Happy Marriage

The night was like ink, and An Sheng couldn't see what Yu Jingyun was holding. Before he could say anything, Yu Jingyun flicked his fingertips, igniting Huozhezi, which immediately lit up his beautiful and unparalleled face. The flames in a pair of deep eyes began to flicker, and the thick eyelashes covered its elegance.

An Sheng also saw clearly at this time that he was holding a two-inch cannonball in his other hand.

An Sheng was a little unclear.

Yu Jingyun raised his hand to ignite the fuse in his hand, and then raised his hand, the cannonball dragged its long tail, rose straight up, and exploded in mid-air.

Something that surprised Anson happened.

In the distance, a dazzling firework burst in the ink-like night sky, instantly bursting into colorful colors, illuminating half of the night sky.

Then, the fireworks are in full bloom, the colors change, gradually become lighter, and finally annihilate and return to silence.

An Sheng blinked, still feeling shocked by the splendor of the moment, when the night sky suddenly burst into a burst of purple and red splendor, layer upon layer, dizzying.

Her exclamation finally overflowed her throat, full of endless excitement. The raised little face was illuminated by the flickering fireworks, and the stars were instantly scattered in the eyes, and they were still flashing happily.

Yu Jingyun has been looking at her dotingly, the bright colors in the sky are not as good as the momentary elegance on her face.

"Do you like it?" Yu Jingyun asked with a chuckle.

An Sheng nodded excitedly, his eyes full of surprise.

"Look there!" Yu Jingyun pointed to the foot of the mountain.

An Sheng lowered his eyes, and at the foot of the dark mountain, fire suddenly burst into flames, and clusters of flames lit up one after another.

It was a bonfire, and it was burning so fiercely that the fireworks in the sky suddenly lost their color.

"quiet?"

An Sheng rubbed his eyes in disbelief, looked again, and was sure that the bonfire at the foot of the mountain was forming two big characters in an orderly manner: An Sheng.

Yu Jingyun chuckled smugly: "It's An Sheng."

An Sheng didn't know whether it was because Yu Jingyun's fox fur was too warm, or something else, his heart and palms were all warm, and the tip of his nose seemed to be sweating.

"Yu Shizi, you"

"Can you not call me Shizi Yu?" Yu Jingyun lowered his head, earnestly.

An Sheng raised his face: "Then what should I call you?"

Yu Jingyun stared at her eyes and said solemnly, "Call me Jingyun."

"This, this is illegal."

Although he was called Da Persimmon behind the scenes.

"An Sheng," Yu Jingyun put his hand on An Sheng's shoulder, as if there was a vortex in his deep eyes, and wanted to **** her into his eyes: "I repeat, I like you. This time, I said it openly. I used to be afraid. Others have scruples against you. Now, it is completely impossible for Ling Luobing and I. I believe that she will give up today and stop bothering you.

So, today, I, Yu Jingyun, want to let many people know that the person I like is Xia Ansheng, and my concubine Yu Jingyun will also be called Xia Ansheng. I am willing to keep you safe and secure for the rest of your life. "

An Sheng's heart was as heavy as a drum, and he asked nervously, "What did you and Luo Bing County Master say at the banquet today?"

Yu Jingyun chuckled: "It's not what I said, it's Daoist Yichen who said that she and I have a different birthday, so the emperor Jinkouyu said, I ordered Yu Jingyun's best son and concubine to be absolutely impossible to be her, let her be completely The mind is dead."

An Sheng was surprised for a while: "Daoist Yichen actually lied to you? This is the crime of deceiving the king."

Yu Jingyun smiled smugly: "When I saw you yesterday, I suddenly remembered that day when I met the Taoist priest You Fang in the back mountain of my other courtyard, and then I had an idea and came up with this idea.

Last night, I ran to the Taoist priest Yichen all night, and I had a lot of good things to say, but I wouldn't agree to help me no matter what. Originally, I thought there was no hope, and I wanted to find another way, begging my sister to marry Ling Luobing.

Who knows, this old man suddenly became enlightened, and said such a heart-warming remark at the banquet today. At the time, I wished I could immediately kneel on the ground and let him be worshipped by me. "

An Sheng couldn't help but smile: "Aren't you afraid that the emperor will punish your sins?"

Yu Jingyun said indifferently: "The emperor originally did not want Prince Rui's mansion to marry the mansion of the Marquis of Dingguo, and this matter is very happy."

"Why?" An Sheng asked stupidly.

"One is a serious royal relative, and the other is a general who holds Chang'an military power. Do you think the emperor will be at ease?"

The emperor was suspicious, but An Sheng understood in an instant.

"Then, the emperor will definitely be cautious about the choice of your prince concubine."

Yu Jingyun gave a low "um", and then said solemnly: "My Yu Jingyun's woman, as long as I like it, will definitely be together. Don't you forget that the emperor personally promised me that in the future My prince concubine can choose herself, you have to believe me."

An Sheng lowered his head in panic: "It feels like a dream, not real at all."

Yu Jingyun chuckled: "In the future, I will let you live in such a dream, I will love you, pamper you, and hold you in my hands. Just like what you expected, I will only love you for the rest of my life. Alone. Xia Ansheng, if I can do it, I will make you the woman I am Yu Jingyun."

An Sheng was silent for a while, and then whispered: "I always feel that the two of us are not very suitable."

Yu Jingyun laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter, little girl, it doesn't matter if you haven't made a decision. Anyway, in this life, you can only be my Yu Jingyun's, and it is impossible for you to escape."

An Sheng suddenly felt a little heavy in her heart, as if something was really pressing on her shoulders, making her panting a little disorderly.

At a loss for a while.

Xue Shi and Xia Ziwu returned to the house in one step.

Xue's self-consciousness wanted to make Xia Ziwu show his face in front of Yu Jingyun, but it was self-defeating.

Yu Jingyun turned a blind eye to Xia Ziwu, and took Xia Ansheng straight away.

Xia Ziwu couldn't get down to the table in front of everyone's eyes.

After Xia Ansheng left, everyone at the banquet was talking about Xia Ansheng's identity.

There are also cynical sarcasm about their mother and daughter, which burrowed into their ears unscrupulously. And the disdainful gazes of everyone made them feel like a man on their backs in an instant.

Xia Ziwu finally became angry and dragged Xue Shi out of the palace gate, complaining all the way.

Back at Xia's house, a carriage was parked outside the mansion gate.

Xia Ziwu knew the carriage because she had seen An Sheng get off the carriage with her own eyes, and she knew that it was Leng Nanxian's car.

Leng Nanxian was sitting in the carriage at this moment.

He has been waiting outside the house for a long time.

The hand stove in his arms has long since lost the last ray of temperature, and the heat from his body has been pulled away a little bit, and his body is a little stiff from the cold.

He was reluctant to leave. I remember An Sheng said that she would not go to the banquet tonight. He still remembered that An Sheng once said that the best times of the year are naturally spent with the people you like.

But he fluttered empty. When An Sheng was not in the mansion, the concierge told him that An Sheng was picked up by the concubine in the palace and had been gone for more than a day.

He was full of anxiety and couldn't wait to see An Sheng.

Yesterday, my father suddenly came to Yaolu and took him back to the manor for Chinese New Year.

He had to give up that idea for a while.

I was depressed for a day today, I was angry, and I was full of anger. Thinking that it would take many days to see An Sheng, I finally couldn't help it and ran to Xia Mansion.

He estimated that the palace banquet should be over soon, so he stayed outside the mansion and waited for An Sheng to come back.

On the New Year's Eve reunion night, there is hustle and bustle everywhere, and families are reunited. His carriage is a bit desolate and lonely outside the house.

He finally saw the carriage of Xia Mansion approaching from the other side of the street, and his hope immediately rose, and he was a little nervous, clenching his stiff fists.

Unfortunately, there was no An Sheng who got off the bus.

Xia Ziwu walked towards the carriage, full of jealousy: "Is this the carriage of Doctor Leng? Are you here to find Xia Ansheng?"

Leng Nanxian lifted the curtain and pursed his lips: "Miss San, can An Sheng go back to the mansion?"

The corners of Xia Ziwu's lips curled into a sarcastic taste: "Xia Ansheng was taken away by Yu Shizi a long time ago, shouldn't Doctor Leng know about it?"

"Yu Shizi?"

"Yes," Xia Ziwu snorted softly: "In front of all the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty, in front of everyone's eyes, the two went out of the palace hand in hand. They were so intimate and no one else was around, they envy the many noble ladies at the palace banquet. ."

Leng Nanxian's heart sank in an instant, and then he picked it up fiercely, his thin lips pursed, and his eyes dimmed.

Xia Ziwu covered her lips and smiled: "The cold doctor doesn't have to wait here, I guess she won't be back tonight. With such a beautiful time, Yu Shizi is a man unparalleled in the world, no matter who he is, he will be able to do it. What's more, my second sister has always regarded the rules of etiquette as nothing, and acted according to her heart."

After saying that, he turned around and dragged Xue Shi back to the mansion, closing the mansion door heavily.

Leng Nanxian was silent for a while, and his hand kept pulling the car curtain stiffly with a slight trembling.

The cold wind swirled, whistled past, poured into the car, into his nose, and then invaded his lungs, chilling his heart.

Uncle Leng tucked his neck into the sheepskin jacket, and when he opened his mouth, the white air he let out condensed frost on his beard: "Master, are you going back to the manor?"

Leng Nanxian lowered the curtain of the car sadly, feeling exhausted in an instant, and waved: "Let's go."

Leng Bo raised his whip, and the first gorgeous fireworks burst into the western sky.

Then, one after another, rendering most of the night sky.

Some people in the capital also began to raise their necks and cheer: "Look, why is the west of the city so lively?"

"Beautiful fireworks!"

"That's right, who went to Xishan to set off fireworks?"

"It looks like it's not far from the West Mountain Camp."

The street was noisy, Leng Nanxian leaned against the carriage, stared blankly at the dazzling lights in the night sky, sighed faintly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Full of decadence.