after marrying the prince

Worry-free saw being found, uneasy, too scared to make a sound, climbed out of the box, bowed his head.

Xiao Yantian said: "How did you escape?"

Wuyou said: "I read my father's old medical books, the medicine he practiced, and stunned Uncle Li and Uncle Lou, and ran out secretly..."

Xiao Yantian has never taught him medical skills, but this child can, this kind of talent is really rare.

Wuyou's stubborn little face looked up at his father, and said: "Five years, father has never been out of the palace. Is he coming out this time to pick up his mother? I want to be together too, I want to take my mother home."

Xiao Yantian leaned against the frame of the carriage, closed his eyes, took a moment to relax, and said: "No, Father is going to do some business, Nian'er will go back with Uncle Yu, be good, be obedient."

"No! I won't go back, I want to find my mother!"

"you……"

Wuyou lifted the curtain of the car and jumped down, Xiao Yantian hurriedly grabbed it, and the two fell from the car to the ground together.

The soldiers around were terrified and hurried over.

Two flowers, one on each table.

Besides, in the palace of King Miao, scouts came to report: Emperor Wenxuan brought the prince and eight hundred soldiers to the river stream.

Lan Xunyu raised her brows with joy, slapped the table, walked down from the dragon chair, smiled and said to Rong Long: "Immediately order the imperial kitchen to prepare a feast of flowers, clean the Lichun Bieyuan, and put red hangings all over the city, suona drummers, silk and bamboo orchestras , it must be grand and lively, and everyone knows it.”

After thinking for a while, he said to Kuang Yu: "Adorn and tidy up the dozen or so blond singers who are newly paid tribute from the Western Regions."

He said to Yuhan Mountain: "Lead three thousand soldiers and follow me to the river." Walking outside the Taiji Hall, looking at the densely packed Qionglou Yuge and the bustling city in the distance below the ninth steps, he said with a smile: " Receive Yunlan's distinguished guest."

Yu Hanshan shivered and said, "Yes."

The ceremonial guard is opened, the front row is full of cymbals singing, and the cymbals are singing in the middle.

Along the way, people took to the streets to stop and watch.

Dai Caihua is everywhere in the city.

Everyone in the streets and alleys is discussing the visit of Emperor Yunlan.

When the news came back to Yunlan, all the civil and military officials knew that Emperor Miao respected his monarch with great courtesy, so they all let go of their guards, but Prime Minister Li Jinghe's face was gloomy when he heard it, and his illness has not been well.

Seven days later, the two emperors met, Luanjia met Luanjia, and met at Jinhua Street in Hejian City.

Lan Xunyu heard the cry of a child from a distance, and someone came to report that it was Emperor Luan, so he ordered the generals on the left and right to lift the curtain of the car, and saw a man in a dragon robe rolling on the ground with a child in his arms.

Five years no see.

Lan Xunyu hesitated for a moment.

that kid.

The nose, eyes, and mouth are so similar to that person, they are almost carved out of the same mold.

And the other party also saw him.

All three of them were a little stunned.

Wuyou was the first to react, and ran towards Lan Xunyu in surprise, shouting: "Mother!"

Lan Xunyu was confused for a moment, Zhuan'er squatted down, hugged Wuyou, walked over and said to Xiao Yantian with a smile: "The prince is very cute."

Xiao Yantian said lightly: "Thank you."

Wuyou hugged Lan Xunyu's neck, happily rubbing it left and right, kissed him on the face a few times, kept saying that he missed his mother, kept talking like a chatterbox, and took the Give Lan Xunyu her favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

Xiao Yantian said: "Nian'er is good, he..." His voice was a little hoarse: "It's not your mother..."

Nian'er hugged Lan Xunyu's neck tightly, and said: "Yes, yes, the mother painted by Father Huang is him."

Xiao Yantian's eye circles were slightly red, and he coaxed in a low voice: "My mother is a woman, look at Uncle, he is a man, but he looks like him, not my mother, come down quickly."

Only then did Wuyou realize something was wrong, blinked his eyes and stared at it, and said cautiously: "Are you a man?"

Lan Xunyu nodded with a smile.

Worry-free burst into tears.

Xiao Yantian took the child, patted him on the back, and coaxed him softly: "Nianer is good, Father and Uncle have something to talk about, can you and Uncle Yu go home and wait for Father?"

Nian'er shook her head and cried: "I don't want to go back to the palace with Uncle Yu, and I don't want to follow Father, I want to find my mother."

The little guy wiped his tears with his arms, whimpered and sobbed, and said: "Father, where is your mother seeing a doctor, you don't want to take her home, I will pick her up."

Xiao Yantian held Wuyou in his arms, wiped away his tears, and said: "Nian'er, you are obedient..."

Lan Xunyu squatted, looked at Wuyou, stretched out his arms, and said with a smile: "Uncle's palace has a lot of precious medicinal materials, which can cure all diseases, can Nian'er get some to treat mother?"

Xiao Yantian said: "You..."

Lan Xunyu smiled and said: "Since the prince came together, why should I do my best to let him turn around, and the world will laugh at me for not knowing etiquette?"

Upon hearing this, Wuyou came to hug Lan Xunyu again, and Lan Xunyu embraced him with a smile.

The two talked and laughed along the way.

There were three people in the broad and gorgeous carriage, two adults and one child, it didn't look crowded.

Lan Xunyu looked at the old man.

Seeing his long eyebrows flying into the clouds, he looks like a phoenix.

Her amber phoenix eyes were still as cold as snow, and as indifferent as frost.

The skin is firm and fair, and the face is cold and handsome.

Time has not left any traces on his face, but it has the charm of a mature man, just like a white crabapple in full bloom under the scorching sun, full of charm.

The golden and gorgeous dragon robe with dark lines flowing, and the golden crown tied with black long hair, set off his whole person like a jade wall, naturally noble, reserved and noble, revealing abstinence and coldness at the same time provocative.

When approaching, there is a faint fragrance of cold plums lingering.

While talking to Wuyou, Lan Xunyu quietly observed the silent person sitting beside him with downcast eyes.

From the time the other party got into the carriage, except for a few lukewarm greetings, he didn't say anything and didn't look at him.

The corners of Lan Xunyu's lips curled up, and she pursed her lips and smiled.

Wuyou was in the carriage, not restrained, as if he was at his own home, flipping through the things on the coffee table, touching them curiously, seeing the soft pastry, reaching for it, being pulled into his arms by Xiao Yantian, saying : "Nian'er, don't flip through other people's things."

Lan Xunyu smiled and said: "It's okay," handing over a plate of bright and transparent pastries, "Are you hungry?"

As he said that, he poured some tea out of the purple clay pot, and while coaxing Wuyou with jokes, he fed him pastries and water.

Five days later, the king of the emperor arrived at the Miao Palace, the former Huayang City, and the old palace.

There was a lot of people outside the car window, and there was a lot of noise. Xiao Yantian opened the curtain of the car and saw that the streets were full of beautiful things, the merchants were like clouds, and the houses were all newly built. The excitement and devotion of worship.

People knelt on both sides of the road where the carriages and horses passed.

Flowers fall like rain.

This prosperous scene is even more prosperous than that when Emperor Wuzhao was in power.

After a few streets, we arrived at Zhengyang Street. From a distance, we could see Qionglou and blue tiles. The cornices were gilded and shining with golden light, and the high walls made of blue bricks and glazed tiles. The majestic palace was five or six stories high.

Suddenly there was a solemn humming in my ears.

Vigorous and loud, the lingering sound is endless.

To be able to transmit such a long distance, it must be a Qinle bell of more than forty tons.

In five years, the once dilapidated old Jiangnan is now more prosperous than Kaifeng.

Look at the smiling young man sitting on the side.

Even taller than him.

Every move is leisurely and graceful.

The face that was originally alluring is now even more colorful, especially magnificent.

There was brilliance in a pair of pitch-black eyes, but it was impossible to see what was going on in his heart.

Xiao Yantian was a little stunned, for a moment he couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was his Yuer or Huayang.

Suddenly, there is a strange feeling.

He suddenly felt regretful,

Shouldn't be here.

Leaning slightly outwards, he pulled Wuyou and leaned against the window.

But the arm was grabbed by someone, like iron tongs, and with a chuckle, he said: "Your Majesty sit inside, there is wind outside, and the prince will be blown."

Xiao Yantian saw the man smiling lightly, his face was calm, he didn't know how to feel for a moment, and said lightly: "Thank you."

When they arrived at the palace, Lan Xunyu turned over politely and left.

Yuhanshan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, led Xiao Yantian and his son to Lichunyuan.

Tall gates, green bricks and golden tiles.

The yard is full of maple trees.

It is almost mid-August at this time, the maple leaves are red, flying like red pills, and the trees are full of red flowers.

The tree trunk is thick and strong, and it is eight or nine years old.

Yuhanshan said with a smile: "These dozen or so maple trees were transplanted from Tianxing Mountain not far from the imperial city, and it took a lot of effort."

Crossing the threshold, leading people into the courtyard, said: "Your Majesty said that the maple leaves are the reddest there."

The layout in the courtyard is elegant and luxurious. On the left is the Four Friends of Suihan with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and on the right is a two-foot-tall rockery.

Entering the lobby of the main hall, the phoenix lands on the glass screen.

Antique Aloes Taishi Chair.

On the wall is a painting of plum blossoms blooming thousands of miles in snow.

Precious utensils and decorations on Bogu shelves.

On the table of the Eight Immortals is a gold vase with a few bouquets of asters in it.

A solemn and noble style emerges spontaneously.

On the far right of the corridor in the main hall is a small corner door, passing through the corner door, there is a long veranda with vermilion painted railings, a carved beam and painted roof, and a sleeping hall behind it.

On the plaque on the hall, there are four golden and gilt characters of Youlong Feifeng: Huandu Hall.

Xiao Yantian frowned slightly.

There is a pond in front of the hall. On the pond is a jade arch bridge, and the clear water under the bridge is like jade.

Golden carp swim and play.

Several rockeries by the pond are connected to the water, making a tinkling sound.

Exotic flowers and plants bloom in the nearby flowerbed.

Danyan red gauze tent in the sleeping hall.

The peony pattern on the soft crimson carpet is alluring.

Hanging on the wall are pictures of twelve gold hairpins and phoenix ladies. They are gorgeous in color, meticulously painted, with long skirts stretching to the floor, and enchanting looks.

Yu Hanshan said: "This picture of a lady was drawn by His Majesty himself."

Wuyou looked at the rare and odd things in the room in amazement, and finally stared at the pictures of ladies as big as a wall, and said loudly: "Father, the eyes of these women are similar to Father's eyes."

Yu Hanshan's face changed slightly.

Xiao Yantian thought for a while, and said: "You tell him, let's live in the posthouse outside the palace."

Yu Hanshan showed distress, knelt on the ground, and said nothing.

Xiao Yantian ignored him, and walked out with Wuyou in his arms, Yuhanshan knelt in front of him and stopped him.

With a cold face, Xiao Yantian said in a voice like ice: "Can't you see that this is a palace for concubines?"