Hearing this, Nangong Baiye frowned without leaving any trace.
Qu Luo looked at her, then at Beiming Liancheng who had stopped, and smiled evilly: "That's right, it's a marriage. His Highness the Third Prince and I are here to take you into the palace under the orders of the Holy One."
.How is it? Are you happy? You finally got what you wanted and you are reunited with your ex-husband!"
"Even if we are reunited, it has nothing to do with you. Why are you so excited?" Nangong Baiye stretched lazily, threw Master Zhang on the ground, and followed Bei Mingxun into the sedan chair.
.
Qu Luo was still so happy, and didn't know why he was laughing.
Beiming Liancheng walked over with a smile, raised his elegant long legs slightly... Bang!
Young Master Luo rushed headfirst into the thick snowdrift.
If that force were applied to an ordinary person, his ribs would have been broken by the kick. He was still laughing wildly with his arms akimbo, shouting: "Someone, are you jealous? Are you envious? Are you jealous? Hahaha, I see.
You still don’t change your expression this time!”
Beiming Liancheng didn't even look at him. He wore a long, close-fitting black robe.
Blooming in the heavy snow and mist, he was handsome and energetic, full of the low-key luxury unique to the upper class. When he walked to the roadside, a pure black carriage just drove over. The driver was a servant wearing a black cloak. He was respectful.
He jumped out of the carriage, put his left hand on his shoulder, slightly bent his waist, and said in standard aristocratic etiquette: "Your Highness..."
Different from the laziness in front of Nangong Baiye, Beiming Liancheng now had some unique arrogance. He responded lightly, put his robe in one hand, and nodded his chin with clear curves, as if he was too lazy to talk to others.
.
The servant leaned forward and rolled up the car curtain politely...
Beiming Liancheng stepped up, lowered his head slightly, and entered the spacious carriage.
There was still a heater in the carriage, and there was also the long black fur blanket that Nangong Baiye coveted.
Beiming Liancheng was sitting on the soft couch, his slender legs crossed, his elbows supporting the car window, lazily dragging his chin, and a hint of coldness appeared on his sexy thin lips: "Oh, such a thing as a marriage,
It’s really boring to listen to…”
Snap...
The fire in the car's originally burning heater gradually dimmed, and layers of chilly white frost formed on the wood.
The man was still smiling, elegant, evil, and impeccable. His fingers wearing black gloves were tapping rhythmically on his angular profile, revealing two fangs that represented evil. The teeth were very white, sharp, and
With a little cute flavor.
But anyone who knows him well knows that once a man smiles like this, it means blood is coming...
…
The sun rose and the fog receded, leaving only a white patch of snow. In the snow-covered palace, the emperor was drinking a cup of tea with a serious face: "So, this is how the bet came about."
"Your Majesty, Bai Ye did this all because of the general." Murong Shaofeng was dressed in a battle robe, with a hard look on his handsome face: "She is too stubborn, and it is understandable that she hates me and Nangong Yuan. Everything is wrong.
It's because of the minister. Shaofeng begs the emperor to make the decision and give her to me, so that I can avoid this bet. Otherwise, no matter who loses or wins between her and the seventh lady, they will become the laughing stock of the capital."
The emperor's brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking.
Murong Shaofeng was not in a hurry. There was no emotion on his handsome face. He was calm and cold by nature. In addition, he was completely sure about this matter, so he was not saying anything, but was neither humble nor arrogant.
Standing nearby, waiting for an answer.
The emperor laughed: "I only heard before that the third young lady of the Nangong family chased after you so hard that you only married her to repay your kindness. Now it seems that the rumors are not credible after all."
Murong Shaofeng didn't understand why the emperor suddenly mentioned this, so he was stunned for a moment and said nothing.
Even he himself didn't know how he felt about that woman.
It's just... I just think about it sometimes, it seems that there is no one in this world who treats me as wholeheartedly as she does.
So before things get worse, he must take action to stop it... Otherwise, all the years of effort spent in Nangong Yuanhua will be wasted.
Just when he was thinking this, Eunuch Sun, who was following the emperor, came in and said respectfully in a high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty, the Third Highness has brought Miss Bai Ye."
"Xuan!" the emperor ordered.
The eunuch on duty outside the door brought Nangong Baiye in.
The emperor looked at her, a smile suddenly appeared on his serious face, and said: "I didn't even look carefully at the teahouse that day. She is indeed the daughter raised by Nirvana. Not to mention her beauty, she has a smart mind. Listen,
Xun'er said, you just solved an old case?"
"Yes." Nangong Baiye answered casually and his attitude was casual, but he maintained the proper courtesy.
The emperor continued to smile, looking very gentle.
But Nangong Baiye knew that anyone who could become an emperor would never be a harmless cat.
She is not afraid of the arrogant and domineering emperor, nor is she afraid of the domineering emperor. What she is resistant to is probably this kind of seemingly gentle and gentle superior.
Such people never take action easily, but once they do, they will be more difficult to deal with than the first two types of people.
Moreover, the more gentle it is, the harder it is to penetrate and the stronger the desire to control.
Mr. Tang is the best example.
Nangong Baiye lowered his eyes and stood quietly, slowly analyzing the current situation in his mind.
The emperor seemed to be in a good mood, laughed twice and said: "It would be great if such a smart boy could come to participate in the concubine selection ceremony. Unfortunately, you and Shaofeng fell in love and were engaged, so I don't want to
It's good at breaking up people's marriages. Today, I will give you a reward, give you Shaofeng, haha."
reward?
Haha, this is really a headache-inducing reward!
Nangong Baiye pressed his swollen temples, thinking about how to resist the order without making Tianyan furious.
Murong Shaofeng walked up to her and said in a deep voice: "Back then, before the wedding was over, something like that happened. I know you have resentment in your heart. This time I asked the Holy Father to grant the marriage, and I also wanted you to know that the person I married was
After all, it will be you, not her. She didn't do anything wrong, it was you who misunderstood. After all, what she wanted in her heart was to choose a concubine, do you understand?"
Ha, she understands so well.
It turned out that Nangong Rui'er was coming to choose a concubine, so he thought about turning back...
Nangong Baiye's heart hurt a little, and she knew it was a side effect of the two souls sharing one body.
But after all, she is not the silly woman she was before!
The reason why this man accepted her in the first place was only because of her identity and martial spirit.
He had greater ambition and patience than he imagined. In four years, he climbed to a great position. He felt that she was no longer worthy of him, so she kicked her.
Misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding could make you, Murong Shaofeng, abandon your wife to protect the beautiful Nangong Rui'er?
You are just a scumbag, and you are still making excuses, which is simply ridiculous.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Murong Shaofeng stopped walking. He could clearly see that the moment Nangong Baiye's eyes saw him, they were mixed with a mocking smile and a glimmer of water as cold as a well, which made people stunned.
It's like being in ice water.
Suddenly, Murong Shaofeng felt a little strange in his heart.
He found that he understood less and less this woman whom he had once known so well, and could not even fathom her thoughts.
This feeling is really uncomfortable...
After not receiving a response for a long time, the smile on the emperor's face also faded. It was his first time to be a matchmaker, and it was actually like this. His voice was slightly cool, and it was irresistible with majesty: "Nangong Baiye, what I said
, did you hear it?”
When Eunuch Sun saw this, he knew that his master was a little annoyed. He quickly turned around and pointed to Nangong Baiye: "Miss Baiye, why don't you hurry up and thank me for your kindness! I am afraid that this child has forgotten the etiquette due to the surprise, and is thin-skinned and shy.
.”
Everyone knows that she is obsessed with Murong Shaofeng, and everything she did back then is enough to reveal her intentions.
This time, she was given a royal marriage, which was a great opportunity for her.
I can finally marry Murong Shaofeng with great fanfare.
It's understandable that she couldn't react for a while.
The emperor seemed to accept Eunuch Sun's words: "Since you are too shy to speak, there is no need to say anything. Eunuch Sun, please choose a good and auspicious day so that they can get married as soon as possible. It will be a good thing in pairs."
Beiming Liancheng walked in and heard these words. His slender and powerful legs froze slightly, his narrow eyes rippled slightly, arousing several waves of looming waves, and then he narrowed his pupils slightly and looked towards Nangong Baiye.
He looked over and smiled evilly: "Junior sister is getting married? So as a senior brother, what gift should I give you?"
Nangong Baiye held his forehead and thought to himself: Master Qi, please don't cause more trouble!
Qu Luo followed Beiming Liancheng, smiling happily and secretly giving a thumbs up to Nangong Baiye.
What is this!
Nangong Baiye darkened his eyes. No matter what Murong Shaofeng was like, to the emperor, he was undoubtedly a highly regarded general.
The emperor's attitude made her understand that this engagement was more troublesome than she imagined...
On the other hand, the arrival of Beiming Liancheng obviously made the emperor feel better. He raised the corner of his mouth and said: "When your junior sister gets married, I will naturally give you the most precious gift. I will also invite your master to make it lively.
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"Hmm..." Beiming Liancheng responded lazily, sitting next to the smiling Bei Mingxun, looking at the "little junior sister" standing in the center with a half-smile.
Eunuch Sun was very discerning and asked the eunuchs to serve hot tea to the two princes.
Beiming Liancheng was being served. He took the tea cup with one hand and put the other hand on the back of the chair. He leaned back loosely. It was obviously a naughty posture, but the way he made it was indescribably elegant and beautiful.
The emperor always doted on him. He only coughed slightly and looked at Nangong Baiye with warm eyes, as if asking her what she meant?
Murong Shaofeng lowered his eyes: "During this period, you and your family have been having enough trouble. Just let it go if you get angry. Forget about the gambling, you and Miss Seven are sisters after all. Don't feel resentful because of me.
After we get married, I will treat you well."
"Okay." As if moved by Murong Shaofeng's words, Nangong Baiye smiled lightly...