Force the king to accept—this will attack

Dong Lian looked at herself in a red dress in the bronze mirror, her face blushed slightly, and she looked forward to Su Qiyuan seeing herself in a while.

"Hey, why is this blush so heavy? Who is so careless?" A nanny came over to help her wipe it off in surprise, Dong Lian hurriedly stopped her, the "blush" became heavier, "No need, this is... blushing..."

Mo Xuan's dragon robe was specially made with more festive colors. He walked over with some melancholy, but Dong Lian wanted to kneel down but was pressed down by him.

"Your Majesty is your father, since that's the case, I should comb your hair for you to marry." Mo Xuan's delicate face was very serious at the moment, "In the future, don't always treat me like a younger brother for your own sake, you must understand How can you do it rashly?"

Dong Lian nodded with a red nose, looked at Mo Xuan who was about the same age as her in the mirror, and sighed, "Your Majesty, this servant is just a court lady, how can He De be so favored by you?"

Mo Xuan didn't speak, but tied up her hair clumsily but seriously.

"Your Majesty, after today, this servant will stay with Su Qiyuan for the rest of his life. Thinking of this, I am a little scared and a little bit looking forward to it." Dong Lian saw that everyone in the room was leaving one after another, and looked at Mo Xuan who had been standing still for a while, " Your Majesty, this servant is a woman, and I don't understand what a man thinks, but General Li treats you really well, if I talk about your relationship, you owe him your Majesty."

Mo Xuan stopped abruptly and was stunned.

"If it is said that there is love between men, even if there is no love, I will believe it when I see you and General Li. This is the first time Dong Lian is so serious. You have to think about it." Dong Lian's eyes are full of pity. Father, you are more like the younger generation of slaves, stubborn but always afraid to face it."

Mo Xuan combed her hair slowly again, without saying a word, Dong Lian was relieved knowing that he was listening.

"Do you think that General Li didn't know your choice ten years ago? He did, but he also knew that you were surrounded by enemies in the palace, and he was willing to wait ten years to come back. What about you? If Qianyi doesn't surrender for a day, you You wouldn’t be willing to take the initiative to call him back, would you?”

Mo Xuan combed lightly, and said for a long time, "When the emperor was alive, she also said that she wanted me to comb her hair when she got married, but she couldn't wait that long."

She couldn't let go, Li Yuying said that she "can't let go of those ten years", he was talking to himself, maybe at that time he told himself that he didn't care about the choice made ten years ago, but he was afraid and escaped .

"It's just because you are a king." Dong Lian sighed, "If you were an ordinary family, you wouldn't treat General Li like this."

"The auspicious time has come, worship..."

When they arrived in front of them, Su Qiyuan and Dong Lian happily knelt in front of them. Mo Xuan sat alone on the "high hall", a little uncomfortable. Li Yuying walked behind him at some point, and quietly leaned over to hold his shoulder, "Your Majesty , would have been here."

Mo Xuan's nose was sore, she suppressed her nod lightly, did not speak, watched Su Qiyuan and Dong Lian finish worshiping the heaven and earth, and sent Dong Lian to the room, while Su Qiyuan stayed behind to toast, and the two of them held each other's staggered space as if Su Qiyuan was comforting After shaking her hand, even though Dong Lian couldn't see her, she was not so nervous anymore.

Mo Xuan stood up to express her blessings, and beckoned for the servants to move Dong Lian's dowry into the mansion. A group of guests went to see how much a court lady's dowry would be.

The guests present were shocked when a dozen large boxes were moved into the mansion, and they were even more convinced that Dong Lian was acting like a princess, and they didn't dare to underestimate her.

When returning to the palace, Li Yuying and Mo Xuan took a carriage and did not let others in. Mo Xuan kept looking out of the window in a daze. Li Yuying looked at him for a while and said: "What's the matter, how old is it? It's really like marrying a daughter." Is it the same?"

"Li Yuying," Mo Xuan didn't answer his teasing, "Will Dong Lian be happy?"

"Why do you say that?" Li Yuying looked at Mo Xuan with a serious face, her heart moved, and she pulled him into her arms.

Mo Xuan didn't struggle, she obediently leaned over and sighed with emotion, "They are married, everyone thinks they should be happy."

"Do you think you are unhappy?" Li Yuying asked him softly, but the latter didn't answer, pinching his sleeve and sighing melancholy. Seeing him like this, Li Yuying's heart almost melted, and the corners of his mouth curled up. She made a big arc, pinched his chin, turned her head and kissed him, separated for a long time, looked at the emotional mist in his eyes: "We will be happy too, believe me."

The carriage was full of tranquility all the way to the palace. Mo Xuan slept very peacefully in Li Yuying's arms, smiling from time to time. Li Yuying looked at him and suddenly remembered the time when Mo Xuan was so leaning on her arms. It was more than ten years ago, when he leaned in his arms and was about to fall asleep, he murmured: "Brother Ying, because I am the prince, if you do something wrong, brother Ying, don't be sad, Xiaoxuan... It's a last resort..."

It is also because of his words that I have the confidence to love him until now.

Li Yuying smiled and placed a light kiss on Mo Xuan's forehead.

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"Are you nervous?"

"Tomorrow morning, I will face questioning from the courtiers."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, there is you."

"That's right, I'm here."

"Li Yuying, actually I lied to you, those people in the harem have already gone their separate ways."

"I know that the General's Mansion has always been waiting for you."

"Well...that's really hypocritical."

"Your Majesty is hypocritical, the general will naturally follow."

"Cut..." Mo Xuan was silent for a while, "I'm sorry."

"What are you talking about? Just don't cry later."

"Well……"