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Chapter VII Determination

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Although the courtyard of Aofengtang is not as prosperous as the outside, it is still immersed in the outer celebrations and spreads little by little.

Aofeng didn't ask about Yao Yao's defeat tonight, just a cup and a glass of inverted wine to drink, while Yao Yao accompanied each other to watch each lantern carefully.

"Uhhh ..." Fahru asked with a sigh of arrogance a little loosely, "Oh, why do you like these lanterns so much?"

The snoring language looked back, and there was a breeze.

Purple dress skirts, wide sleeves fluttering. Thousands of blue silk, like ink and silk. Ningxue fragrant muscles, such as feathers. Qiu Shui Qiu Tong, not shocked.

The amber-colored pupil looked at him like this, and gently opened Zhu Lips: "Because ... I won't be cold with them."

The encounter in the cold room was the first unforgettable nightmare of slang life, and the cold that came from time to time reminded her of the pain abandoned by her biological father.

Aofeng also understood the meaning of "cold" in her mouth, stopped drinking and drank a smile with a smile toward the fixed lanterns around her.

The pride in slang impressions has always been cold and harsh to her sister, and has always been gentle and polite to herself. Just suddenly seeing him smile like this, suddenly hesitated.

And proud wind, also realized his own disorder. Maybe I'm drinking too much? So unconsciously exposed such a side.

What slang did not expect is that the lanterns on the branches are detached one after another, and the beautiful lanterns that bloom quietly on the ground are also lifted up one by one! Immediately afterwards, these lights gradually suspended in mid-air to surround the slang!

"Brother Feng? This ..."

"Well, this autumn is cool, but I and your sister are here. May you never feel cold ..." It still feels drunk like that, bypassing those lanterns that give her warmth to her ear.

Slang looked at the lantern changing constantly above her head like a sorrow, and Yao Yao and Ao Feng stood side by side in the pavilion and looked at her.

"Thank you, Master!" Xu Yao said for a long time. "Maybe once this day is over, this situation will be hard to find."

"Oh ..." Aofeng shook his head. "It's not today, but from the moment the book was announced, it's hard to look back."

The three were thus drowned in the firelight of lanterns, just as the scenes of Duan, Su Bangyue, and Yao Yao three years ago were fixed. Perhaps in the future, this scene will only emerge in dreams.

The candlelight of Tongquelou was also set off in the distance, and remained lit until late at night.

The next day, the queen summoned the prince.

The golden yellow yunyan shirt is embroidered with elegant orchids, and the yellow-fashioned antique double butterfly cloud-shaped Qianshui skirt highlights her luxury, holding the Bixia Luo peony mist gauze. Cloudy Emei, wearing a hollow orchid bun, revealed simplicity.

She is the mother of today's queen, Xuanyuan Yiyan.

The moment she saw Yi Yan, she got up to support her son who was going to salute, and then looked up and down, her eyes were full of worry: "What's wrong? Listen to your father today, you were injured by the assassin during the celebration last night Arrived, can it be better now? "

Yi Yan Bao smiled: "The mother is really worried, these minor injuries are not considered to the children ..."

He said quietly and took out his hand, stepping back without leaving a trace, farther from the queen.

"Ziyi!" The queen interrupted him. "Do you know that the so-called minor injury in your mouth seems to be enough for the mother to be scared for a few days?"

She felt estranged from her idiom, and her sorrow deepened a bit.

Ziyi ...

Ziyi ...

Yi Yan remembered the words in his ears when he was a child: "There is a custom in the hometown of my mother-in-law to my dearest loved ones, you can add the word" child "in front of his name as a pet name! ... Is it okay for my mother to call you son? "

At that time, he nestled in the arms of the queen, listening to one story after another, and heard her selfless love for herself.

He looked at the woman who was no longer graceful in front of her, thinking of her care and shelter for many years, and said softly with a embarrassed voice: "Please forgive my mother! The son-in-law will never worry her again!"

"Why did Ann make this scene?" The mellow voice behind him showed a domineering voice.

"See the emperor!" She saluted immediately.

"See Father Emperor!" Yi Yan also bowed.

"No courtesy." The emperor still said nothing, stretched out his hand and supported the queen to sit down. "Can you talk to your mother about the injury?"

"Nurturing the wound?" The queen who had just settled down was another look.

Yi Yan explained to her puzzled eyes: "Although the son-in-law was healed this time, he was cured, but Taiyi Song was afraid that the remaining poison in his body might cause future illnesses, so ... I hope the son-in-law can rest quietly. You know that I am a person who can't calm down. I have a headache when I think that I will live in the palace in the future and I ca n't go out! "He paused. What detox herbs can be found. Secondly, the son-in-law would like to know about the family's money in advance! "

Duanjia Qianjin? The queen suddenly remembered something, and looked at the emperor beside her, and she already understood the points.

Then, the Queen nodded in accordance with the words: "The words are reasonable, and the Qianqian Miss's family must enter the palace in the future, and it is also a good thing to know in advance. However, Ziyi ... You have to listen to the mother-in-law. "

Yi Yan respectfully replied: "Please say after mother!"

She hesitated and looked at Wu Muzong, who was silent. The other side nodded a little, and she said, "The daughter of Duan's family can be petted and must not be loved! The mother-in-law hopes that the so-called petting is just to confuse the prime minister. The illusion of nothing! "

Yi Yan relaxed after hearing: "Even if the mother doesn't say it, the sons and daughters know how to do it! The whole capital knows no one knows how to marry Huakui and abandon his relatives and daughters? Now his ambition is not small, and he is eager to let this The imperial harem was controlled by the Duan family, and the sons and daughters would never let him do it! "

"You can think so well!" Wu Muzong stared at him with a burning look. "During the Prime Minister period, the Emperor hopes that you will not forget everything you said today!"

"Children obey the divine will!"

Duan Ye ...

You can't hold back, can you?

It's a pity that since you did such a thing, all the true colors have been made public!

Your wolf's ambitions, those things that were secretly planned, I have long understood.

Jiangshan beauty, how to choose? Many years ago, I would shake things up, but nowadays, it doesn't make sense to mention those again. The only thing I want to do is to do my best to get rid of you!

Not just for the throne ...

In this way, the Prince Xuanyuan Yiyan celebration was injured, and the news of staying in Xiangfu was passed to Xiangfu. What kind of story will be waiting for Duan Ye, who knows?

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