Happy Marriage

An Sheng turned his face to look at the many imperial guards at the gate of the palace, and sneered: "Okay, at the gate of the palace, the murderers and wounding people are still so righteous. Is there no royal law in my Chang'an Dynasty?"

The girl flicked the whip in her hand: "I'll let you see what it means to be a king!"

Even the princess in the palace should be cautious in words and deeds, afraid that they would not dare to be so arrogant.

Which prince's mansion is this woman the princess? So domineering.

An Sheng suddenly thought of a person.

The residence of Prince Lingrui.

Today, there is a county master in the residence of Prince Rui, the uncle of the uncle, who is said to have a natural vision. When he was born, it happened to be a great victory in the northwest. The late emperor was overjoyed, and the royal pen personally named Luo Bing County Lord.

This county owner, who has had a halo since birth, grew up to be even smarter and smarter. He was deeply loved by the emperor and the queen mother. Coupled with the reason of Prince Ling Rui, he has developed an arrogant and domineering temper since he was a child, and the people in Beijing are afraid to see it.

An Sheng thought, only this Luo Bing County Lord dared to attack outside the palace gate without any scruples.

She was only stunned for a moment, the girl's whip had been whistling and slammed towards her again, and when she couldn't dodge, she was beaten on the raised wrist, and it was painful, and it quickly became red and swollen, with a burning pain.

Those garrison troops turned a blind eye, and only viewed it as a lively scene, and no one stepped forward to stop it, which should be commonplace.

The girl became more and more vicious, her eyes widened, she raised her whip, and mercilessly turned towards An Sheng one after another.

An Sheng dodged in embarrassment, protecting his head and face, but the tip of the braid was like a maggot on his tarsus, following him like a shadow. Body pain after another.

That girl is someone who has studied martial arts, has a powerful weapon in her hand, and has no fear in her identity. She vented all her hatred. How could An Sheng be an opponent?

"Why does the princess make trouble for a little girl?"

With a sigh, at the gate of the empty palace, from far to near.

The girl stopped the movement in her hands, turned her face to look at the source of the voice, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Uncle Taishi?"

An Sheng raised his face and saw a thin old man in a gray shirt, pacing in all directions, hurriedly walking towards him. He is simple, but it is difficult to conceal his elegant, indifferent attitude.

An Sheng was stunned for a moment.

It turned out to be the old man who went to the medicine house for medical treatment that day!

Is he Taishi Shen at that time?

Shen Taishi's name is naturally resonant, Wen Anbang, Wu Dingguo, Chang'an Dynasty, who does not know, who does not know?

It's just that An Sheng never imagined that the true master of the imperial court was not in brocade clothes, and his servants were like clouds, but in this secluded dress, just like an ordinary private school gentleman in the countryside, with a gray cloth robe and a jade hairpin. Hair, unremarkable.

An Sheng was stunned, Taishi Shen looked at her and smiled slightly, then turned to the girl and sighed lightly: "Girls should be gentle, or Jingyun will come out later to see you being so savage and aggressive, but I'm not happy. "

The girl restrained Shicai's arrogance in front of Taishi Shen, and returned to her playful face: "It was she who blocked my way, so I will punish her a little and teach her a lesson."

Shen Taishi smiled "haha": "Stinky girl, you lied in front of Uncle, the excuse you made is really not very clever."

The girl looked around at the empty palace entrance, stuck out her tongue, and smiled "hee hee": "What are you doing here at this hour, Uncle Taishi?"

"Naturally, the emperor has something to summon. Are you here to find Jingyun?"

The girl nodded and smiled shyly: "I heard the report from the servant, saying that Brother Jingyun is back, so I came here to pick him up."

Shen Taishi knew it in his heart: "Then why don't you go into the palace to find him directly? What are you doing here?"

The girl glanced at An Sheng: "Just about to go in."

Shen Taishifu smiled again, "Haha": "That just happened to be company, let me have the addiction of having a daughter."

The girl responded swiftly, like a kind, innocent, ignorant girl, where is there a little bit of arrogance and domineering?

Shen Taishi didn't even look at An Sheng, turned his head and left. The girl turned her face and glared at An Sheng like a threat, and snorted coldly from the end of her nose, which was meaningful, and followed the Grand Master into the palace.

An Sheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Otherwise, people in this world have two appearances, one in front and one behind.

Xue was like this, Xia Zixian was like this, and so was this girl.

In comparison, even though Xia Ziwu was extremely hateful, he still managed to live a little more realistically.

She hesitated for a moment in her heart, not knowing whether she should stay here and wait for Yu Jingyun's news, or whether she should just walk away.

She didn't want to have anything to do with this girl anymore. She is the county owner, and she is just the daughter of a criminal. Her identities are worlds apart. Meeting each other again is just self-inflicted humiliation.

She thought about it, so she decided to go back to the uncle's mansion first and wait for the news of her father.

The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, why bother to confront her without being self-sufficient?

She glanced at the cloak on her body, and there were already two marks of being beaten by the whip. On the wrist, a blood purlin was already swollen, seeping blood beads, and it was not a big problem with the winter clothes on his body. Also thanks to this cloak is a fox fur, otherwise I will suffer a lot.

With a wry smile, she took it down and handed it over to the imperial guard at the door, asking him to tell Yu Jingyun, and then she turned around and left.

Not long after she walked out, she heard footsteps hurrying behind her, and someone shouted her name from a distance.

"Miss Ansheng, Miss Ansheng!"

An Sheng turned his head in surprise, and saw a man dressed as a royal guard hurriedly running towards him and waving.

It was the person who just asked him to help bring a letter to Yu Jingyun.

She paused, feeling a little uneasy.

The visitor ran all the way, ran to her, panted to calm down, and then said anxiously: "Miss Ansheng, the emperor announced you to enter the palace."

An Sheng was stunned on the spot: "Your Majesty? Announce me?"

The visitor nodded hurriedly: "Yes, the emperor wants to see you, hurry back with me, the person who passed the word is still waiting at the door."

An Sheng's feet still didn't move.

To her, the emperor was a god-like existence, so high above, how could it be possible to declare such a plain-headed commoner as herself?

What is it like in the palace? Will the emperor be very strict?

After entering the palace, what should I do when I see the emperor? How to salute? How to speak? What did the emperor declare himself for? Is a blessing or a curse?

I heard that the emperor can decide life and death in one word. If he is a little careless and provokes the emperor's anger, he is afraid that he will lose his life.

All of a sudden, a bunch of messed up thoughts rushed into my mind, and I couldn't make up my mind, and I didn't know which one to think about first.

"Come on, the emperor will blame it if you are late." The visitor urged anxiously.

An Sheng nodded ignorantly, only feeling that his body, legs and feet seemed to have lost consciousness, and he didn't listen to his commands.

She stammered and asked, "What did the emperor announce me to do?"

"How would I know?" The visitor finally got a little impatient: "You won't know until you enter the palace? You are really good fortune to be summoned by the emperor."

An Sheng barely twitched the corners of his lips, not knowing whether he was crying or laughing. Full of ignorance, he followed behind the man and returned to the palace uneasy.

At the gate of the palace, there was a **** in red clothes waiting. Seeing the two of them coming back, he raised his hand anxiously and urged: "Hurry up, the emperor is probably in a hurry."

An Sheng didn't dare to say more, he followed behind the **** and entered the palace gate. All the way, he lowered his head and didn't look sideways. He just hurried under his feet, walked along the bright bluestone ground, walked up the white marble steps, and crossed the other side again. Knowing how many pavilions and pavilions, he just stopped.

"Wait, I'll go in and communicate."

An Sheng stood on the spot, looked around from the corner of his eyes, only to feel that there were many guns and guns around, heavily guarded, and silent. A heart almost jumped to the throat, and there was no reason to be in awe.

He quietly brushed off the folds of his clothes, covering up his red and swollen wrists, and tidied his hair that had just been dodged by the county lord's whip.

The **** left and returned, waving at An Sheng: "The emperor announced you to go in."

An Sheng's heart was beating like a drum, he repeatedly warned himself, barely calmed down, then followed behind the eunuch, lowered his head, only looked at his toes, and slowly stepped into the hall, feeling the warmth on his face, mixed with the smell of ambergris , which warms the body. However, I felt that the atmosphere in the hall was stagnant, I felt depressed for no reason, my hands and feet were cumbersome, I didn't know where to put it, and I was so nervous that I wouldn't leave.

In the center of the hall, it is the young emperor in a splendid dragon robe, sitting on the dragon cavalry, full of heaven, square face and phoenix eyes, wearing a crown, not angry and majestic, exuding a majesty that is not dare to look at . It was terrifying, and he couldn't help but lowered his head and bowed his head.

Yu Jingyun, Shen Taishi and others stood by the side, and when they saw An Sheng coming in, they all turned their heads.

"Report to the emperor, Xia Ansheng will bring it here." The **** said in reply, then took three steps back and exited the hall.

An Sheng knelt to the ground, knelt three times and nine times, shouting long live. There was a lingering trembling in his voice, obviously nervous.

"Are you Xia Ansheng?" Someone above his head asked unhurriedly. The voice is thick, cadenced, and full of intimidation.

An Sheng stared at the bluestone ground in front of him and swallowed hard: "Report to the emperor, the girl is Xia Ansheng."

"It's you who beat the drums for your father?"

An Sheng nodded honestly: "Exactly."

"It looks like she's just a little girl, she seems to be more childish than Luo Bing."

"Your Majesty, Luo Bing is seventeen years old this year, how is it childish?" Someone on the side retorted, it was the girl who had just committed the murder at the gate of the palace.

It turned out that it was as I guessed, that this girl was the princess Luo Bing who had been loved and loved by the Prince of Lingrui.

An Sheng didn't know how to speak for a while, so he kept silent.

The first emperor smiled "hehe": "It doesn't matter whether you are naive or not. Now you are just like a child when you are charming and angry, and you act like a child. And I am discussing state affairs with Jingyun, so you are reckless. Breaking in, acting like a spoiled child, what is it if it's not a child?"