Seventy-seven meeting GL

In March of the 28th year of Tikun, when the plum blossoms first bloomed, Lang Yinshi received an imperial decree, asking him to supervise the country as the regent, and in this capacity, marry the princess of Xiling.

The big wedding will be held on an auspicious day selected by the Ministry of Rites, and it will be held as scheduled, at the beginning of May.

Lang Yinshi did not dare to slack off. According to Lang Muwei's request, he truthfully checked all kinds of projects and finances under the prince's name, cleaned up and rectified factions, and gradually restored the stability of the government.Various domestic problems in the past six months have also begun to receive attention and solutions.

The chaotic Tianlang government began to take on a new look due to the injection of Lang Yinshi's fresh force and blood.

Lang Muwei's condition has also stabilized and will not continue to deteriorate.

It is the best spring season, and it is rare for Tianlang to usher in a colorful season.

After Lang Yinshi reported the recent state affairs to Lang Muwei, she continued to review the memorials in the nearby side hall. Seeing that the sun was about to set, she put down the pen she kept writing and looked out the window.

The weather is warm and the spring is beautiful. She hasn't seen Mo Ziyou for many days, and the breath in her heart seems to be exhausted. Without her, my heart was really empty.

But during the wedding, according to Tianlang's custom, they couldn't see each other, so Lang Yinshi had to overcome the eagerness in his heart, and continued to bury his head and read the memorial.

Back Mountain of Prince Ye's Mansion

The plum blossoms in the palace are in full bloom, and it is a rare sunny day.Following the stone steps to the back mountain to admire the plum blossoms, everyone sat and rested in the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

The pink and white plum blossoms are dotted on the branches, which seem to be scattered on the slope from a distance, and the light yellow plum blossoms emit a pleasant fragrance.

Lang Yinshi held a volume of books and read.

Over there, Lan Yize sat on a stone bench, took a small bowl from the servant, and talked face to face with Lan Xi.

Although, most of the time, she was the one talking all the time.

"Take your medicine on time!" Lan Yize carefully blew on the spoon in his hand, "I caught a cold just in the beginning of spring. After two weeks, when the royal garden in the suburbs is full of spring, wouldn't it be a pity that you can't go?" Lan Yize Yize murmured, "I saw you still wearing that thick jacket yesterday, and I was worried. When you get cold and hot, you will get sick. Lanxi, you just taught me how to take care of myself..."

Lan Xi sat beside her quietly, drinking the soup meekly, her voice was too hoarse to speak, so she could only roll her eyes at Lan Yize.

Lan Yize has been nagging all morning. If it was normal, Lan Xi would have punched her and told her to stay by her side.But when a person is sick, it is inevitable that he will be weak, and he has no energy to fight with Lan Yize again, "Calm down." Lan Xi persuaded himself.

Seeing that Lan Xi was silent, Lan Yize became more and more arrogant.

"I didn't say, Lanxi, if you leave me, how will you live? Who will bring you tea and water, and greet you? When you recover from your illness, you have to treat me better, and you can't just punish me this and that... I know No, Lanxi girl?"

Lan Xi couldn't bear it anymore, stopped taking the medicine, pinched Lan Yize's mouth, and pinched her mouth into a playful flower.

"Will you suffocate if you don't talk for a moment?" With a hoarse voice, Lan Xi couldn't help coughing, "My head is almost dizzy from your noise, and I'm annoyed when I see you. I can recover in two days I'm sick, I haven't recovered after seeing you...can you calm down for a while?"

Lan Yize, who was caught off guard by the interruption, was like a goose whose neck was picked up, pouted, staring at big peach-like eyes and nodding repeatedly, looking very cute.

Only then did Lan Xi let go of his hand and heaved a sigh of relief.Without Lan Yize's nagging, the air is fresh.Sometimes she really wonders, why does the prince who likes to be quiet so much recruit such a chattering military adviser like Lan Yize?Is this complementary?

Her gentleness and virtuousness can't be given to Lan Yize at all. Every time I see Lan Yize, it's good if I don't beat her to death.

"Do you still drink it?" Lan Yize was used to being bullied, and had developed a thick-skinned habit, and he raised the bowl and said without hesitation. "Drink more, it's still hot."

"Don't drink it, it's too bitter." Lan Xi shook his head.

"Why don't I drink with you? I happen to be a little unwell recently." Lan Yize suggested, Lan Xi was stunned, Lan Yize accepted her acquiescence, and happily fed the medicine again, you take a sip, It's quite harmonious.

Putting down the book, Lang Yinshi couldn't help laughing seeing their rather childish behavior.

This show is really a little too much, even she is a little sweetened.

She looked at the plum blossoms outside the pavilion, they bloomed like clouds, delicate and lovely, neither gaudy and vulgar, nor prosperous and lively, naturally there is a kind of beauty that is elegant and refined, lonely and pleasing to the eye.

I don't know what the little fox is doing?Since the meeting in the palace that day, we haven't seen each other a few times, and every time we greet each other, there is no time to say a few words.

She must like this sunny weather very much, right?I really want to rub her, and then see how she looks out of breath.Thinking of this, Lang Yinshi smiled.

How did more than two months pass so slowly...

Why are you still not married...

……

"Ahem." Someone coughed twice, interrupting her reverie.It turned out to be Zhan Ning, who had gone back home after admiring the plum blossoms, and was just taking a handkerchief to embroider, and had just come up from the path at the other end of the pavilion.She blessed several people, and sat on the side to embroider the handkerchief.

The two who fed the medicine blushed.Lan Xi hurriedly pushed away Lan Yize's spoon, "Sit farther away." Lan Yize moved reluctantly and stuck out his tongue at Zhanning.

Turning his head again, "What is the prince thinking? But miss the seventh princess?" Lan Yize gossiped about Lang Yinshi.

Lang Yinshi glanced at her coolly.

"That must be what I wanted," Lan Xi glared at Lan Yize, and poured tea one by one, "Isn't it a rule that you are not allowed to meet before you get married?" She took out a flower card and invited everyone to come and play together son card. "But you don't have to worry, the prince. Anyway, we will get married soon, and when the time comes, the princess will belong to you every moment."

Lang Yinshi was taken aback, every moment?Lang Yin said in relief, heh, just thinking about it makes one happy.The corners of her mouth overflowed with anticipation.

After thinking about it, Lan Xi seemed to feel a little shy, so she poked her head and started laughing.

"Where did you find out?" Lan Yize retorted, "Those men and women who belong to each other have pledged each other all day long to die or live. Our prince is different. It is calm and stable as Mount Tai. You still have the mind to read the art of war." !"

...What happened to the art of war?Lang Yinshi looked at the book of war in his hand suspiciously.

"If I were the Seventh Princess, I would surely suspect that I liked a dummy, and the prince would not express his attitude at all, as if there was no one in his heart!"

Usually one would be scolded for saying such disrespectful words, but this time, Lang Yinshi was thoughtful, and she took the flower card from Lan Xi.

Could it be that I really...?It's strange to say that when you don't like someone, you can be yourself completely, but when you start to care about someone, you always doubt yourself, is it not good enough?For fear of wronging the other party.

"Girls are meant to be coaxed, my lord, don't be so stupid, try to surprise the seventh princess, be careful that one day the seventh princess will run away, where can I find such a beautiful girl?" Lan Yize said carelessly, Lan Xi next to her pinched her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lan Yize, who has a crow's mouth, will be hammered to death by the prince one day, she will not be surprised at all.Lan Xi muttered inwardly.Before the big wedding, they were talking about the Seventh Princess running away. If it were someone else, Lan Yize's head would not be enough to cut off a hundred times. Thanks to the magnanimity of the prince, he didn't have the same knowledge as her.

Lang Yinshi smiled slightly, and looked at Lan Yize, "You are right, Yize." She smiled, "Lanxi is so beautiful, if You'er runs away, this king will marry her instead, what do you think? ?”

She looked at Lan Yize gently.

Lan Yize's smile froze on her face for an instant, and it was uglier than crying for a moment. She grabbed Lan Xi's sleeve, and she was about to cry, as if she wanted to wipe her nose, "Lan Xi, look, the prince is bullying us again..."

Lan Xi expressed disgust with a blank face: "Get out, you asked for it."

"Woooo... what sister, I don't want it anymore."

"...What did you say?"

"..."

On the other side, Zhan Ning sat quietly, bathed in the sun, and continued to embroider the handkerchief as if she had never heard of it.

At the same time, Mo Ziyou, who was in the palace, had no time to care about so much.Now she is temporarily staying in Fengqi Hall, because Lang Muwei believes that Fengqi Hall is more spacious and comfortable, much better than Qingzhu Garden, and more suitable for preparing wedding ceremonies.Lang Muwei's concern undoubtedly made this already world-renowned wedding even more enthusiastic.

In the past few days, Mo Ziyou's main task is to try on the wedding dress.

In the early morning of the next day, she sat in front of the dressing table, closed her eyes lightly, and let the maids paint her eyeshadow and put cinnabar on her.Everything imitates the style of the big wedding day.

"Princess, the Garment Bureau has sent you the dress, you can try it on and see if it fits you well?" Qing Wu reported from the outer hall.

After putting on makeup, Mo Ziyou got up and walked into the dressing room. Ren Qingwu and Qing Ning, under the guidance of the nanny of the Garment Bureau, took off her outer shirt and helped her put on this complicated dress, from the inside out , knotted the belt layer by layer, and embellished with corresponding accessories.

You can try for two or three hours just to try on the dress.

"Does the princess like it? If there are any unsatisfactory things, the princess can order them, and the clothing department will make improvements according to the princess's requirements." The nanny of the clothing department has rich experience, is very patient and kind.

Mozi stood quietly in front of a glazed mirror, turned around and looked at himself in the mirror, for a moment, he felt that the person in the mirror was radiant and dazzled, which made her unable to open her eyes, as if she was not like herself.

"Qingwu, what do you think of Ben Gong's body?" Mo Ziyou turned around and asked.

The bright red dress poured down smoothly from top to bottom, like layers of skirts embroidered with gold threads, blooming like a bouquet.It sets off her slender waist and thin figure.The cuffs were tightened according to Xiling's standard, so they didn't look cumbersome and wide, and fit her slender arms better.

This question is really a little redundant, because from anyone's point of view, this blood-red wedding dress, worn on Mo Ziyou's body, is like a fairy from the sky falling to the world, making her skin like frost and snow, and her wrists bright Like the moon.A beautiful face is a peerless elegance, which can be missed at a glance, and will never be forgotten.

"Princess, there is probably no one more beautiful than you in this world." Qingwu smiled and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

My master is really a good-looking person who is appreciated by the gods. In this world, I am afraid that such a wonderful person is rare.

Then look for the vibrancy and liveliness, the coolness and tranquility, the occasional sweetness, the occasional resoluteness, the radiant look, the smile in the eyes, the shrewd and wise light... This is revealed by joy. fresh joy.

Mo Ziyou is like a mountain spring, like the moon in the water, she is the woman that many people yearn for.

The lips that were painted with lipstick were dazzlingly red, a little offensive, but on the originally beautiful Mo Ziyou, it made her less frail and more charming and mysterious.

The emperor and queen are really lucky.

But if we say that the luckiest one is the one who can marry the princess.

"Princess, don't worry, His Royal Highness Ye Wang will definitely like it, maybe, you will be so fascinated by you that you will faint on the spot!" Qingwu covered her mouth and started to laugh.Her heart was full of emotion. The princess who grew up with her was really about to get married!Although it was just a ceremony, it meant too much to a woman.

"Poor mouth." Mo Zi said angrily, but with a smile on his face, he seemed very happy. "If he really fainted, I can laugh at him for a year or so."

"I'm afraid that she, the stone, will act like a fool when she sees me, indifferent."

"How can it be done, even if you become a fool, you also become a fool for the sake of the princess." Qing Wu replied with a smile.

"Where did you learn it?" Mo Ziyou was annoyed and funny.

But faintly, she looked at herself in the mirror and began to look forward to it.

Looking forward to what kind of obsession that person will have when he meets himself.

The author has something to say:

I've been busy looking for an internship recently, and I'm more anxious, and the update is slower.