Phoenix Couch Luan [CP Ended]

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He hadn't seen him or heard from him since the last time they broke up.

This unexpected gift disturbed his stagnant heart lake, shaking off endless waves, but the gift arrived but the person didn't arrive, making him sleep uneasy night after night amidst the panic and loss.

I'm afraid it will be another night waiting in vain today, maybe it's because he dislikes his illness and can't have a good time...

Xiao Mingyue was still thinking wildly, only to hear a soft sound coming from the door, which was more clear in the silence.

His breathing was stagnant, his body was not in control, and he ran staggeringly to open the door.

The wind and snow rushed in, but there was no one outside the door. In the light of the sky and the snow, only a stag tapped on the door with the horns on its head. Binglian was placed in his hand.

The shiny petals were stained with snow water, making them even more translucent and flawless. Xiao Mingyue trembled all over, rubbing the flowers against her chest, letting the piercing coolness spread over her fiery chest.

The college is on holiday for the Chinese New Year, and the snow never ends. After watching the New Year at home, and visiting relatives, friends and teachers to pay New Year’s greetings, Yan Chengbi spends the rest of his time in his room writing his love story besides studying martial arts and preparing for the exam. story book.

His brother was heartbroken, raised his beard and scolded him for not doing his job properly, and he was not too shy, so why would he write those infamous things in exchange for a pen?

Yan Chengbi responded errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrx</b>, expressing that he would like to follow the instructions, and write what he should do later, but in order to prevent his brother from blaming himself for not giving enough pocket money, he sent the written one to the library and locked it up. The door came to enjoy itself, and the owner of the library came to the door several times to ask for manuscripts. He shed tears but was rejected by him steadfastly.

Almost all of his classmates wrote Fengyue storybooks anonymously to subsidize their families, but there were very few of them who were as explicit and glamorous as him. No wonder the library owner rubbed his chest and lamented the loss of the money tree.

When Eunuch Huang came to the door, he had just finished writing a book about the delicate and noble son who was kidnapped by bandits on the night road, and was miserable, and finally became Mrs. Yazhai crying and whimpering.

The eunuch in charge of Zhilan Palace went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, his brother sent someone to call, Yan Chengbi spread out the ink-stained manuscript on the table, put on formal clothes and went to receive the guests.

Eunuch Huang did not hide it this time, and directly told him that the emperor revealed the tone of catching a son-in-law under the list, and asked him to get engaged quickly, so as not to be messed up by the emperor's imperial decree after he was named on the gold list.

At the same time, it implicitly expressed that the seventh princess's arrogance and domineering are definitely not matched by ordinary men. Back then, the eldest princess of Jiashan was far less violent than Princess Ronghua, and her son-in-law died of depression within a few years. !

He spoke so seriously that Yan Chengjue also became nervous. Yan Chengbi just bowed his head and said yes, being obedient and honest. Eunuch Huang was fooled by him and thought he had successfully completed the task. He smiled and touched the heavy red envelope in his sleeve. Go back and show credit to the little master without mentioning it.

The two brothers looked at each other, and Yan Chengjue knew that his younger brother looked gentle but was actually thicker than a city wall, and it was useless to make soft and hard arguments, so he sighed and asked, "Have you thought about it? If you marry the princess, don't talk about your husband and wife. If there is no harmony, it will be the end of the official career until the fourth rank of Beijing official, and you can't take concubines."

"Why should I take a concubine when I have a princess?" Yan Chengbi rarely showed a serious expression, "Brother, you don't need to say more, I have made up my mind."

Yan Chengjue looked at his younger brother who had always been disobedient, and suddenly felt that maybe the princess married enough to make him change his nature, and wicked people have their own way!

"I don't know what you're trying to do." But thinking of his brother studying hard for more than ten years, he felt a little regretful.

Yan Chengbi didn't care at all, waved his big hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, younger brother will naturally rise to the top with his ability, even if he fails in officialdom, he will never blame the princess."

Yan Chengjue also laughed. Although his younger brother is stubborn, he has completely inherited Yan Jiaerlang's broad-minded mind, which makes him very pleased. I only hope that Yan Chengbi will pass the high school entrance examination and get his wish.

As soon as the first month came out, Xiao Mingxuan set off from the capital in a mighty manner with a team of thousands of people, and was about to cross the snow-covered mountains, rivers and hills, and go to Chen to pick up his emperor's brother's bride.

On the ninth day of February, the exams started. Although Yan Chengbi was so physically strong after three consecutive exams, he was a little tired, but his hard work paid off. The rankings were released the next month. Yan Chengbi showed his bravery and won high school.

The threshold of the General's Mansion, which had been silent for a long time, was almost broken through. Although the official media knew that this was a difficult bone, they came to try their luck at the request of various people. Yan Chengbi handed over all the guests he didn't want to see to his elder brother. , Withdrew into his room under the pretext of practicing strategy theory to prepare for the palace exam, and continued to write his Fengyue story book.

The written manuscript is bound into a volume and neatly stacked in a box. I plan to take it out and read it with his little wife when we are newlyweds. It must be a wonderful boudoir joy.

Thinking of that beautiful and naughty little thing, his heart felt as itchy as if a cat had scratched it, he couldn't help laughing out loud, writing like flying, he adjusted his little fox spirit from head to toe in the script .

In Changrui Palace, Xia Yunqing sneezed a series of times, covered his red nose and asked the maid to move out the peach blossoms in the vase, feeling inexplicably uneasy, always feeling that something bad was about to happen to him.