Wang Quanjin sighed, "As the saying goes, accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. This old slave of the Emperor dares to guess at will."

"Your Majesty, the Queen is asking when the wedding will begin?" Ding Xiang came trotting across the stage and asked anxiously before anyone even got close.

"Miss Lilac, now the emperor..." Wang Quanjin slapped himself in the face and was about to tell the truth.

"Girl, please first ask the Empress to send Empress Qingwei to the palace. The Emperor has just woken up today and is too weak, so we will keep the wedding simple." Before Wang Quanjin could finish speaking, Feng Yan had already interrupted.

"Yes, your Majesty originally wanted to make the wedding more grand, but the dragon's body is more important. I would like to ask Miss Dingxiang to call the Empress." Wang Quanjin immediately nodded aside.

Ding Xiang frowned, but who dared to argue with the emperor's words, so she had to quickly pick up her skirt and go back to life among the crowd.

"Eunuch Wang, I'll leave this banquet to you. I'll go look around again. Be sure not to let the Queen Mother know about this. She is already exhausted. Don't worry anymore." Feng Yan gave a few instructions and then quickly

The ground submerged into the night.

The cold wind rustled, and the ritual music of silk and bamboo slowly echoed.

Winter nights are always extremely cold, as if sharp blades have been scraped across my cheeks and penetrated into my bones.

The former Yiwang Mansion.

The trees in the banyan forest had only dead branches piercing the sky, the flowers and plants in the courtyard had withered, and the blue butterflies were afraid of the cold, so they gathered them all in the greenhouse.

Dressed in a black robe, Nangong Yi, who was supposed to be having a wedding with Shangguan Qingwei in the palace, was sitting alone in the pavilion, drinking by himself.

The biting cold wind blew by, lifting the black hair that was slightly tied with a jade crown and flying in the wind. The haggard Junyan was extremely cold at this moment, like a gorgeous fireworks about to fall.

The injury was not yet healed. The lonely body leaning on the railing seemed to be bent by the wind, and the robe around him was blown by the wind.

Nangong Yi picked up the jug and poured a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, then stared at the mountains and rivers here and laughed suddenly.

This was the place where Ling Mulao used to recuperate after being injured. At that time, he didn't know that she had fallen in love with him, so he often mocked her coldly or teased her quietly.

She is very proud and arrogant, but sometimes she is like a child that makes people laugh or cry. She is obviously cool, but she makes him want to protect her inexplicably.

Thinking about it at this moment, Nangong Yicai realized that maybe from the first meeting, or the first time she broke into the banyan forest, or maybe she fell into the sky prison and was injured, anyway, he fell in love with her earlier than he knew.

Pulling out the long sword on the side, Nangong Yi danced to clear the shadow and jumped into the withered grass.

The sword energy spread vertically and horizontally, causing weeds to fly all over the sky.

"Did you know that the red beans on the exquisite dice make you miss me deeply?" While dancing with the sword, he raised his head and raised his head to drink wine.

Nangong Yi's smile was sudden and dazzling, but he loved her, but she didn't love him. In her heart, there was only the man named Mo Han.

When he was in a coma, he wished she could come and see him. Even if it wasn't love, even if it was just guilt, he wanted her to come and see him. But in the end...

Once upon a time, the oaths made to each other, and the oaths made to the heaven and the earth were still ringing in my ears, but looking back, everything turned out to be a ridiculous joke.
Chapter completed!