In the sixth year of Emperor Chen Jing's reign, spring.
A big event has come to Nanjuncheng. Princess Song Ran of Anyang, who is stationed in the border town with her father and brother, is about to marry Tan Zhuo, the second son of Suyuan Hou.
Both sides of the main street were filled with officers and soldiers. Behind the officers and soldiers were surging people, squeezing each other and rushing forward with their heads stretched out. The wealthy and powerful spectators had booked a private room on the second floor of the restaurant along the street early in the morning, waiting for this grand wedding that was rare in a thousand years.
In such a lively scene, who would notice the man standing by the window of the restaurant, holding a sword tightly. The sword was about to be unsheathed, but was quickly blocked by another sword hilt. The pale and handsome face showed a look of astonishment.
"Mu Ling, don't forget that you only entered the Chen Kingdom to spy on the military situation." They are both dressed in men's clothing, but the person speaking looks a bit coquettish. It is not difficult to tell that this is a woman disguised as a man.
Mu Ling frowned and stood by the window. Wei Yu stepped forward and snatched the sword from his hand, throwing it on the table beside him.
Seeing that the auspicious time was about to pass and there was still no wedding procession, the crowd began to gradually become commotion.
"Future Commander Ma was caught and raped in bed! Future Commander Ma was caught and raped in bed!" I heard a young man running from a distance, shouting these disgusting words.
The young man was tired from running and simply collapsed on the ground, bent over and panting. The onlookers quickly gathered around, all wanting to find out. The onlookers who were in the restaurant hurriedly shouted from upstairs: "Child, tell me, what's wrong?"
"Don't - don't wait, the sedan chair won't come! The princess is wearing a wedding dress and sending her to the magistrate's office!" The young man was too tired to lift his head, so he stretched out his hand and waved upward.
There was an uproar.
Mu Ling turned away from Wei Yu beside her and quickly went downstairs, regardless of her blocking her again. The people below also began to flock to the yamen gate. When the spectators upstairs came downstairs, they were still cursing and wasting their money on the "good seats".
I saw the princess standing in front of the hall, dressed in red gauze, phoenix crown and Xiapei. In the hall, the prefect was sitting uneasily at the moment, feeling anxious and worried, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
The magistrate has never seen such a battle since he became an official. It is rumored that Princess Anyang has fought on the battlefield with her father and brother since she was a child, but she did not expect to be so tough. On the wedding day, he actually dragged the top girl from Yanliufang to court.
The Lord Magistrate hesitated for a long time, and then slowly spoke, his voice still trembling slightly: "Who is here? What is the complaint?"
"I am the Princess of Anyang in the Prince's Palace of Nanjun. I am suing this woman for seducing the future Princess, and having sex with the Future Princess on the wedding bed of the Princess on the day before my wedding."
"Can - is there any evidence?"
"The maids around this princess are all witnesses. As for the physical evidence -" Song Ran paused, snorted softly at the woman kneeling on the ground, and then said with a smile: "I wonder if this mandarin duck bellyband can be considered to seduce the future county. Evidence of the horse." After saying that, she motioned to the maid Hongqiu to hand it over.
The prefect was a middle-aged man over a hundred and fifty years old. When he saw this obscene thing, his face couldn't help but turn red. He half-covered his face with his hands and said with a smile: "Don't worry, princess, I will handle it according to the law."
After hearing this, the woman who was kneeling on the ground in the hall was frightened and fainted before she could be tortured. After being showered with cold water by the government office, she slowly woke up. She was crying and pulling on Song Ran's skirt, screaming for mercy.
"Do you know how to beg for mercy now?" Song Ran didn't hide the anger in her eyes and said sarcastically: "When you sleep on my princess's wedding bed, are you afraid that Miss Peony will not miss Shu?"
"Princess, please forgive me, I know I was wrong! Princess, please forgive me!" The top girl in Yanliu Square is indeed well-deserved. Although her delicate and fair skin is still oozing with blood, she has not lost her beauty. The delicate voice was trembling, which may have numbed all the men outside the court.
The people outside the hall were already talking a lot, and many men could still hear their pity for Miss Peony.
"Damn it, what did you say!"
Suddenly, a woman yelled and cursed outside the hall.
"Ma'am, ma'am, be gentle! Ouch! My ears!"
The woman put one hand on her waist and grabbed her husband's ear with the other, looking domineering.
Everyone burst into laughter!
Song Ran also looked over. She seemed to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye.
She wasn't sure. She looked closely, but didn't see it again.
She frowned and frowned.
Seeing that her princess had lowered her head and thought for a long time, Hong Hao walked closer and called softly: "Princess, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing, maybe I'm worrying too much." Song Ran raised her head and looked in the direction just now, and soon returned to her previous aura of leaning against the ground.
Song Ran knelt down, sneered and took away the hand holding the hem of the skirt. Although the hand was not strong, it was enough to cause pain to the weak woman's wrist.
"Since Miss Peony is infatuated with Mr. Tan, and this princess is not an unreasonable person, this will help you." After that, Song Ran asked someone to bring the marriage certificate.
"No, you can't—" Tan Zhuo, who was blocked by the Yamen outside, wanted to rush in anxiously.
Song Ran held up the marriage certificate and approached Tan Zhuo step by step. The smile on her face became more and more terrifying. After many years of fighting and torture of countless prisoners, he was naturally familiar with such scenes.
Tan Zhuo was like her prisoner. In order to capture his heart, she deliberately brought the marriage document to a distance where he could reach out and touch it, and then slowly tore it up piece by piece in front of him.
"Song Ran, you are a shrew! A shrew!!" Tan Zhuo pointed at Song Ran and cursed loudly, with a ferocious face like a ferocious tiger.
Since the wedding date was determined, she sent people to keep an eye on the Tan family. The Tan family attaches great importance to this marriage. Tan Zhuo had been placed under house arrest for a long time, knowing that he was a prodigal and was afraid that he would cause trouble before marriage.
Although this marriage was not what she wanted, she had already made compromises for the sake of the Nanjun Palace. Unexpectedly, Tan Zhuo couldn't bear the loneliness on the eve of his wedding and secretly ordered someone to bring this famous prostitute into the house.
Having fun with the fireworks woman on their wedding bed was a great insult to her and the entire Nanjun Palace.
Early in the morning, Song Ran sent his cronies to break into the house on the pretext of assisting in the marriage. The wedding room was in a mess, and before the servants could clean it up, the fireworks woman's red bellyband was on the ground. Tan Zhuo's clothes were not covering his body, and he was leaning on the bed, waiting for his servants to come to change clothes and freshen up. Seeing that the person who came was a maid from Nanjun Prince's Mansion, he immediately called someone to detain her.
Since she was sent by Song Ran, she was naturally not a weak maid. He practiced martial arts with him since childhood and developed excellent skills. How could a few servants stop him?
After the maid Hongqiu returned to the house and conveyed the complaint, Song Ran immediately ordered people to go to Yanliufang to capture the girl Peony who had just come out of the Tan Mansion.
"Mr. Tan, please don't let me down. Go and tell someone to tell Marquis Suyuan that today's bride has changed." After Song Ran finished speaking, she took off a gold hairpin from her head and tied it. He threw it next to the Peony girl and then said: "The Tan family's golden hairpin has been kept by the Peony girl."
"Song Ran, don't go too far!" Tan Zhuo was furious, and his hands were flexing with teeth and claws. If Yameni hadn't tried hard to stop him, he would have rushed forward and choked Song Ran's neck. Of course, with Tan Zhuo, His martial arts skills were no threat to the battle-hardened Song Ran.
"Tan Zhuo, you're still embarrassed! Come back here!" A voice came from behind the crowd.
Marquis Suyuan's temples were gray and it was no longer convenient to walk. He relied on crutches and the support of servants around him.
Tan Zhuo was considered a child of his old age, and he only had such a second son when he was over fifty. The eldest son was captured with the army in the early years, and there is no news about him till now. The Tan family is considered to have fallen into decline when it comes to Tan Zhuo's generation. The emperor thought of the Tan family's past achievements, so he gave him the title of Marquis Suyuan and asked him to come to Nan County to live in his old age.
Marquis Suyuan looked at Song Ran, took a deep breath and said, "It is our Tan family that has failed the princess first. I will apologize to Princess Anyang on behalf of this unfilial son."
"Old Marquis——" Before Song Ran could finish, Suyuan Marquis continued: "This engagement was originally a joke between the two families ten years ago, but now it has become so out of control that the young and old of both families have They are all to blame. Today, I will cancel this engagement, and the two families will not be in conflict with each other from now on. In the end, it is my Tan family who cannot afford it."
After Marquis Suyuan finished speaking, he turned around and ordered his servants to take Tan Zhuo and leave. Song Ran didn't know what to say for a while.
The Nanjun Prince's Mansion has nothing to fear from Suyuan Hou's Mansion, but this matter may have become a bit tense, and I don't know how to explain it to my family when I get back.
"Princess." Seeing that Song Ran's face was a little solemn, Hong Hao hurriedly stepped forward and lowered her head to ask.
"never mind."
Song Ran turned around and glanced at the magistrate. The old man's face was still pale at this moment, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.
Song Ran suddenly smiled and led the people away from the magistrate's house.
"What's going on!" Seeing that everyone had left, the magistrate fell down from his chair, held his hat and said repeatedly: "Come here, come here, help me into the inner hall, help me into the inner hall." Inner hall.”
The only thing left in the hall was the shivering girl Peony, who was in ragged clothes and sat slumped on the ground. After a long time, the officials came and dragged him to the prison. How could the magistrate dare to deal with the princess of Nanjun whom she had offended at will? How many years would it take for her to be imprisoned?
For Tan Zhuo, all he covets is her graceful figure and better beauty. Although Nanjun is a border town, Tan Zhuo can still find other girls, so why would he care about the life and death of an insignificant fireworks woman like her?
It was such a noisy day that the people had fun watching the show. Song Ran's marriage was also called off, and the Tan family was also offended.
The wind in the tower came from the north, and the air was still filled with dust.
Song Ran, who had been struggling all day, did not take off her wedding dress. The red gauze was fluttering in the wind and her eyes were red.
"Have you made enough trouble? If you have made enough trouble, go back to your mansion and admit your mistake. Because of your incident, my father personally went to Suyuan Hou's Mansion to apologize. No matter how cowardly and immoral Tan Zhuo is, you shouldn't be so indifferent. The Tan family wants to save face and brings the matter to the magistrate's office."
Song Yuan didn't know when she was standing behind Song Ran. Although her words were all reproachful, her heart softened when she saw her sister like this. He put a hand on her shoulder and said: "It's getting late, go back with my brother. After you go back, don't talk back to anything my father says. If anything happens, my brother will help you carry it."
"Brother, have you ever regretted it?" Song Ran turned her head, and the bright moonlight shone coldly on her face without any warmth. Although she is not a beautiful woman, she still has a beautiful face. In the past, when she was fighting on the battlefield, she was as powerful as jade in her armor, no less powerful than her brother in front of her.
"Look, haven't your sister-in-law and I treated each other as guests in the past two years? Why do you regret that?" Song Yuan reached out and wiped the tears on Song Ran's face.
"Can't I not get married? In this life, I will be stationed in Nanjun with my father and brother, killing enemies and protecting the country." Her throat was choked, tears soaked her eyes, and the red makeup on her face was scattered like pear blossoms, and her face was already stained.
"Kill the enemy? Kill your lover?" Song Yuan said with a bitter smile, "Girl, the young general of the Wei Kingdom is indeed extraordinary, but he is an enemy after all."
"Brother, stop talking!" Song Ran collapsed emotionally and shouted at the top of her lungs. She tightened her sleeves with both hands. That was the secret in her heart. She thought no one could know it, but she didn't want her brother to say it out so lightly now.
"Ran Ran, my father and I have always been unwilling to make it clear to you because we know that you are different from ordinary daughter's families. You assess the situation and understand the overall situation, and you will never disregard the people of the entire Nanjun for the sake of your children's personal affairs. In the past two years, Chen and Wei have On the surface, the two countries are in peace and don't bother each other, but in fact, there are secret waves. Even if they get married, they will not let you, the princess of Nanjun, and his general of Wei. This will undoubtedly increase the power of other countries, and the emperor's defense It’s not too late.”
This is the despair of not being able to love. No matter how painful it was for Song Ran to live, she would eventually bury this love deep in her heart. Her dim eyes stared at the wild geese heading north, her heart filled with despair. She said no more, and the silence was like a pool of stagnant water.
Song Yuan sighed and stretched out his hand to straighten Song Ran's hair that was blown by the wind: "We, Ran Ran, are so good-looking, we will find a better husband. This Tan Zhuo is so promiscuous, no matter how he is worthy of her, it doesn't matter. . Be good, don’t think about anything else, go back home with your brother.”
At night in the border town, the wind was as sharp as a knife, and the bitter tears were like adding salt to the wound, stinging in waves. What hurt was the deepest love in Daughter Lang's heart.
