Allure and Chaos: The White-haired Concubine

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Seeing that there was no movement in the house, the steward of Wuyou Pavilion ordered people to wait outside the door so that no one would come in and disturb him, but he couldn't stand the Ninth Prince's loud voice. "Seventh brother..." He started to shout from the door of Wuyou Pavilion.

Zongzheng Wuyou frowned, and when he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a few bloodshot eyes, criss-crossing.The servant outside let out a "shh", and asked in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, please stop shouting, the prince hasn't got up yet."

The Ninth Prince would not listen to them, he just opened the door and yelled loudly: "Seventh brother, what time is it, why are you still sleeping?" He walked into the room to see Zongzheng Wuyou still looking tired, slightly Dazed for a moment, he teased and laughed: "Seventh brother, don't you think that Liyue didn't sleep all night? This is not like my seventh brother!"

Zongzheng Wuyou froze slightly, stood up and gave him a sideways glance.The Ninth Prince quickly changed his words and said: "My seventh brother is a man of heaven, he regards money... no, he regards women as dung, how can he worry about a little girl, and have trouble sleeping and eating? Isn't that right... Seventh brother? I also think it's me, hehe..."

Zongzheng Wuyou looked at him with a flat smile and exaggerated movements, the corners of his mouth twitched.

The Ninth Prince came up to him and said again: "The General's Mansion is really lively. It's raining, and there is no shortage of ministers, and all of them are here. Gift givers are almost lined up from the North City to the South City." gone."

Zongzheng Wuyou raised the corners of his eyes, but remained silent.After washing up, the steward quickly asked someone to bring the warm breakfast. Zongzheng waved his hand, losing his appetite.Only then did he glance at the Ninth Prince, and said lightly: "It is for you to find someone, not for you to watch the fun."

The Ninth Prince sat down, pursed his lips and said: "Looking for someone to watch the fun together. This time it's really cheap. The prince's wedding is not as big as him. Don't talk about anything else, just look at the reward from the emperor." , Princess Rong Le’s dowry, and ministers’ gifts, tsk tsk..."

Zongzheng took a sip of the newly served tea for no reason. Hearing the sourness in Lao Jiu's tone, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Why, do you regret it?"

The Ninth Prince raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't regret it at all, but... If Princess Rong Le looks like Li Yue, it would be a good idea to marry her back, that would be a double gain!"

Zongzheng Wuyou gave him a sideways glance, there is only one Ah Man in this world!He said casually: "The figure is similar, if they look the same again, wouldn't it be..." Isn't it a person?He didn't finish this sentence, but suddenly stopped, something flashed through his mind quickly.

"Brother Seven, you..." The Ninth Prince's expression changed when he saw that he hadn't finished speaking, and he raised his hand to stop him as soon as he asked.

Zongzheng Wuyou stood up slowly and walked to the window. Large water droplets from the eaves splashed and rippled in the rain puddles. Before the layers of water rippled away, the previous traces were covered by the arrival of the next drop of water.Zongzheng Wuyou thought for a moment, and his brain was instantly clear.

In the bathroom of the General's Mansion, it was the only brief moment when Princess Rong Le disappeared from his sight. When he followed him in, Fu Tiao quickly lifted the curtain, and the whole bathroom could be seen at a glance, giving people a feeling Illusions that cannot be hidden.However, what he saw was Princess Rong Le splashing water in the pool with her hands, why did she do that?It can be seen at a glance whether the water is a hot spring. Why does the princess of a country have to fiddle with the water that has not been cleaned after bathing by others to test the temperature?Unless... a person has just dived into the pool, and there are waves, which need to be used as a cover.

Sure enough, she was thoughtful, and she actually played a trick under his nose!But why did Princess Rong Le spare no effort to help her?One is the princess of the Qiyun Kingdom, and the other is the descendant of the fallen nobles of the Qiyun Kingdom...they are all from the Qiyun Kingdom!

Zongzheng Wuyou closed his eyes, rarely thinking about a certain thing with his heart.

In the Yiqing Palace, she once said: "Wuyou, if... I mean if, if I were Princess Rong Le, you..." She didn't finish the probing words, he just regarded her as an ordinary woman That way you want to test his mind.At that dinner party, her mind drifted and her mind was full of worries.

By the hot spring pool, she said, "Wuyou, if... I'm getting married, will you be happy for me?" At that time, Princess Rong Le and Fu Tuo's wedding was scheduled to be three days later.

Something was gradually surfacing, shaking his body and making his heart ache. He suddenly opened his eyes and couldn't think about it anymore.Turning around, he asked with unconcealable eagerness in his tone, "Old Nine, when you come over, will Princess Qiyun's sedan chair arrive at the General's Mansion?"

The Ninth Prince was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he asked this, but he still replied: "At this time, it should be about to pay homage."

Before he finished speaking, Zongzheng Wuyou had already left the door, the Ninth Prince hurriedly shouted: "Seventh Brother, where are you going?"

What answered him was the whistling wind left by Zongzheng Wuyou's white sleeves.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no sign of stopping at all, but this did not affect the horse-drawn carriages and pedestrians flocking to the North City in the slightest.

On the broad road from the south city to the north city, a festive and mighty welcoming team formed of red silk cloth moved forward slowly, misty with rain and mist. Someone once said that this kind of marriage in rainy weather is very unlucky, but this wedding date is His Majesty the Emperor. Personally set, who dares to object?

Man Yao sat comfortably in the spacious and gorgeous carriage, listening to the sound of raindrops patting on the body of the carriage, like the sound of breaking a dream.

Because of the rain, it was inconvenient for Fu Tiao to ride a horse, so he rode in the same carriage with her, and sat opposite her, with a casual and unrestrained posture.

The scarlet hijab blocked her view, and she could only see a section of the wedding robe of the man opposite him, and the slender and strong hands resting on his knees.It is those hands that will lead her into the prison of marriage.She could feel that his eyes seemed to be on her all the time, as if he was looking for something.

As a newlywed, she seems to be in a calm mood at the moment, without the shyness and joy of being married soon; without the high expectations for her future husband;From the heart to the surface, she was so calm and indifferent that it made people feel uneasy, as if she was just waiting to go to a certain destination to attend a wedding that had nothing to do with it.

Sitting beside her, Ling'er was rarely quiet, occasionally peeking at the man opposite, handsome and handsome, gentle as jade, he was actually one of the few men in the world who could match her master!The master should be happy if he marries him, right?

The carriage passed by a puddle, the body was tilted, Man Yao instinctively reached out to find a place to support her, but she was held tightly by a pair of powerful hands, the palms of which were a bit rough, but warm, and he said softly: "Be careful .”

Manyao nodded lightly, stabilized her body, and said, "Thank you, General."

Fu Zhao said with a smile: "You and I will be husband and wife after a while, why should we be so polite?"

What he said was natural, without any sense of unfamiliarity.Man Yao closed her lips and did not speak again.

The carriage quickly stabilized, and her hand was still held in his palm.The woman's slender fingers, smooth and delicate skin are icy and cool, as if the temperature of cold rainwater inadvertently seeped into the carriage.Fu raised his eyebrows and said with concern: "Why are your hands so cold? Is it cold? I'll let them stop and I'll find you a robe to put on." Before she could respond, he called out: "Stop the car." .”

The carriage stopped at the sound, and someone came forward to ask for instructions, but before she could speak, Ling'er said: "Your maidservant knows where the master's robe is kept, this maidservant will look for it right away."

Man Yao said calmly: "No need, I'm not cold." There was no deliberate indifference, but it made people feel that they were isolated thousands of miles away.

Ling'er's eyes darkened, she pursed her lips, and looked at Fu Tiao.

Fu Tiao naturally wrapped her hands tightly with both hands, and said with a smile: "Today is our big wedding day, you can't fall down without visiting. You should add some clothes." Although he smiled As he spoke, there was an irrefutable force in his tone.Turning to Ling'er, she said, "Go quickly."

Ling'er happily agreed, and when she got off the car, she thought to herself: The general is gentle and considerate, and he is very caring for the master, the husband the emperor is looking for for the master is still very good!

There were only the two of them left in the carriage, and there was a very faint fragrance lingering around the tip of the nose. It smelled very good. Fu Zhao unconsciously inhaled, trying to smell it more clearly, but it suddenly faded away. go down.

Manyao wanted to take back his hand several times, but Fu Tzu refused to let him. He squeezed his palms tightly and smiled softly: "Your hands are too cold, let me warm them up for you." Whether it's actions or tone of voice, he always It's so natural, like an old couple who have lived together for many years.

Cold hands can be warmed, but if a person's heart is cold, how can he be warmed?She insisted on pulling back her hand, and smiled lightly: "Thank you, General! But... I'm used to this temperature."

Fu Zhao was slightly taken aback, she is the most beloved princess of Emperor Qiyun, why would she say so calmly that she is used to the cold temperature?Even the tone of voice when he smiles can hear the sadness from the heart.He frowned, glanced at his empty palm, sat down beside her, pulled her shoulders, and sighed softly through a layer of hijab: "From now on... by my side, you will slowly Get used to being warm. Remember... I am not someone else, I am your husband, the one who will stay with you forever."

His gentle voice seems to have a certain concentration, which is strange and reassuring.Man Yao couldn't break free from his hand, she felt two scorching eyes through the red brocade, falling directly on her face, she turned her head unnaturally.

Two days ago to avoid Zongzheng Wuyou's plan, Fu Juan couldn't possibly have no doubts about her identity, but he didn't ask anything, he just used the most suitable method to give her the most perfect cooperation.She couldn't see how deep this man's mind was.And how much did he know about her?She also has no way of knowing.She no longer dared to tell the truth of other people's affection by feeling, because feeling can sometimes be deceiving.

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