickly!"

"Hey, the sedan is coming soon. You guys, bring the peace fruit!"

"Liuyun, hold on a little bit..."

In the post house, Ling Zihan stood behind Dieying and gestured towards Liuyun.

Liuyun nodded solemnly, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

She also remembered that a few days ago, when Xia Xia took Die Ying to visit Prince Ke's Mansion, she confessed to Ling Zihan with snot and tears that the person she liked was Murong Minyou and asked her for help.

, the princess looked as if she had known it for a long time. Thinking about today's action again, this decision cannot be planned and deployed in a few days!

Looking at the two brides in the room, Liu Yun thought of Ling Zihan's words again.

If the Western Dynasty and Dongling are allowed to marry, it will definitely be detrimental to the Northern Yan. It is better to let the Northern Yan marry the Western Dynasty first, and then let Dieying marry King Yao to consolidate the status of the Northern Yan royal family. If a queen can be born in the future

, naturally it cannot shake Beiyan's position.

So, Ling Zihan stole the dragon and turned it into a phoenix.

We did some tricks on the road, deployed people and horses, and when a few sedans passed by the only way, they came to change the situation.

In time, after seeing off the two brides, Ling Zihan returned to the palace and waited for news.

Liuyun and Daukou were sent out of the house by her, and followed the sedans all the way. When several sedans collided, taking advantage of the chaos, well-trained black shadows flashed at the same time, changing several brides without them noticing.

Got the sedan.

But Kao Kou, who was squatting on the tree, could not recover for a long time because of the dazzling scene just now. It was not until Liu Yun next to her asked her to go back that she suddenly realized that something was wrong just now, and asked Liu Yun beside her: "Liu Yun."

Yun, I seem to have been dazzled just now. The seventh princess's sedan seemed to have collided with a golden sedan without a crown, and it was... changed!"

"What?"

"It seems... like this."

After a pause, Liu Yun secretly screamed that something bad had happened, so she hurried back to the mansion. When she returned to the mansion, she reported what she saw to Ling Zihan. The next day, news came from everywhere.

Ling Zihan was almost overjoyed by the news.

Xia Xia became Murong Minyou's bride by mistake. Xuanyuan Qian married Die Ying and returned home. This did not surprise Ling Zihan, but what really surprised were the newlyweds.

It turned out that the fifth princess who was supposed to marry Murong Minyou was carried into the post house and sent to Wanyan Feiyang's place.

The seventh princess who was supposed to marry Wanyan Feiyang switched sedans with the bride of Ling Xiang's second son, Ling Qingjiang, due to the commotion, and accidentally bumped into the Ling family, which gave the Ling family a huge face.

.But the bride of the Ling family was sent to the Eighth Prince's Mansion, but she was a veritable sick child. As soon as the wedding night was over, red affairs turned into whitewash, and the Eighth Princes were so angry that they jumped up and down!
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