Lirou came to him alone and spoke softly: "Your Majesty, I saw you were too busy and didn't tell you!"
He immediately lowered his voice: "Where is Ying'er now?"
"I don't know either. I just went to look for her and didn't see her."
He patted Lirou's hand and said, "Concubine, please sit down for a moment. The lonely king will come as soon as you go!"
He immediately became furious and rushed out of the room waving his sleeves. The three concubines in the room looked at each other, suddenly at a loss.
He strode to Mu Rouxuan and shouted in the courtyard: "Brother Ying, Brother Ying?"
After calling several times but receiving no response, he approached the house and asked the nun in charge: "Where is the princess?"
Mother was so frightened by his stern face that she took a step back and lowered her head to answer: "The princess went out with Lord Tudan!"
"Do you know where you went?"
"You don't know, slave?"
He was so angry that he held his waist and pointed at the nanny: "It's totally incompetent!"
He flexed his muscles and passed the door lintel with vigorous steps. Suddenly he saw a sword on the table next to him, so he glanced at it, took the sword away, and rushed out.
He drove to the market and searched for the princess's carriage in the entire shop alley. He was alone in the carriage, holding the sword with both hands, and shouted to the driver outside: "Look carefully for the princess's carriage."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
After the coachman answered, he drove along the street looking for Qi Guofu's carriage. The horse galloped through the snow and wandered around the street for half an hour, but he never saw the princess's carriage.
The driver stopped his horse for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, I have been going around the neighborhood but I have never seen the princess's carriage."
He was sitting in the car with a fierce look on his face. He thought for a while and shouted: "Let's go to the pavilion in the south of the city and have a look! That girl's wings are hard now. If she is going to be caught by the lonely king, there will be She’s a good fruit to eat!”
His words frightened the driver, and he immediately drove to the south of the city.
There is a small pavilion in the south of the city, surrounded by white snow. On the corridor in the middle of the pavilion, Wan Yanying and her disciple Shan Kening are standing on the railing, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance to see the beautiful scenery of the wilderness south of the city.
The disciple Shan Kening was a handsome young man. In his early years, he was an upright man. He was wearing a suit of armor, which made his figure even more majestic and tall.
Through the fox fur collar on his shoulders, you can see his three-dimensional facial features with clear outlines, and look at his deep eyes, which are actually gentle.
Wan Yanying was wearing a thick tunic shirt and a white velvet cloak that made her look very delicate and pretty. She turned sideways and glanced at Tu Dan Kening, then she quickly smiled and said, "Brother Tu Dan, my aunt has promised to our family." The marriage has been discussed, and I can finally marry you!"
He was a man of few words and seldom smiled. Hearing her childish words, he pursed his lips and said, "It is a humble minister's fortune to be able to marry a princess in this life."
She pursed her lips and said, "Look at you, you are so polite every day. Would you be like this if we were married?"
He smiled: "Yinger is the love of my life!"
After hearing this, she turned her eyes with eyes, looked up into his eyes, and approached him quietly again. She put the jade bib around his waist, stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek: "Brother Tudan is also my brother." like."
The sweet words in front of the pavilion warmed the winter day. Just looking at her small body buried in Tu Dankening's chest, she lost her past arrogance and became a little bird.
"Brother Tudan, Ying'er can hear your heartbeat!"
He held her slender waist with his hands, and put her small hands under his lips: "There is no heart in my body, but my heart is in my arms!"
He suddenly remembered something and put down Wanyanying's hand: "Ying'er, the king has not yet agreed to such a marriage! What if..."
When she heard this, she covered his mouth with her hand:
"Nothing goes wrong, I have to marry you, don't worry, my aunt likes you the most. Every year, countless young men come to propose marriage, but my aunt doesn't like them. She thinks they are just sitting back and enjoying their gains. You are a lazy nobleman, but my maid said, you are different, you are strong and upright, gentle, calm and enterprising, and you will treat me well in the future!"
"I know that, but looking at it now, His Highness King Qi doesn't like the ministers, so it's difficult to deal with it!"
She looked up and held his shoulders with both hands, her eyes flushed: "Brother Tudan, you and I will try our best to seek the fourth brother's consent. If he really doesn't agree, then... then... then we will agree first. Don’t be afraid of Duke Zhou’s courtesy when the time comes and he will refuse!”
As she spoke, she lowered her tone and her cheeks felt hot.
Hearing her say such shameful words, he immediately raised her chin and looked at her solemnly: "Wanyanying, you must not have such thoughts. I, Shankening, am marrying you in a big sedan chair." Before you come through, I won’t hurt you at all, and I won’t make you a laughing stock among Huining people.”
"Where are the hurtful words? We really love each other!"
"But you know, the reputation of a girl's family is the most important thing. I'm not stupid enough to be like this."
Seeing his seriousness, she joked about him: "I didn't expect that Brother Tudan would consider everything for me. I guess you are eight years older than me, so you have a different vision."
She blinked her big eyes and put her arms around Kening's waist again. The two looked at each other affectionately and listened quietly to the sound of light snow falling outside the pavilion.
The two of them were immersed in deep love and forgot themselves. Wanyanying suddenly saw Wanyanliang walking towards Kening's shoulder along Kening's shoulder.
He waved his big sleeves as he walked, gnashing his teeth as if he wanted to devour the two of them alive. He held a long sword in his right hand and walked angrily. He saw the two of them hugging each other, and his pace became faster and faster.
When she saw this, she hurriedly called out: "Ke Ning, go quickly, the fourth brother is here!"
Before she could pull Kening away, Wan Yanliang ran over, squeezed her wrist and threw her behind her, then stabbed Tudan Kening straight with his sword.
She was so frightened that she shouted: "Ke Ning!"
The disciple Shan Kening slowed down and drew his sword to resist, but Wan Yanliang used all his strength to suppress the sword. He was so pressed that he knelt on the ground, his face was ferocious and his whole body was red.
Wan Yanliang said indignantly: "You are a bastard, you have already set your sights on the Qi State Mansion, and you are so frivolous towards Ying'er. The Lone King will definitely kill you today."
He was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe. Wan Yanying immediately ran to Wan Yanliang and knelt down. Tears rolled down her eyes: "Fourth brother, please fourth brother, please let Kening go, fourth brother!"
Wan Yanliang reprimanded: "What will you do if you rise up as a lonely king? You have no future!"
As he spoke, he pressed harder, so hard that Monk Ning's shoulders were shaking.
Wanyanying was crying, and she held Wanyanliang's sword with her little hand. Blood immediately fell from her fingers, and all kinds of pain spread throughout her body.
"Wan Yanying, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"
Tu Shan Kening shouted in pain: "Ying'er!"
Wan Yanliang was so shocked and heartbroken that he quickly let go of the sword and took away her jade wrist. He took out the silk from the armhole like crazy and wiped her blood while wiping it while looking at her pearls. Tears flowed.
Kening immediately stepped forward to comfort her and came to help her, but he pushed her away and said sternly: "Get away!"
"Come on, let's go back! Let's go back and see the imperial doctor!" He immediately picked up his sister who had lost her soul and glared at Tu Dankening who was lying on the cold ground.
His tall figure shuttled through the wind and snow, with his only cloak covering Wan Yanying's body, not caring that his head was covered with snow.
At night, he sat on the sofa beside the small bright window of Mu Rouxuan. He held his forehead alone and took a nap with the dim candlelight on the tea table. Just as his face was about to slide, he suddenly I woke up with a start and slowly opened my eyes hazily.
Seeing the maid nearby, he turned towards the inner room and asked, "Is Ying'er awake?"
"Just now Yan'er has already gone in to help the princess get up, she is dressing now!"
While he was talking, another girl brought a cup of tea. He took a few sips and then watched a large group of people crowding into Mu Rouxuan. Wan Yanliang's legitimate mother and apprentice, Princess Shan, his birth mother, Mrs. Da, and the imperial concubines. Shan Lirou, Madam Da Nuhua, and Wan Yanliang's second sister, Princess Qingyi, all came over.
Princess Tudan is already half a century old. She wears a high bun on her head. There are no ornaments in the bun. She only has a little green silk flower in the bun. Her cheeks are slightly wrinkled under the light makeup. Wearing an ermine fur collar, a long-sleeved dark purple tunic, and a cyan skirt with a trailing skirt, once you pull it back, your generous and solemn appearance will be deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Mrs. Da Tai next to her looks much younger in comparison. She has no white strands in her hair. She wears a high bun on her head and wears a single step. She has no wrinkles on her cheeks. There are pearl pendants hanging between her ears. She wears long cyan sleeves. Wearing blouse and silk shoes, every word and deed shows kindness and gentleness.
Princess Qingyi was wearing a loose-fitting tunic with thin cheeks. She was already pregnant with Liujia, and she was holding her daughter, who was about seven or eight years old, in her right hand.
When Wan Yanliang saw this, he stood up and invited her to sit down: "Second sister, why are you back today? If you have a body, sit down quickly!"
Princess Qingyi nodded slightly: "I suddenly heard in Pucha Mansion that my little sister was going to have a happy event, so I brought Suosha back to see my little sister. I didn't want to hear that my little sister would get hurt."
She waved to her daughter next to her: "Shasha, why didn't you say anything when you saw your fourth uncle?"
The little girl came forward and bowed her head and said: "My nephew has met my fourth uncle!"
He was a little tired: "Okay, get up!"
The concubine held up her bun and said, "Gong'er, why did you get into a fight with Tu Dan Erlang? Such wanton killing is not your style!"
"Ma'am, son,... I suddenly felt a little impulsive, so..."
The madam immediately let go of all the anger in her mind and reprimanded her head and face: "Now that I have grown up and become a householder, I still don't know what to do. You quarreled with your disciple Dan Erlang and injured my little sister like this. If she had a hand, No matter what scars are left on you, I will never let you go."
He lowered his head in response to the scolding: "I know your mistake, sister, please calm down!"
