Beifeng Jingxue has been running for more than a day, and he is exhausted.

Song Beiming jumped off the horse, his fatigue dissipated when he saw his sweetheart, he stood under the rising sun, his handsome eyebrows were bright, he smiled mischievously, and opened his arms to Yan Xi.

Lanyue Poyun saw the north wind startled the snow, and neighed excitedly.

His Royal Highness was riding a horse, and when he got close, Yan Xi rolled off the horse. He was surprised and happy all the way, his heart fell into the abyss, and then flew up to the sky. His heart was about to break. He was really going to be scared by Song Beiming.died.

Somehow, this surprise subtly made Yan Xi experience a lost and recovered Song Beiming.

In the process of rushing towards her lover, Yan Xi was extremely firm - she didn't want anything to happen to Song Beiming, and she didn't want to leave Song Beiming.

When Yan Xi was running, her clothes fluttered, her eyes were red at some point, and the tears were blown away by the wind when she was running, Yan Xi threw herself into the embrace of Dayn and Dayu.

You bad guy, worry me.

But you are so kind, you traveled all the way to see me.

Song Beiming finally hugged the person who was thinking about it day and night, grabbed the back of Yanxi's head forcefully, pressed Yan Xi on the Yuexiong Yuetang, and said bitterly: "It's been twenty-two days, I'm so fucking separated from youLong!"

Yan Xi bit Song Beiming's skirt, trying to restrain herself, not wanting to be a crybaby in front of Song Beiming.

"Are you scared?" Song Beiming patted his trembling body, "No matter where I go, I will try my best to get home, don't worry. Da Jing, there is nothing that can stop me except you."

"But it was a blizzard!" Yan Xi surrounded Song Beiming, clutching Song Beiming's clothes, trying to crumble the fabric, endured the pain, and finally choked up, "Song Beiming, don't leave me."

Song Beiming knew that he had frightened His Royal Highness, so he buried his head on Yan Xi's neck, smelling "Rong".

He smelled hot in the moon, Yan Xi took the dried blood pills on time, and there was a smell from him on his body.

At this moment, he deeply felt that Yan Xi belonged to him. Yanxi's coldness and heat, temptation and refusal, strength and fragility were all his.smell.

This process of possession was secretive and passionate. Song Beiming invaded Yan Xi like a wild beast, dyed Yan Xi his own flavor from the outside to the inside, and then declared to the whole world that this is my person.

"I won't leave you. Wherever you are, I will be there. The western region will not be able to fight for the time being. I also burned the last granary in Mo Di. If there is no food, there will be no confidence. Now I am afraid that they will jump the wall in a hurry. Your Highness invites the Ministry of War andLet Honglu Temple choose someone to go to the peace talks."

"Peace talks?" Yan Xi raised her head and asked with tears in her eyes, "You changed your mind and want to talk about peace?"

"Da Jing, who is in the light rain, disdains peace talks. Peace talks are just a pretense, delaying time first, and then hanging them with food. Unless Di Bo personally holds the letter of credence and kneels in Fengtian Hall to beg you for peace, otherwise there will be no talk.I don’t promise my enemies in war, soldiers never tire of deceit, if they dare to disobey, I’ll fight till I can.” Song Beiming raised Yan Xi’s chin, “It’s just that Miss Song San doesn’t have time to fight right now, so she needs to get married first.”

Song Beiming lifted the man up, Yanxi's tears were hanging from the corners of his eyes, he held Yan Xi high, and asked excitedly: "Hurry up and marry me, okay? Hurry up and get married, okay?"

"Okay." Yan Xi was half body taller than Song Beiming, he supported Song Beiming's shoulders, smiled through tears, lowered his head and said, "I will marry Miss Song San back home with the highest level of conferring ceremony in Da Jing, and she will be in the middle palace."

"Wei Yu." Song Beiming raised his head and shouted, "Hurry up, I want a bridal chamber!"

"En." Yan Xi's ears were hot, and she leaned over to answer again.

Song Beiming was tall and straight, and easily caught the lips of His Highness the Crown Prince in this gap.

Yan Xi's longing and worries were suppressed, his pale complexion was flushed by kisses, and Song Beiming fell in love with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who was flushed because of him.

The plum blossoms are blooming.

On both sides of the official road where they met, there were stretches of plum forests. When Yan Xi smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms, he was already pressed against the plum trees.

This place is far away from Jingdu, and there are not many tourists in the Meilin. The scattered few were also scared away by the battle of the Jinyiwei just now, and the Jinyiwei also invited away the tourists from afar.Temporary Royal Merlin in exchange for a lover's short-lived friendship.

Wei Chifeng touched his nose and turned around.

Zi Yuan chuckled lightly, made a movement of spreading around, and then raised her sword and mounted her horse.

"Hey!" Wei Chifeng called to stop Zi Yuan, "Sister Yuan, you are not working, where are you going?"

"There is the world's invincible sad wind and Liushuang here, and the assassins of Quan Dajing will also be fed with knives." Seeing Yan Xi waiting for the third master who returned from the snowstorm, Zi Yuan smiled knowingly,Picking up the reins, the horse trotted out, "You are so close, aren't you afraid of getting in the way of the master? Hurry up and send a message to the Inner Pavilion that His Highness is following Miss Song San;water!"

Just now Yan Xi's trip was too big and too urgent, the palace and the Inner Pavilion must be in chaos, the courtiers were all worried and wanted to persuade the prince to go back.Presumably, it won't be long before the Inner Pavilion, which is unknown, will order the forbidden army to accompany it.

"Hey!" Wei Chifeng slapped his thigh and said, "Sister Yuan still thinks too far, wait for me!"

Yan Xi couldn't get hot from the mouth, sweating on the forehead, under the fluffy fur hat, His Royal Highness's face showed the innocence and immaturity that a nineteen-year-old boy should have, so white that people can't bear to play with it.

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was warmed up and pushed off the white fur hat, revealing his beautiful appearance completely, stunning and eye-catching under the skylight.

Song Beiming felt that His Royal Highness was bewitching him again.

Yan Xi looked at Song Beiming, the corners of his eyes that were red from crying became even redder.

Fuck that eye wave!

"Ah!" Yan Xi exclaimed, and was crushed under the plum tree in a whirlwind.

The plum blossoms fell, and the falling flowers covered Yan Xi's whole body.

"The sky sits on the ground, and the whole world is home." Song Beiming twirled the petals on Yanxi's forehead and lips, looked at Yan Xi with his eyes, and slowly put them into his mouth, "When the plum blossoms bloom next year, we will be easy and simple, and we will be a couple in the sea of flowersForget about lovers coming home."

This made Yan Xi feel that he was the one who was eaten.

"Next year..." Yan Xi chewed on these two words, "Isn't it better to pick a date this year?"

"After returning to the palace, we have to get married, and enthronement is even more complicated. After we ascend the throne, there are very complicated etiquettes. From the time we return to the palace, people from the Ministry of Rites, Taichang Temple and Honglu Temple will stare at us every day before dawn.After the etiquette is over, the plum blossoms should thank you." Song Beiming bowed his head and untied the tie of Yan Xi's cloak. He sniffed Yan Xi's smell vigorously and found a subtle difference, "Your 'rong'Thickened?"

"I used some of Peiyuan's medicine." Yan Xi swallowed a blood pill made from his own blood on the way. The blood shed after he killed Di Xiao and the blood he let out in the previous few nights were all given to Zhou Ci to make it.The purpose of taking blood pills is to stimulate energy when there is an emergency.I ran out in a hurry today, in order to survive the bumpy two days, I had to use it.

Yan Xi was trapped in the petals, his sight was covered by Song Beiming, he had nowhere to dodge, and it became difficult to lie, so he simply stopped talking, hooked Song Beiming and kept his head up.

Song Beiming was so vicious, he stopped and kissed Yan Xi so hard that he wanted to melt into the flowers, Yan Xi said softly, impatiently: "Move a few plum trees to Kunning Palace, I want to enjoy this year's plum tree with the future queen.plum."

"Okay." Song Beiming didn't dare to take off Yanxi's clothes. He knew that Yan Xi had been ill for a long time in the western region. If he caught a cold outside and fell ill again, he would be mad at himself to death.

There was a sound of rumbling horseshoes from the direction of Jingdu. It should be that the Inner Pavilion sent the imperial army out of the city to meet the prince before receiving the news of Song Beiming's return.

Yan Xi and Song Beiming were always bound by their identities, and a moment of debauchery was precious. Song Beiming moved closer, opened the neckline, and saw the word "Ming".

Yan Xi became sensitive under such gaze.

He raised his head, the ruby bracelet slid along his wrist, his white fingers grabbed the blade of grass, his whole body trembled.

Song Beiming pushed His Royal Highness even hotter, and it became difficult to leave.

Yan Xi's face was up against the sky, and he was hugging Song Beiming's head. Looking up from this angle, plum blossoms seemed to be blooming all over the sky.

He planted this plum grove in his heart, hugged Song Beiming who was about to get up and said, "It's okay, Zi Yuan and Wei Chifeng will persuade the imperial army to go back. I'm already the master of Da Jing, no one dares to disturb us.Meng Ze, my health is fine, plum blossoms are just right, don’t wait until next year, let’s do it this year.”

Yan Xi pulled him back on his body.

The enthronement ceremony and the empress's wedding were held on the same day.

Jingdu was decorated with lanterns and festoons everywhere, and the common people wore the most solemn clothes, and there were endless praises.

Tears filled the eyes of the ministers, and finally waited for the new emperor, and the outer gate of Yinshi Palace was as lively as New Year's Eve.

When the auspicious time comes, the red sun hangs high.

The emperor's guard of honor was solemn and solemn, and the red silk was widely spread in the palace. When he stepped on the altar of the Fengtian Hall, the new emperor did not stop walking and not look back like the ceremonial officer taught him.

The new emperor stopped in his tracks, and grabbed the queen by the side in full view.

This step is not in accordance with etiquette, and this pulling is even more inappropriate. The empress cannot follow the emperor through the enthronement process.

Officials from the Ministry of Rites, Honglu Temple, and Taichang Temple looked at each other in embarrassment. Amid the solemn and melodious drumming, they chose to shut up.

Yan Xi is dressed in a bright yellow gown and a twelve-pronged crown.

He did not let the queen wear a woman's wedding dress, but put on a man's auspicious costume for Song Beiming, wearing a man's golden jade crown, just to match the status of "Miss Song San", under Song Beiming's tall golden jade crown, wearing aA phoenix hairpin.

To say that this stalwart, burly, graceful queen is a woman is really blatantly calling a deer a horse.

The courtiers all knew that the new emperor was more difficult to talk about than Emperor Tianxi, most of them chose to shut up obediently, and told the world that Miss Song San was a virtuous and virtuous lady, a model of "Women's Rules".

There were also people who tried to persuade them, but all the papers they handed over fell into the sea.

The road leading to Fengtian Hall is very long, and Yan Xi led Song Beiming to walk steadily.

Yan Dian seemed to be calm and composed, but in fact his heart was beating very fast, and the palms of his clasped hands were sweaty.

Yan Xi has walked on this road of winning the heirloom for more than five years. He once hated the ups and downs of the officialdom, bloody fights, and deception.

Song Beiming brought him a light and gentle home.

Yan Xi suddenly felt that the road was neither long nor painful. There were twelve clusters of dragons in Ming Huanglongpao. When Yan Xi turned his head, the five-clawed clustered dragon turned around to Song Beiming.I kowtow."

Song Beiming seldom wore bright colors, and the red of the auspicious suit made him extraordinarily noble and handsome. The new queen held the emperor's hand in a graceful manner, and walked into Fengtian Hall together.

The emperor and empress sat side by side in the high seat of Fengtian Hall, and Pei Hong held the book treasure and led all the officials and people to kneel down.

The sound of prostration soared into the sky:

"My emperor, long live, long live, long live."

"Empress, thousand years old, thousand years old."

The Da Jing New Dynasty opened.

The fire trees and silver flowers are never nightly, and the feast of joy and joy continues.

Kunning Palace welcomes newcomers.

Yan Xi didn't like red tape, but she led the queen with a smile all the way, and went through all the wedding ceremonies meticulously.

Even the process of giving birth to a baby early was not allowed to be omitted.

When the ceremonial officials and the palace people closed the palace door and exited, the emperor and empress looked at each other and smiled.

The bright yellow Dagon clothes worn during the day were replaced by Zhenghong auspicious clothes. Yan Xi sat on the dragon bed and wanted to take off the crown.

Song Beiming pressed his hand, stared deeply and knelt down in front of his knees, lifted the new emperor's twelve crowns, and finally saw the peerless face that no beauties in the thirteen prefectures of Da Jing could match.

This was the most solemn moment in Song Beiming's life. The person he was looking up at was picturesque and noble.

The emperor of Da Jing first seduced him with a painted skin, wanted him to pity him, and lured him into a deep trap; after he surrendered his sincerity, the painted skin was suddenly torn off, and he became Prince Da Jing in a flash.

Their confrontation was exhausted when they first met, and after tirelessly probing, they fell into a tender land together.

Song Beiming hated it.

At the canonization ceremony of His Royal Highness the crown prince, the people who were going to be the crown prince ruthlessly ignored him. He wished he could tear the crown prince's court clothes to pieces.

It's just that the hatred is so weak, and the passionate love and desire destroy everything.

Song Beiming asked himself countless times: Are you addicted to love?

no.

His answer gradually became clear and firm. His Royal Highness is too dazzling, and no one is willing to cover up the light of the Moon God.

Song Beiming had already conceded defeat.

"You say you are a match in chess, but I am willing to bow down." Song Beiming lifted His Majesty's crown and raised the beauty's face and said, "I would like to donate my golden knee to be your courtier of Fengyue."

The brocade quilt embroidered with auspicious dragon and phoenix slipped under the dragon bed.

The Tuanlong Jifu of the new emperor was torn to pieces, and the powerful beauties were packed into soft mattresses.

The blue silk was scattered between the pillows, the jade white shoulders were hooked, and on the slender wrists, there was a pair of gold bracelets, inlaid with gemstones of various colors, which set off the white skin with a thrilling color.

A thin gold chain hangs down from one side of the bracelet. The gold chain is pulled by someone, and the other end is held in a strong hand.

The gold chain was pulled, locking His Majesty's hands on the bedside.

The chains collided, pulling another pair of golden chains on the ankle.

The new emperor was locked up with nowhere to escape.

Harmony of the qin and the cymbals is a sign of great auspiciousness.

On the night of the emperor's wedding, Zhou Ci brought two jars of wine to Xuanzhai.

Since Yan Xi ascended the throne, Shang Baiheng has lived here.

Seeing that Shang Baiheng's gray hair was growing, he stopped trying to persuade him. He slapped the wine jar away, raised the stove, and invited Shang Baiheng to drink.

But Shang Baiheng shook his head and said: "I've been drunk since last time, so I don't drink anymore. If you want to drink, I'll cook the wine."

Zhou Ci asked in surprise: "You don't usually drink alcohol. When have you ever been drunk? Why didn't I know. Was it after I went to the Western Region?"

"No." Shang Baiheng didn't want to say more, took Zhou Ci's wine bag, added wine to the porcelain jug, and said, "Don't talk about me, you don't touch wine on weekdays, why do you suddenly want to drink today?"

Zhou Ci wanted to accompany him because he was afraid that Shang Baiheng would be sad.At this time, seeing that Shang Baiheng was not rational like an ordinary person, he was even more worried.

In addition, he himself had something on his mind, so without waiting for the wine to heat up, he scooped a cup out of the altar, drank it all in one gulp and said, "A few days ago was the death day of my empress.Good. Today is His Highness... Your Majesty's big day, I think if the empress is still here, she will probably be happy. I... want to offer a few glasses of wine to the empress."

As he spoke, he drank several cups in a row, and people who were not good at drinking coughed suddenly.

Shang Baiheng looked at Zhou Ci's furrowed brows thoughtfully. He had been drunk before, and he knew that some pains needed to be drowned in wine, so he didn't persuade Zhou Ci to stop, but kept cooking the wine in silence.

Shang Baiheng was already the second assistant of a country, and seeing the first assistant was in sight, it was the time when there were a lot of people and guests.

Yan Xi once mentioned that he would give him a mansion, but Shang Baiheng said no, and went out of the imperial study to dismantle it and asked Yan Xi to give him this simple Xuanzhai.

Shang Baiheng looked in the direction of the imperial palace, and saw that the sky was filled with red light again. At this time, the emperor and empress had already gone to bed.

He squeezed the wine case tightly in his hand, not even daring to let out the sound of a sigh.

His student already had a wife, and he dared not get drunk.

Drunken gaffes and gaffes after drinking are absolutely unacceptable.

You can't show it in the slightest, you can't be a little strange, and you must even restrain yourself and don't look at your students too much.

The emperor's teacher should be like this.