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In the late summer of Jing'an's third year, the only princess under her knees passed the ceremony on the day she turned thirteen, with a ceremony comparable to that of the prince's crown.

For Song Yun, this is just a necessary etiquette, and she herself does not have the slightest sense of joy of growing up in name.

After all, the daughter's family and Jiji, for most of the subjects of the Yuan Dynasty, only have the meaning of being allowed to marry.

——But Song Yun didn't want to marry.

——She didn't want to leave Hanyuan Hall, nor did she want to be someone else's wife.

Song Yun considers herself to be the most noble daughter of the kingdom. She had a love affair with Emperor Wenwu when she was young, and was later hugged by the empress of the present and the Ming Dynasty all the way up. Young but vigorous handwriting.

Even though she didn't intend it, and even though the emperor and empress often said they wanted to keep her for a few more years, Song Yun still felt something keenly and clearly from the eyes below.

Now that pair of eyes fell on me—a man's and a woman's eyes, there were many things that had never existed in the past.

——For themselves and their nephews, they looked at her so passionately, as if they were looking at a treasure.

But no one admired Ah Wan, and no one cared that she studied under Wu Yan since she was a child, held the emperor's vermilion pen, and compiled and compiled poems and articles written by Empress Wenchun during her lifetime at a young age.

Those pairs of recruits all fell on the current only daughter, the only sister of the emperor's compatriots, and whichever family they fall into is the glorious glory that can be sheltered for a hundred years. In comparison, even Song Yun's charming face It seemed less exciting.

Finally one day, Song Yun lay on Empress Ming's lap, looked at Empress Ming who seemed to have remained unchanged for all these years, and said, "...they all want to marry Ah Wan."

After hearing this, Empress Ming didn't say a word, but stretched out her hand to hook the tassel on Song Yun's hair, and instead asked the emperor, "What does the emperor think?"

The Son of Heaven was peeling an apple for Empress Ming, he snapped the blade of his fingertips, and then smoothly gouged out the fruit stem, "Then, among them, does Ah Wan like it?"

Song Yun shook her head, "Ah Wan doesn't like the way they look at her." She frowned slightly as she spoke, "Kneeling clearly, eyes lowered, but she didn't obey."

— without obedience.

Empress Ming paused in the act of teasing her to put tassels on her hair, and teased her: "Ah Wan likes obedient ones?"

The emperor handed the cut apple to Empress Ming, and sneered at him, "How old is she, how can she know what kind of man she likes?"

Empress Ming reached out to pick it up, but she didn't eat it right away. Instead, she forked a piece and fed it to the emperor. She held her face and said to the emperor, "Ah Wan can read the booklets for you now, so why don't you know what kind of man you like? If there are few people, you will admire your parents, if you know lust, you will admire Shaoai, at her age, which one of you has never thought of a girl's house?" Then he reached out and rubbed Song Yun's hair, "You are always the only one to pick someone."

Although Song Yun agreed that day with a smile, he didn't take it into his heart, and gradually put this matter behind him day by day.Seeing the attitude of the emperor and empress Ming, those courtiers and wives who looked at her eagerly understood the direction of the wind, and gradually restrained all kinds of eye-catching overtures.

A year is fleeting, and in a blink of an eye, it will be the time when the colorful flower clusters in the Harem of the Yuan Dynasty are in full bloom again.

When Her Royal Highness visited Pingbo Pond, she never liked to be accompanied by too many people. She felt that those dark heads polluted the magnificent scenery, which was different from the harem, and most of them only brought close-fitting maids.It was enough in the past, but today Song Yun fell in love with the crabapple on the branch.The figure of her close-fitting maid is not much different from hers, and she can't touch it even after trying three or two times with her fingertips.

Instead, it made the crabapple tremble slightly on the branch, making it even more lovable.

At this moment, a man's hand with distinct joints stretched out from one side, and after seeing the flower, he easily folded off the flower, and then held the flower, kneeling on one knee and offering it to Song Yun. At the same time, he said loudly: "Chen Pingbo Shuixie Yiwei Xietang, I have seen Her Royal Highness. I saw that the princess has not been able to fold flowers for a long time, so I stepped forward to offend. I hope you will forgive me."

Song Yun didn't reach out to pick it up, she stood three steps away, and the two rows of palace people behind her bowed their heads silently, without saying a word.

Her beautiful eyes, like those of the Son of Heaven, looked down at this bold Yiwei, from his black hair, to his straight shoulders, straight back, narrow waistline, and finally the Yiwei exclusive to him when he fell on the ground. The crimson python robe sized it up inch by inch.

After a while, Song Yun hooked the corners of her lips, and half of her full cheeks with fine fluff sunken into a small dimple, and said, "Raise your head."

Xie Tang got the order, and raised his head obediently, but he didn't lower his eyes and avoid looking as usual when the palace people replied, to show respect.His eyes were lifted together with the movement of raising his head, and he looked at Guochao's most honorable daughter with shining eyes.

As expected of Yiwei's background, the person in front of him not only has a well-trained and upright figure, but also has a handsome and outstanding face.

"Don't avoid looking, you are not timid." Song Yun smiled lightly, her appearance was as charming and charming as Queen Wenchun, but the words in her mouth were not as sweet as her face.

Xie Tang seemed not at all afraid of the princess's sarcasm, he bowed his head and apologized, and then said: "It's just that a dazzling woman like the princess, once she sees her, I will die without regret."

After Song Yun listened, he looked at him for a moment, and finally just chuckled, and Gao Na put it lightly, "Since you are Yingchun Pool Yiwei, you are quite familiar with the poolside scenery? Tell me, tell me If you get it well, let it go, if you don’t speak well, you will be punished for both crimes.”

Maybe Xie Tang really has some other charming abilities besides his skin, this scene is not known how vividly it is described, but he led himself to the princess' bed.

When Xiao Lingming and Song Xian knew about this, it was already late at night.

Song Yun was under extremely strict control, and the emperor and the empress of the Ming Dynasty had always indulged her, and no one in the palace around her dared to reveal anything.

It's just that Xie Tang, when he was disheveled and left from the small corridor of the side hall of Hanyuan Hall, accidentally bumped into Naiyuan who had been serving in front of the Son of Heaven and Empress Ming since the death of Empress Wenchun.Nai Yuan was horrified when she saw Yiwei entered the harem, so she asked someone to hold her down on the spot, and went to answer the empress herself who had rested in the main hall.

When the Son of Heaven and the Empress of Ming came here wearing outer shirts, Xie Tang had already been pressed down on the ground in front of the corridor by the palace servants. The Son of Heaven and the Empress of Ming didn't even look at him, they walked straight into the hall and walked straight to the hall with their hair loose. Song Yun, who was sitting under the curtain of the bed in a thin tunic, left.Ming Hou opened the bed curtain with his hands, saw Song Yun's normal expression, and even felt a little bored, so he was relieved.

This self-improvement has disturbed everyone. The people who are clean at night are neither afraid nor anxious, they just looked at the empress with their faces propped up, and begged for mercy with a smile, "You know."

After she finished speaking, seeing the gloomy face of the emperor, she immediately reached out and grabbed Empress Ming's sleeve, "Ah Wan didn't want to disturb you!" As she said that, she rolled her eyes and wrinkled her nose at her father, "This matter It's nothing more than that, I just feel pain, why is Father holding you every day and not letting go?"

With one sentence, all Song Xian's words that were about to explode were blocked in his mouth. Xiao Lingming, who was grabbed by Song Yun's sleeves, didn't know what he was thinking, and he opened his mouth and said, "That must be that A bitch can't do it, but it's not that I can't do it alone."

Song Xian was speechless after sticking to the end of his words, "Minger! Is this the time to talk about this?" Turning to Song Yun again, he stretched out his hand and pointed, "You, you, you..." You haven't seen it for a long time. What's wrong with you, turned and pointed at the outside, "Lanting! What's the origin of that bitch outside, have you found out?!"

When Song Yun heard this, his face suddenly changed, "Father, you will check his background, you won't want me to marry him, will you?" While reaching out to gently pull Xiao Lingming's sleeve, his eyes winked at him like cramps.

Song Xian glanced at Xiao Lingming who was about to come out to have sex with his daughter, and asked Song Yun, "What about Ah Wan?"

Just when Song Yun was thinking about the rules for one, two, three, Xiao Lingming said slowly with a cold voice, "Bring in that bitch outside first."

Xie Tang, who was dragged in by the palace servants, no longer had the calmness he had when facing the princess for a hundred days.There were bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead and the tip of his nose. When he saw the Empress Ming and the Son of Heaven, he kowtowed to the ground, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Because I have admired the princess for a long time, and because I have won it for a while, I kowtowed to the ground." Blue eyes, obsessed with love, that's why this is the case, the minister is willing to welcome the princess down, and he must... Ah!" Before he could finish his sentence, Song Yun, who jumped off the bed barefoot, kicked him on the shoulder, she was not strong enough, But Xie Tang did not dare to dodge, he was hit on his back and fell to the ground.

As soon as Fang raised his head, he saw Song Yun raised his hand and pointed at himself, his cold eyes completely disappeared from the lingering affection on the bed just now, "Shut up! I don't know what you're thinking."

Empress Ming reached out to grab Song Yun's waist and dragged her back, and casually scolded, "Song Yun! What does it look like to do it yourself?" Then he raised his eyes and looked around at the palace people kneeling in private in the hall, with a tone of voice Suddenly became severe and decisive, "The princess will serve you closely and go to the court to receive the punishment."

The emperor seemed to have been inspired by his daughter's words, he suddenly sneered, and his face suddenly returned to his usual approachable and lenient look, "That's right, it's just a thing to make my daughter smile."

"Ah Wan, did I reward you with him?" the Son of Heaven asked his daughter casually, casting a sideways glance at his daughter.

After hearing this, Song Yun slowly walked up to Xie Tang, looked him up and down playfully at his embarrassed appearance, and quickly shook his head, "No, I guessed what it was, but I didn't expect it to show up. It’s so boring. Father, let’s die, Ah Wan doesn’t want such a thing to get in the way.”

Song Xian raised his hand resolutely, "Cover your mouth and drag it out to give the white silk, don't dirty the ground in the palace." As soon as the emperor's voice fell, some palace servants immediately had to order to cover the mouth and nose of Xie Tang who was discolored, He dragged the life out with a whoosh.

Song Yun, who was regarded as a life-saving straw by his sobs, only glanced at him, then looked away, looked at the two emperors and empress, smiled and stepped forward, stretched his arms and hugged Song Xian and Xiao Lingming's waist, raised his head and acted like a baby. Said: "The people in the lower palace are so ignorant that they still disturb you with such a trivial matter in such a late night."

Xiao Lingming raised his hand to straighten the broken hair on Song Yun's forehead, pretending to be angry with her, "Naiyuan will bring Bizi decoction over later, don't be too bitter to drink it!"

At this time, Song Yun went back to a well-behaved daughter's house, nodded obediently, hesitated for a while, and said: "Ah Wan doesn't want to marry..."

"..." Xiao Lingming was taken aback, "You are because of this..."

"No." Song Yun denied, "I just think he looks good."

Xiao Lingming glanced at Song Xian, "If you don't want to marry someone, don't marry. Your mother didn't ask you to be his wife after giving birth to you alone."

"But it doesn't always mean that the daughter's family must marry someone, otherwise she can only be an aunt or serve the seat of God."

"If you say that, the empress is always a woman." Xiao Lingming didn't care about it.

Song Xian didn't care too much, he just had two children with the same mother, and he didn't worry about Song Yun's future, and Xiao Lingming had always been used to his daughter, and he had always been used to Xiao Lingming, so he said, "If you don't marry, don't marry. It's not like the palace can't afford you."

However, Song Yun got such an accurate word, but she couldn't open her face. She seemed to have an unspeakable sentence sticking between her lips and teeth. She hesitated again and again, but she still spoke in a very low voice.

"What about the emperor?"

These words can be called treasonous, even Xiao Lingming gradually restrained the casual smile on his face after a meal, Song Yun immediately lowered his head when he saw this, and buried himself in the clothes of the two of them, not daring to look at Su Lai who was dressed in black The face of the father's face, he was very annoyed that he had lost his words because of his favor, and even fell a little bit.

Xiao Lingming glanced at Song Xian, and saw that he also didn't know how to answer, and the burden on his face was obvious, "I can't control what you teach."

Xiao Lingming lowered his eyes slowly, and glanced vaguely at Song Yun's hair. In fact, he had noticed earlier that Song Yun's body was gradually growing some strange and familiar features that were buried by the years. something to come.

Song Yun was born with bones added by birth and wings full of power, but he thought of Yu Taotao's earnest confession when he arrived.

She explained to everyone, even Ah Zhi, who was only eight years old at the time, she never forgot to hold his hand, and asked him to promise not to forget the relationship between siblings, and to let this daughter who left her side early, be free and carefree Live your life in honor and splendor.

How can a princess be honorable, free and carefree?Marrying a rich and powerless family, holding the sibling friendship with the next emperor, is not always the case.

But Xiao Lingming felt strangely reluctant, he felt that Song Yunhe should have the chance to soar to the nine heavens with all his strength.

Maybe one day, Song Yun will encounter the howling frost and snow because of her unique sympathy, but in any case, the first one should not have been sent down by the elders she admired and trusted with good words of protection.

In the end, Xiao Lingming just followed Song Yun's hair, and said in a low voice: "...It's the same. There is no such thing as a position in the world, so the ninth or fifth position is naturally occupied by the capable. It's just that To be a capable person in the eyes of men, a daughter’s family may have to do more and do better, which may be far less comfortable than just being a princess.”