"I know, I will marry you!" song Ningyu impatiently interrupted Xuanyuan Chunsu's words and stretched out his hand to pull the veil. Song Ningyu's action was a little urgent, but Xuanyuan Chunsu clasped his wrist halfway. Song Ningyu never found that Chunsu, who looked dignified, elegant and knowledgeable, had such a powerful power!
He smiled. His eyes looked in Song Ningyu's eyes, as if they were looking at his own reflection. It was more pleasant to the eyes than warm pulse. "Do you really want to make it clear? Disciple, this is not a game. Big marriage is a lifelong thing. If you marry Wei Shida, it will be Tianya Haijiao, and I will not let you go!"
If you let go now, there's still time. Chunsu tells herself so in her heart!
Song Ningyu was a little annoyed. She angrily broke away from Chunsu's hand and shouted: "Why are you so wordy? I will marry you if I say I will marry you! I don't dislike you at your age. You don't talk so much!"
Chunsu Mei's heart beat, and her eyes suddenly became cold and sharp: "who told you?"
Song Ningyu's three glasses of wine had no effect. She pretended to be drunk. She wouldn't even pretend. As soon as she patted the piano table, she pushed the piano aside, pulled Chunsu's plain white collar and whispered, "Xuanyuan Chunsu! Why didn't you tell me anything?"
Chunsu slowly broke off Ning Yu's hand, but she found that song Ning Yu's hand had just broken off and pulled it again, tightly! Finally, Chunsu could only sigh helplessly and glanced at the eight women. They retreated one after another and stayed on the second floor.
Song Ningyu tightly held his skirt. The thin lips on his delicate face were slightly pursed, and a trace of pale appeared. Xuanyuan Chunsu slowly stretched out his hand, stroking her face like a treasure, whispering something. Song Ningyu couldn't hear clearly. She was a little tired. She sat next to Chun Su with her eyes open.
Chunsu got up, held her in her arms and whispered, "sleep, I'm here with you."
With such a sentence, song Ningyu's delicate eyes closed slowly. She was very tired. She didn't sleep well for several days. How can she not be tired!
Chunsu hugged her and put her on the bed behind the screen. He slowly opened his veil and revealed a face very similar to song Ningyu. He gently leaned over, dropped a pity kiss on her forehead and whispered, "Wen Yuan... I will always be with you."
Song Ningyu slept soundly and was at ease. This was probably her best sleep for such a long time. When she woke up again, she saw two women in white. She rubbed her eyebrows and suddenly remembered that she fell asleep last night! I haven't asked what to ask yet!
"Little Lord, your honor said that if the little Lord wakes up, his subordinates will send the little Lord back."
"This is what your honor left to the little Lord." song Ningyu glanced at the thick book and drew from the corner of his mouth: "where is he?"
Two women in white looked at each other and said, "my subordinates don't know."
"Where are you going after you escort me?" song Ningyu's eyes were slightly picked. Since she didn't say it, she asked in another way! Isn't that obvious? Chunsu is avoiding her!
Song Ningyu got up and glanced at the thick book. Suddenly, there was no words. It was a history book. The history book noted that the female emperor Wenyuan and King Jingfeng. She smoked hard in her heart. It turned out that Chunsu had prepared everything for her!
The woman in white whispered, "your subordinates are ordered to protect your highness." it means that you don't have to go back. Song Ningyu's eyes slightly picked it. It's very good. Chunsu doesn't want to see her. Then she'll have a look. What's written in it after all! Why not let her see!
Song Ningyu didn't go back directly, but after washing, he sat by the window and quietly began to look at the sealed history book in the rumor, but why is only this one sealed? More than 100 years ago, if she really was the reincarnation of Wenyuan, wouldn't she be her mother's grandmother or a figure of her grandparents?
So think about it, she suddenly feels a lot of pressure. What should she think of her mother in the future
When song Ningyu opened the history book, he found that there was no full page text in the legend, but a picture was painted. The woman was only twelve or thirteen years old when she was the emperor. Beside her, stood a man in purple and gold robes. The man was dignified and dignified. At a glance, it made people feel that the world in his belly was not trivial. His eyes were full of ambition.
He had a small print on it. In other years, if I were the green emperor, I would report to the peach blossom.
Song Ning Yu lowered her eyes and looked at the small characters. She didn't know what it was like in her heart.
After that painting, there was a small character in each painting. Emperor Wen Yuan never really came to power after he ascended the throne. He worked step by step and finally forced the palace to seize the throne. He vowed to marry the Female Emperor Wen Yuan. Unexpectedly, the female emperor ended himself with a sword and cursed him. He would never forgive him!
Of course, this is the version in the historical records. Song Ningyu turned it down again, but he only felt that the word was very familiar. It was not that the book was very thick, but that each page was quite thick, so he looked like a very thick book. In fact, he looked at it carefully, as if he could look at it at a glance.
Chunsu stood in the attic opposite. Through the small hole in the bright paper window, he quietly looked at the woman who was looking at the book. He hung his eyes and said nothing. Behind that was the content he attached.
Looking at the woman opposite, Huang ran seemed to be Nalan Wenyuan, who had first ascended as the female emperor of Wenyuan. When she first met, she was only ten years old. At that time, he was already eighteen and the eldest childe of the mohdi family. At that time, he was full of heart, and he was her husband in his life.
After he ascended the throne, she often followed his master's call. The child was only twelve or thirteen years old and was always very playful, which often worried him. He was in power for the reasons of the court. Gradually, the ministers in the court spoke to Naran Wenyuan, saying that the king had a heart of disobedience and would surely rebel in the future.
Nalan Wenyuan didn't listen to the courtiers and still went his own way. King Jingfeng went in and out of the bedroom all year round. Wenyuan was afraid of the dark at night, so Jingfeng accompanied her. Jingfeng's tolerance and indulgence came and went. Even if Wenyuan didn't know in his heart, time passed, and Wenyuan, 15, gradually understood that Xinqing.
So at the age of 16, Wen Yuan announced that he would marry King Jingfeng. At that time, most of the forces in the court had been in the hands of King Jingfeng. Nalan Wenyuan finally understood Jing Feng's plan. At that time, he said that he wanted the throne and he wanted Wen Yuan!
The two held each other in the middle of the court, and Wen Yuan was finally defeated. On the day after Jing Feng ascended the throne and established Wen Yuan as the king, Wen Yuan, who was forbidden to foot the Phoenix Palace, cut her wrist with a dagger. When Jing Feng arrived, she had only one last breath. It was not that she didn't love, but she didn't expect to come to this step today!