On the third day of the wedding, the red lights hung high in front of the palace of the eldest princess every night, and the princess' concubine was so affectionate with flounder that the whole servants of the eldest princess' mansion were filled with joy.
Only Aunt Siji had a gloomy and ugly face.
This concubine deserves to be born in the military, so energetic and ignorant of restraint, but it will hurt Her Royal Highness the eldest princess!
Three Dynasty Back Door
In the early morning, Lin Wanyue and Li Xian both changed into their palace attire and set out on the carriage to the palace.
In addition to the palace maids who served, there was also Aunt Siji. It was a big day to return to the door in the three dynasties. Aunt Siji needed to record the events of the three days and report it to the Inner Court Division.
The two came to the main hall, and bowed to Li Zhao, who was sitting in a high position: "My son, see the emperor."
"Retire without courtesy."
"Thank you, Father."
"Shunxi, show the princess and the concubine the seat."
"Yes."
Li Zhao sat in a high position and looked at his daughter. Three days after the wedding, he heard that the two were in harmony. Seeing that his daughter looked good, his heart was relieved.
In the past few days, Li Zhao has also thought about it a lot. Although Lin Feixing's identity is low, he has a good sentence: no one in this world can be worthy of his eldest daughter, so it is better to let his own daughter choose, He knew Xian'er's temperament. She looked gentle like water, but she was stubborn and persistent in her bones, very much like her mother; hang…
Li Zhao and the newlyweds said some self-conscious things, mostly Li Xian answered, and Lin Wanyue listened silently. Whenever Li Zhao spoke out, Lin Wanyue humbly said yes.
Li Zhao was also satisfied when he saw that Lin Feixing put his daughter first in everything.
"Tonight the widow will hold a palace banquet for the two of you."
"Thank you, Father."
"Father is old, it's a pleasure to see your brothers and sisters more."
Lin Wanyue quietly raised her eyes and saw that Li Zhao's temples were white, and there was frost in his beard. He was indeed old.
Li Xian replied, "My father is at the peak of the Spring and Autumn period, and the country is peaceful under the blessing of my father. How can my father grow old?"
"Hahahahaha, Xian'er is still caring." Li Zhao, who was originally sad, was comforted by Li Xian's words and laughed heartily.
Lin Wanyue listened quietly, silently learning from Li Xian.
Li Zhao wielded his beard and said, "Speaking of Pearl's eleven, it's time to start looking for a candidate for the Crown Princess. What does Xian'er think?"
Lin Wanyue looked at Li Xian, and saw that the corner of her mouth was slightly raised, her face was light and cloudy, she pondered for a moment and Fang Zhu's lips lightly parted, and replied, "My son thinks that the East Palace is the reserve, and the selection of the crown princess is a matter of national origin. , Pearl is not as many as Wu Xi; the temperament is undecided, the father and the emperor might as well choose a few good girls among the daughters of the noble family, and it is better to polish Zhuer's temper first."
"Well, what Xian'er said makes sense, so it's just that; your mother and queen have passed away, and the eldest sister is like a mother. You should pay more attention to Liangdi's affairs."
"It's the emperor. After the emperor mentioned it like this, Erchen suddenly remembered that Huan'er didn't seem to be married yet."
"Well... Huan'er is also nineteen, and the widow has been neglecting him all these years. It's really late."
"I also ask the father to decide."
"However... According to the ancient etiquette, the prince must establish a mansion when he gets married. Although Huan'er's fiefdom has been selected, the construction of the palace has not yet started. This child, Huan'er, has been taciturn since he was a child. For so many years, he wants to keep him by his side for a few years, make up for it and seal it out."
"My father cherishes Huan'er and wants to keep Huan'er under Chenghuan's knees, why doesn't my son want to be happy with his sister and brother? Huan'er's changes over the past few years have really made my son very happy, but the establishment of this royal palace is by no means a matter of time. The minister knows the heart of the father and the emperor, but if the construction period is tight, it is inevitable that there will be some omissions.
"Well, my son's words are reasonable. Well, the royal father should think about it carefully. It's rare that you, as the eldest sister, can have such a mind; you take your concubine to see... your mother."
"Yes, my daughter retire."
"My son retire."
"Go."
Before leaving, Li Xian handed over a memorial for Lin Baishui to invite the royal family heir to a golden album and jade.
After leaving the main hall, Lin Wanyue was only at a loss. She always felt that although Li Zhao and Li Xian were talking about commonplace things, they had hidden secrets.
But what is it, she can't grasp the clue, as if the catkins fluttering in the air, as soon as she reaches out her hand, it floats away.
At this time, Lin Wanyue once again felt the gap between her and Li Xian. For the past two years, she has been studying hard all night. With Li Mu's training, she has made significant progress; The gap comes.
Lin Wanyue desperately wanted to stand with Li Xian, and now she had married Li Xian as his wife. Even if she deceived her identity, Lin Wanyue had given birth to a wife who wanted to be her own since the day she got married. The arrogance of sheltering the wind and rain has come, but now... Lin Wanyue found out that, let alone such lofty ambitions, at this time she was even delusional to be side by side with Li Xian. Thinking of this, Lin Wanyue's heart grew Unspeakable loss and melancholy.
"Why is the concubine so unhappy?"
"Have it?"
Lin Wanyue regained her composure and looked at Li Xian curiously. Even though she only spent three days together, Lin Wanyue knew that Li Xian would never aim at nothing. She was hiding very well. How did Li Xian see it
Li Xian showed a smile and replied softly, "You are the one who put everything in your heart on your face."
The wind picked up, and the soft wind in Tiandu City was filled with gloomy cold, and it became more and more unscrupulous on this Nobunaga's palace road, and the person who was blowing couldn't open his eyes.
Before his thoughts could wake up, his body moved first; Lin Wanyue blocked Li Xian's body with a single stride, letting the wind pierce her back, she stood still, and her back was straight.
Li Xian could only feel the gust of wind that hurt her cheeks, which was swift and gentle. She opened her squinted eyes and saw a person standing in front of her.
He raised his head slightly and met Lin Feixing's clean smiling face; all the familiar pictures were from the same person.
Afterwards, a palace maid ran over with Li Xian's cloak. Lin Wanyue saw it and took it with a smile. She said softly, "Xian'er, the wind is picking up. I'll put it on for you." She shook off the scarlet cloak and gently placed it on Li Xian's body.
The wind stopped, Xu Shi was blocked by this thin but stubborn body, Li Xian's whole body was warm, and the unpleasant chill was completely dispelled.
The two rows of maids behind them stood on the spot, secretly raising their eyes and watching the concubine smiling and tying the belt of the cloak for Her Royal Highness the eldest princess, and a beautiful longing was born in her heart.
Lin Wanyue took the stove from the servant's hand again, and tested the temperature with her hand before placing it in Li Xian's hand: "Xian'er, let's go."
"it is good."
The unpleasant topic was interrupted by the wind, and neither of the two mentioned it again. Li Xian wore a cloak and held the stove, and Lin Wanyue went silent all the way to Fengzao Palace.
Since Li Qingcheng went west, the Fengzao Palace was sealed; the previous palace staff were dispatched and distributed to various places, leaving only a few elderly people who were responsible for daily cleaning.
The vermilion gate opened on both sides, and the old man from the past greeted him.
Everything in the palace was the same as before, and it had not changed at all. Li Xian looked at the familiar scenery in front of her, and the sadness of what was wrong came out.
Lin Wanyue, who was born with five senses different from ordinary people, immediately caught the abnormality of the people around her. She turned her head and looked at Li Xian next to her. Seeing that Li Xian's expression was still the same, she felt distressed.
"Princess."
Li Xian smiled lightly when she heard the call, but the sad aura around her body suddenly faded a lot.
"The slaves and servants have seen His Royal Highness the eldest princess and the concubine."
Lin Wanyue turned her head and saw that there were two rows of elderly palace servants kneeling on the ground, showing how magnificent the Fengzao Palace was in the past.
"Get up."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Li Xian walked in, and Lin Wanyue walked beside Li Xian.
The scenery of Fengzao Palace is beautiful, with ingenuity everywhere, the water pavilions and terraces are ingenious, and the strange mountains and rocks are readily available. After walking through the winding corridor, a spring garden comes into view. At this time, Tiandu City has entered winter. There is no snow, but the outside is already desolate and colorful. Why is this garden alone not even the petals withered
Li Xian explained: "When the queen mother was alive, she liked the scenery of a hundred flowers blooming the most, so the father and the emperor hired warm jade from all over the country and ordered people to spread it under this garden. From what the concubine saw, the scenery elsewhere was defeated. This little garden alone is full of life."
Lin Wanyue suddenly realized that she nodded. It turns out that there are such rare things in the world.
It took half a column of incense to walk from the palace gate to Li Qingcheng's living quarters. The two entered the hall. The hall was spotless, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, and there was no sign that it had been vacant for a long time.
Li Xian led Lin Wanyue around to a place. There was a portrait hanging on the wall. The woman in the painting was smiling. Xian and the cool woman in this painting are just slightly different in temperament.
"This is my mother-in-law."
Lin Wanyue nodded, opened the hem of her clothes and called out "Mother Queen", kowtowed and bowed.
Li Xian stood quietly by the side, and the old men who followed behind saw the concubine like this, and they all showed a relieved and moved expression.
According to the etiquette of leaving the country, the concubine must go to the imperial mausoleum to worship three months after the big wedding. At this time, Lin Wanyue does not need to kneel and worship the portrait. This time, they only need to write a 'message' separately, which will be handed over to the palace servants at a specific place. Burn the day.
But Lin Wanyue still bowed, just because she wanted to do it, she did it.
Lin Wanyue said silently in her heart: Empress mother, the younger generation is Xian'er's concubine. I love her, but I lied to her about one thing. I hope you bless me, and one day Xian'er knows the truth, don't hate me.
The maid had already put the pen and paper on the desk and brought it over. Lin Wanyue and Li Xianjing put their hands on the desk and began to write the 'message'. Li Xian finished writing in a moment. In the current form, even if Li Xian had a thousand words to think about. She told her mother that she would never write it, so she just wrote some words of thanks and remembrance in the 'poster'.
Lin Wanyue couldn't do anything, she stopped writing and writing, Li Xian watched quietly, seeing that Lin Feixing had written about his life, it looked like a self-recommendation letter.
Li Xian smiled at first, and a warm current flowed in her heart when she looked at it. Lin Feixing lived a sincere and simple life. What she wrote was not like a 'letter' at all, but she carefully considered every word, for fear that her mother would not agree with their marriage.
Lin Wanyue finally finished writing two pages full. She put down her pen and peeked at Li Xian's writing, and then looked at her own handwriting with shame.
Before Lin Wanyue could open her mouth, Li Xian said, "The word for the concubine is quite strange."
Li Xian had heard Shadow's complaints more than once: the characters for stars were so ugly that it was difficult to distinguish them; she also imagined how ugly a person's characters could be, forcing a well-trained shadow into such a field. Later, she heard that Lin Feixing could not put it down After two years of hard study, I thought that this person should have mastered the calligraphy, but I didn't expect...
Lin Feixing looked at the corners of Li Xian's mouth, and he didn't care that the ink was still dry, and hurriedly folded the 'notice' and handed it to the palace maid.
Li Xian looked at Lin Feixing's embarrassment, and restrained her smile: "If the concubine wants to study calligraphy, how about I teach you?"