The first thousand and sixty-five chapters are only one pair of pants
"Su Gongfeng, what do you mean?"
He stared closely into Su Menglong's eyes, his voice suddenly deepened, and he asked word by word.
"That's the literal meaning of Xiaochen." Su Menglong said with a smile, "A country cannot live without a king for a day."
"Even if the emperor's sister really encounters an accident, the throne should be inherited by Brother Wu." Li Xian looked at him with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, "I am young and incapable, so I am afraid it will be difficult for me to take on a big responsibility."
"Your Majesty is joking."
Su Menglong laughed and said, "If Prince Wu really had this intention, it would have been impossible for His Majesty, a woman, to succeed to the throne anyway."
"This is not an issue that you and I should discuss." Li Xian's childish face could not help but reveal a little anger, "I am going to see Lord Changsun now, Su Gong, please come back!"
"The minister overstepped his bounds."
Being treated so harshly by a thirteen-year-old boy, Su Menglong, the leader of Lingzun, was not angry. Instead, he smiled slightly, cupped his fists and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
After saying that, he bowed slightly and slowly exited Li Xian's room.
The moment he turned around, no one saw him. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and an indescribable smile appeared on his face.
"Prepare the car!"
Watching him leave, Li Xian's eyes flashed with a complex light, and he suddenly ordered the guard beside him, "Go to the Changsun Mansion!"
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What the hell is this called a low-key marriage?
I'm afraid the Nangong family lacks a Xinhua dictionary and doesn't know the true meaning of the word "low-key"?
Looking at the lively scene in front of him, Zhong Wen looked confused and couldn't help but complained crazily in his heart.
The Nangong family mansion, which was originally vast, with carved railings and jade walls, is now even more dazzling and magnificent.
Countless crystal lanterns of different shapes and colors illuminate the dusk better than the day. Small and beautiful fountains are arranged everywhere in the wide courtyard, but what is sprayed out from them is not clear water, but white mist.
Spiritual mist condensed from spiritual power!
The colorful lights, covered by the white spiritual mist, look hazy and dreamy, turning the entire mansion into a fairyland on earth, extremely gorgeous.
It is no exaggeration to say that if an ordinary person without cultivation is allowed to breathe here for a year and a half, he will be able to generate a sense of Qi and automatically enter the human wheel realm without even practicing.
"Wow, brother Zhong Wen!"
Silver-haired Loli Qiyue held Zhong Wen's sleeve with her left hand, and put her crystal-clear index finger on her lips with her right hand. Her big, watery eyes revealed an incredible light, "So is this the life of rich people?
"
Her mouth was slightly open, with a hint of sparkle hanging from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes kept moving back and forth, as if she wanted to imprint every inch of the scenery in front of her firmly in her mind.
"It's just part of the life of rich people."
Zhong Wen couldn't help but laugh, and reached out to rub her beautiful silver-white hair, "It's beautiful to look at occasionally, but if you become obsessed with it, it will easily kill your ambition and the gain will outweigh the loss."
"Is that so?"
Qi Qiyue nodded and said, "But since I was a child, I have never seen such a scene. It's really beautiful!"
From the hellish life in the Stranger Valley to the simplicity and simplicity of the Piaohua Palace, the quality of life of the Baiyin tribe has been a qualitative improvement.
However, such a prosperous and bustling scene in front of me is something I have never seen in July.
If we have to make an analogy, her mood at this time is quite similar to that of Grandma Liu who visited the Grand View Garden back then.
"Yeah, if it's not beautiful."
Zhong Wen replied absently, "How can it make so many people fascinated and crazy?"
I don't want too many people to know what I said.
Aren’t there all the people who should come?
Changsun Jian, Lin Zhenyue, Xue Pingxi, Zeng Rui... As more and more dignitaries came to attend the evening ceremony, Zhong Wen couldn't help but complain in his heart.
He even saw Xue Pingxi's pregnant daughter-in-law, the former "Seven Star Pavilion" master Xuan Ming, among the guests.
Today, Xuan Ming exudes the brilliance of motherhood, and her expression is much softer. She is completely different from the cold beauty in black three years ago.
Another unexpected guest was Li Yiru's uncle, Li Xuefei's biological relative, Prince Li Zhuo.
Now that Feng has been promoted to a saint, there are few opponents in the world. Naturally, this old prince has neither the courage nor the ability to stop his daughter from pursuing love. But from the awkward expression on his face, it can still be seen that Li Zhuo cares about his daughter.
Marrying an assassin from a humble background, I'm still a little dissatisfied.
"Brother Zhong Wen, can you put some crystal lamps in my room when you get back..." Qi Qi was very envious of the colorful flowers in front of her and was about to beg Zhong Wen to put some crystal lamps in his room.
Looking up, he found that his face suddenly showed an extremely complicated expression, and his eyes were staring straight ahead, obviously not listening to what he said.
Following his gaze, what caught his eye was a stunning woman with unparalleled splendor and power.
The woman is about twenty-three or four years old, with a graceful figure and picturesque eyebrows. The opening of the red dress faintly reveals a pair of slender and smooth jade legs. There is a golden clover pattern embroidered on the chest. Under the illumination of the surrounding crystal lamps
Next, it becomes more and more dazzling, exuding indescribable nobility, like a fiery red rose, extremely attractive, but difficult to get close to.
so beautiful!
The moment he saw the woman in red, Qi Yue's eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of shock. Apparently, he had never expected that besides the palace owner Lin Zhiyun, there would be such a gorgeous and charming woman in the world.
Could it be that brother Zhong Wen and her...?
She looked at Zhong Wen and then at the woman in red in the distance. She couldn't help but think about it, and she felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.
Is she really still unwilling to talk to me?
Seeing the woman in red's eyes sweeping over him, but as if she didn't see anything, she walked forward slowly and soon disappeared into a building, Zhong Wen gave a bitter smile, and felt a faint pain in his heart.
This woman in red is naturally the eldest lady of Shengyu Trading Company, Shangguan Mingyue.
After returning from the fragments of time and space, apart from asking her personal maid to give him golden silk once, Miss Shangguan has always been ignoring him as she was at this moment.
That beautiful time in the fragments of time and space is as if it had never happened.
Even the golden silk armor made of these golden silks was destroyed by the catastrophe while he was protecting Lin Zhiyun. Only a pair of glittering elastic underwear was still struggling to hold on.
In other words, the only thing that maintains the friendship between the two is a pair of underpants.
It was as if even God was deliberately cutting off the connection between the two.
"Brother Zhong Wen..."
Qi Qi was obviously not happy about Zhong Wen's lost state. She pulled his sleeves with her white and tender hands and pouted with dissatisfaction.
"July, come here!"
However, before she could speak, Nangong Ling's call came to her ears, "Run across the street for me!"
"oh."
Qi Qi was instinctively afraid of the wise and spiritual Nangong Ling. Although she was reluctant, she still let go of Zhong Wen's sleeves and ran obediently in the direction of the sound.
...
"This is the imperial capital?"
On the broad street in Xicheng District, a young man of about thirteen or fourteen years old was looking around with his eyes wide open, exclaiming repeatedly, "It's so lively!"
The young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall and straight figure, and a broad blade hanging on his back. Although he is young, he already shows a bit of mastery in his steps, but for some reason, he exudes a strong rustic atmosphere.
If Zhong Wen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this rustic young man as Liu Tiedan, who he personally sent back to Ran Sujuan a few years ago.
For Liu Tiedan, who grew up in a remote area like Luohe Village, every street and corner in the imperial capital was so novel and interesting.
His mood was exactly the same as that of Qi Qi, who had seen the Nangong family's evening ceremony arrangements.
The magnificent buildings, the streets with people coming and going, the exquisite carriages, and the beautiful ladies passing by from time to time. Everything was a wonderful scenery that he had never seen in Luohe Village or on the battlefield. It was a revelation to him.
Emotional and exciting.
"It's a good thing that I stopped by and took a detour."
His eyes were rolling around, and he was extremely proud, "If we go directly to the Wen Dao Academy, we will be in a big loss."
It turned out that this time he left the mountain because of Ran Sujuan's order to go to the "Wen Dao Academy" to ask for something from Ning Jie.
As a result, halfway through the journey, he suddenly heard passers-by chatting and realized that he was only a few miles away from the capital of the Daqian Emperor.
Being a young man, he had been staying in the mountains for a long time. After all, it was a bit boring. He finally came out for a trip. On a whim, he decided to take a small detour to appreciate the scenery of the imperial capital.
At this glance, the prosperous scene of the metropolis immediately dazzled the young man who grew up in a remote mountain village, and he never wanted to leave.
After wandering around like this for a long time, he reluctantly asked for the direction out of the city, intending to continue carrying out the task assigned to him by Ran Sujuan.
"Shop, bring me twenty catties of red candles!"
At this moment, a soft, crisp and beautiful voice suddenly came into my ears.
Liu Tiedan instinctively looked in the direction where the sound came from. At this glance, his whole body trembled, his eyes widened, and his whole person fell into a sluggish state.
What appeared in front of me was a pretty and cute silver-haired lolita with pink makeup.
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