emperor of a dynasty

Yan Wuwei felt from the bottom of his heart that if Mu Congcong really reported this, she might be pissed off, so he compromised, "Okay, let's go on the road tonight."

Said it was the wind or the rain, and set off as soon as it was said, even on the road at night, I don’t know who Mu Congcong learned from for his quick temper. Fortunately, Yan Wuwei is a good-tempered master, and he follows Mu Congcong’s everything. It was really a night walk.When it was dawn, Zhang Sui brought people to see Yan Wuwei and the others off, and they were already dozens of miles away from Yanling.

It's cold in winter, it's windy and snowy, the weather is not too good, and because of this, Yan Wuwei said nothing this time that Mu Congcong is not allowed to ride a horse, but Mu Congcong is at an innocent and fun age, how could he Can you sit in a carriage?She was sitting alone in a carriage, and as expected, she had just left Yanling City for a few miles and couldn't take it anymore. She hummed softly in the carriage with her chin propped up, and she still felt bored after humming for a while, so she sat up again and opened the curtains with her hands , looking at Yan Wuwei's carriage which was a few steps behind her carriage, she looked intently, but Yan Wuwei has always been used to abiding by the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, even the carriage he was sitting in was two gears lower than hers, and the speed Naturally, she would be better off, so even if Mu Congcong wanted to open the curtains and talk to her husband, he couldn't do anything.

In desperation, she rested her hand on the window sill of the carriage, and then put her chin on the back of her hand, and stared straight back with her pair of watery eyes, and saw that later, Yan Wuwei was driving the carriage. Fang Hua finally noticed her and smiled:

"What is your Highness looking at?"

Mu Congcong drooped his head and said, "It's so boring..."

"Huh?" Fang Hua was stunned for a moment, "Then His Highness wants to...?"

"Riding and playing."

Before Fang Hua had time to speak, he heard Yan Wuwei cough lightly in the carriage, and Fang Hua, who had a clear mind, immediately said to Mu Rongrong, "Your Highness, it's snowing, so you can't ride a horse."

Mu Congcong stretched out his hand lazily, pointed to Gu Ming and his party in front of him, and said, "Then why can they ride?"

"..." Fang Hua can't say that it's because they have martial arts and you don't, Your Highness, can you?It is estimated that Mucong will make a fuss about learning martial arts when she returns to Wangdu after saying this, so she seriously coaxed, "They are adults, so of course they can, but you are still young, Your Highness."

The implication is that you have another two years to grow.

"Where am I young?!" After hearing this, Mu Congcong was not happy. The ability to pull people into the water is first-rate, so he argued, "My husband has said that I am an adult and have a responsibility."

"That doesn't mean you can ride a horse in snow."

"--Humph!"

Seeing that she was upset, Fang Hua softly comforted her, "Except for riding a horse, His Highness can do whatever else he wants."

When Mu Congcong heard this, he immediately regained his spirits, raised his head and smiled sweetly at Fang Hua. That cute and cute appearance suddenly made Fang Hua, a half-old girl, feel so much maternal love, and sighed that it would be great if she had such a cute daughter. It's just that before she finished sighing in her heart, Mu Congcong quickly ran down from her own carriage, ran into their carriage, and sat down next to her, looking very excited.

Fang Hua: "..."

"Why did your Highness come here?"

"That's it."

Fang Hua thought in his heart, of course I know you came here just like that, the question is why did you come here!

"Your Highness...isn't it right for you to come here?" Fang Hua whispered, afraid that Yan Wuwei in the carriage would overhear.

"What's the matter? Just now you said that as long as I don't ride a horse, I can do whatever I want, so it doesn't count?" She said sullenly, "Are you adults lying to children like this?"

Fang Hua thought that the hat was too big, so he hurriedly said, "I dare not..."

"Then I will sit and drive the horse with you." Mu Congcong said a little domineeringly.

Fang Hua was embarrassed, "But you are the king..." The man in the carriage was a minister. Although the minister was supposed to be your "uncle" by name, he didn't make it clear after all. No matter how loud she is, Fang Hua Don't dare to talk nonsense.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Congcong took the whip from Fang Hua, and said bluntly, "It's just a horse. It's really boring to go online, Xiangguo hasn't even refused."

As soon as the words finished, she heard Yan Wuwei's voice from the carriage behind her say through the curtain, "I will refuse."

Mu Congcong, who was dismantled, was a little embarrassed: "..."

"But you still haven't refused yet..." Mu Congcong whispered.

After a while, Yan Wuwei opened the door curtain with a slender and powerful hand, revealing half of his pretty face, and said softly to Mu Congcong, "Your Highness is like this, what should I ask you to do?"

"What are you doing?" Mu Rongrong said, "It's just driving a horse, sir is blaming me again?"

"Junjun, Chenchen, Zizi, Your Highness has messed up the etiquette."

"But today there is great chaos, the ruler is not the ruler, the minister is not the minister, the son is not the son, the ritual and music have long since collapsed."

"Even so, Your Highness must not follow the tide."

"I just drove a carriage, so I went with the crowd?" Mu Congcong was really upset, "I'm still a student of Mr., since it's about etiquette, so what's wrong with a student driving a carriage for the teacher?"

Yan Wuwei didn't speak, just looked at Mu Congcong quietly, the latter felt a little guilty after being stared at by her for a long time, and muttered, "You know how to trick me..."

Fang Hua sat aside and dared not say a word: "..."

Mu Congcong said again, "You are not allowed to ride a horse or drive a carriage, it's boring."

"Your Highness, have you memorized the book?"

Mu Container: "..."

When asked about the point, Yan Wuwei said calmly, "When we get back to the capital, the king will probably want to check His Highness's homework."

As soon as Mu Congcong heard this, he immediately said obediently, "I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I won't talk to the husband for now, so I'm leaving first." After speaking, he jumped out of the carriage and ran back to himself The car went up.

After Mu Congcong left, Fang Hua, who had been silent all this time, said, "Your Highness, Miss Nian."

There was a rare sneakiness in his tone.

Yan Wuwei rubbed the center of his brows, a little helpless, "Children..."

"If the young lady and the princess have children, it will probably be the same." Fang Hua didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly said, "I will definitely stick to the young lady like this."

Hearing this, Yan Wuwei was a little dazed, as if thinking of something, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes, and after a while, he just said softly, "Really? Then...it must be very similar to her."

Fang Hua remained silent, probably because he didn't hear the emotion in Yan Wuwei's words.

The carriage was weaving leisurely on the official road, rolling down two wheels, a bit dazzling in the snow, Fang Hua only drove quietly, it was extremely bleak in winter, after walking for a long time, Fang Hua heard Yan Wuwei say again, "If this goes on, will we be able to reach the capital before the New Year's Eve?"

Fang Hua knew that Yan Wuwei missed Murong Yan very much in his heart after he came out for a few months, so he said, "It might be a night trip."

After hearing this, Yan Wuwei replied, "I promised her that I would accompany her every New Year's Eve."

As clever as Fang Hua, he nodded and said, "This subordinate will definitely let the young lady arrive at the capital before the New Year's Eve."

Yan Wuwei lifted the curtain of the car and smiled lightly, looking magnificent, "Thank you so much."

The two of them chatted so happily, naturally they didn't notice Mu Congcong who poked his head out of the carriage in front and looked back, she just happened to see Yan Wuwei's smile.

Green shirt, winter snow, lonely road.

The beauty lowered her eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Mu Congcong's heart suddenly froze.

"Squeak..." The snow on the cypress tree in the distance collapsed the branches, fell into the snow, and made a soft sound. At this moment, Mu Congcong suddenly became enlightened. She thought quietly, how could she do it? Fall into Yan Wuwei's heart.

The seeds of admiration finally sprouted, day after day, year after year, until she could no longer hold others in her heart.

King Qin's Palace

Today is the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month. According to the etiquette system, there will be an annual holiday after going to the morning court today. The ministers are naturally looking forward to this rare long holiday, so the morning court also has a tacit understanding that there is no trouble. Everyone is happy He said auspicious wishes to Murong Yan who was sitting on the throne, and presented his work summary for the past year, after which he retired.

The courtiers were scattered like birds and clouds, and all of them were gone in a short while, maybe they rushed home to buy New Year's goods for the New Year.

Murong Yan was left alone, walking leisurely in the palace with his hands behind his back, strolling in the courtyard, not in a hurry, she was not in a hurry, she was a king, no matter what, it would not be her turn to buy new year's goods, right?But if she went to buy it, she would have to buy a lot of firecrackers, from New Year's Eve to the tenth day of the first lunar month, from Xuanwu Hall to Qingquan Palace, well, think about it, it is very good, and it has the feeling of Chinese New Year.

"Your Majesty, are you going to Xuanbu?" Just as she was lost in thought, Tangtang, the palace maid behind her, asked her.

Murong Xun stopped in his tracks, looked at it, and found that he was still a little far away from the sleeping palace, so he nodded slightly, Tangtang made a gesture towards the back, and after a while, the palace people who were carrying their steps came up.

Stepping forward, the caring Tangtang was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she handed the stove to her hand and asked, "Is Your Majesty going back to the bedroom?"

"En." Murong Yan nodded and said, "Let the palace people in the back disperse, it's almost Chinese New Year."

Tangtang responded, and got out of the sedan chair, Murong Xun had just walked a long way and sweated a little, Tangtang gave her a hand stove, and now her body was sweating a lot after covering it for a while, It's warm.

It was still a bit far to go back to the bedroom, so Murong Yan asked Tangtang on the road, "Have all the troops who went to the Chu state come back?"

"If you go back to the king, the old general will bring them back, but the journey is far away, and it has been snowing heavily. The army may be on the road this year for the festival."

"The decree of the orphan is that for three days on the New Year's Day, the army will camp on the spot, take turns to rest and bathe, and eat pigs and sheep." She said, "It can be regarded as a little compensation."

The state of Qin is not considered rich, not to mention ordinary people, even those with a little wealth can’t eat meat every day for a few days during the New Year’s Eve. One can imagine how much food expenses for the 30 troops spent on New Year’s Day for three days Expenses.

Tangtang made a bow and said, "Hi."

After a while, Murong Yan, who was stepping up, suddenly said softly, "With such a heavy snowfall, will she...be late in returning?"

Before Tangtang could speak, Murong Xun said again, "Forget it, it's better to come back later, body is important."

Tangtang didn't speak, she knew that Murong Yan was thinking about Yan Wuwei a lot these days, so it's okay not to ask or ask, but she was afraid that Murong Yan would mention it suddenly.

After having lunch, and approving the booklet, the ground dragon in the bedroom was burning, and after a while, Murong Xun became a little sleepy, and there was nothing urgent about it, so he packed up and went to bed for a lunch break, sleeping in a daze , she suddenly felt someone sticking up behind her, the familiar Leng Xiang made her a little distracted, before she woke up from the dream, a light kiss landed on her ear.

She heard a hoarse and tired voice whispering to her ear, "Xuan'er, it's me."

She frowned suddenly, and her body relaxed.

The man said again, "I'm back."

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