[Zhan Zhao] Counseling County Master Chasing Her Husband

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Ning got up early, and after carefully dressing up, he went to Yaowu Tower with the Eight Sage Kings.

Empress Dowager Liu never liked this kind of excitement, and it was the same today, she didn't come over, only Zhao Zhen sat on the high platform with Concubine Zhao Anpang and several other concubines.

Zhao Ning and the Eight Sage Kings went forward to salute together, and Zhao Zhen helped him up with a smile before they bowed to the ground.

Zhao Zhen said: "I thought you wouldn't come here."

He glanced at Zhao An, who was eating a snack and ignoring Zhao Ning, and was a little surprised: "Didn't you just talk about when Aning would come?"

Zhao An turned his face away and whispered, "I didn't mention her."

Zhao Ning chuckled, stepped forward and sat beside her, and said, "Stop pretending, I shouldn't have said that yesterday."

Everyone sat down, Bao Zheng led Zhan Zhao to kneel under Dan Xi, Zhao Ning no longer cared about joking with Zhao An, and stared at the red clothes.

It was obviously a suit of ordinary clothes, but it was very dazzling on him.

As if feeling Zhao Ning's gaze, Zhan Zhao raised his head and glanced upwards when he retracted his sword.

Zhao Ning clutched his chest, the person in front of him was still pleasing to the eye as always.

His eyes are clear and sharp, like the howling wind in the mountains, like the roaring water in the river, or like the cold stars that dare to compete with the sun and the moon for glory.

Everything seemed to have lost its color, Zhao Ning only saw the red figure, and the handkerchief in his hand fell to the ground at some point, and she ignored Zhao An's calls.

Until something abrupt and vulgar happens.

"...Such agility, like my royal cat."

Zhao Zhen smiled, very satisfied.

Wang Mian, who had been prime minister for many years, knew that he understood the emperor's thoughts, so he quickly asked Zhan Zhao to thank him quickly.

Zhan Zhao was startled for a moment, then knelt down.

"Have you ever been married?"

Zhao Zhen was very pleased with the fact that my family had a daughter who had just grown up. With his years of life as a monarch and minister, Wang Mian had a bad premonition in his heart, and looked at Zhan Zhao with infinite pity.

The red figure was as solemn as Matsushita Feng, motionless, and said: "No."

"Great!"

Zhao Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, turned his face and told the little eunuch: "Quickly ask Aning to come over and have a look, she doesn't like this son-in-law."

Zhao Ning regained consciousness.

Her hands trembled slightly, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest. In her previous life, she had been entangled in a secret love that she couldn't express for several years. In this life, it's so easy to achieve her wish?

She gave Zhao Zhen a deeply grateful look, thinking that he is really a wise and good emperor who is hard to find and see in thousands of years.

Zhao Zhen is a good person.In the titles bestowed on everyone, his expectations are entrusted. For example, Zhao Ning is the princess of Shouning, and he wishes her a long and peaceful life. Zhao An is Princess Leping, and hopes that she will be happy and prosperous. Hope he is safe and happy.

Judging from the title, Zhao Zhen's blessings to his younger siblings are from the bottom of his heart.

On the contrary, the fate of the three is completely opposite to the title that pinned Zhao Zhen's strong hopes.

Zhao Ning did not live a long and peaceful life. He survived stumbling, and died of an illness. There was not a single day in his life when he did not take medicine.

Zhao An was not happy in Changping, and at the age of [-], he finally married a man, who knew that the man had a family, and was killed by Bao Zheng's leader. Not long after giving birth to a posthumous child, he died of depression.

Pang Yu was also not happy and safe. He made a big mistake when he was young, and his body was separated before he reached the weak crown.

Zhao Ning took a deep breath, and felt that since he lived a new life, he couldn't let go of this opportunity. Apart from other things, at least the three of them would not be able to live up to their previous lives.

Zhao Ning dragged her long skirt, and was about to get up to thank her. Before thanking her, she gave Zhan Zhao a decent look, and she fell from the clouds back to the ground with just one glance.

Zhan Zhao's clear eyes were full of probing, his beautiful sword eyebrows were slightly twisted, he could see the meaning of resistance at a glance, his left hand clenched the famous sword Juque, as if as long as Zhao Ning knelt down to thank him, he would be able to resist the decree and disrespect in the next second .

Zhao Ning blinked, and belatedly remembered that Zhan Zhao was a Nan Xia, if he liked it, he would also like a chivalrous woman like him who wields swords all over the world, not a sick princess like her who was raised in the deep palace.

The fog in Tokyo has been lingering for thousands of years, and the sun hides in the clouds and disappears.

Zhao Ning rubbed his chest, feeling that the world is difficult and only sentimental, Zhan Zhao's appearance of not liking him is also damn pleasing to the eye.

Zhao Ning worshiped in front of Zhao Zhen, and said one of the few words against his will: "Brother Huang, let's take it back."

Suddenly, Zhao Ning seemed to hear countless people breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao Ning bit his lip, and the circles of his eyes immediately turned red.

After all, she is also the majestic princess of a country, the only daughter of the Eight Sage Kings, and the younger sister of the current emperor, how can she be so unworthy of Nan Xia!

Goshawks flew across the sky, fluttering their wings silently.

Well, it really doesn't deserve it.

Zhan Zhao is an eagle soaring freely in the sky, and she is a bird kept warm in a golden cage. The world is different, and there is no good result if they are tied together.

Zhao Zhen got up and helped Zhao Ning up, then coughed lightly with Ququan, blinked at her, and said, "Why, are you not satisfied?"

Zhao Ning shook her head, she was so wronged that she was about to cry, but she often did this, and Zhao Zhen didn't take it to heart.

Zhao Ning said: "He doesn't want to marry, and I don't want to marry, why bother to force two people together, he is not happy, and I am not happy either."

This marriage bestowed by Zhao Zhen on a whim ended with Zhao Ning's two being unhappy.

Turning around and sitting down, Zhao Ning took a sip of tea, lowered his head to look at Zhan Zhao, but saw Bao Zheng's face full of joy after the catastrophe. It's really not easy to get a red mark on a black face.

And Zhan Zhao, who was dressed in red, had an extremely relaxed expression at that time, and he was much more sincere when thanking Zhao Zhen for bestowing the title "Royal Cat".

The sun shone on him through the clouds, and he smiled shyly and relieved.

In an instant, Zhao Ning felt that someone had stabbed his heart again, and he covered his chest, unable to speak.

In the evening, Zhao Zhen hosted a banquet for the ministers to celebrate the marriage of Princess Leping Zhao An to Chen Shimei, the number one scholar of the dynasty.

In his opinion, there are two hot potatoes, one is the domineering Princess Leping, and no one dares to marry her, and the other is the weak Princess Shouning, and no one wants to marry her. Now one is finally thrown out, and she is married to the number one scholar. How can he not be happy?

He set the location at the Shengping Building, and when the time came, all the officials took their seats and congratulated the princess and the son-in-law for their love to the end.

On the other side of the palace, Zhao Ning also held a banquet in Fengyi Pavilion.

There are a few dishes, the glass cup is exquisite, and the silver wine cup is carved with a green luan that is about to fly.

She told Zhao An during the day that a banquet was waiting for her tonight, and she wanted to tell her about Chen Shimei again.

Waiting left and right couldn't wait for Zhao An, so she asked Nan Xing to go to the Shengping Building to see what was going on, but as soon as Nan Xing left, Chen Shimei appeared in Zhao Ning's sight.

Chen Shimei's python robe and jade belt are very different from when Zhao Ning first met him.

At that time, he was not yet the number one scholar in high school, and he was shivering in the street side by side with a basket of books in his cold clothes.

Zhao Ning met him on the way back to the palace from the palace. Through Feng Huan, he saw that although he was poorly dressed, he had handsome features and a strong character. He also saw that he was holding poems and books, so he asked Nan Xing to ask him if he was a candidate for the exam. If so, give him some money so that he won't have such a hard time living, and he will be in high school in the future, so that he can make contributions to the Song Dynasty.

Later, Chen Shimei did not disappoint her. Once she became famous, she even married her best friend, Huang Jie.

The champion of the new division, he is brilliant, handsome, and gentle. From these points of view, he is indeed a good match.

It's a pity he is a family member.

His original spouse's name is Qin Xianglian, who has worked hard to support his parents and take care of his children. He only hopes that once he is named on the gold list, the whole family will have a good life.

Unexpectedly, he jumped into the dragon's gate, so he kicked Qin Xianglian away.

Thinking of what happened in her previous life, Zhao Ning felt her liver hurt. Why didn't she realize that Chen Shimei was a wolf in sheep's clothing?

Chen Shimei sat down with ease, poured wine for Zhao Ning, and raised her hands and feet, showing the elegance of a scholar.

Chen Shimei looked at Zhao Ning and said, "Ah Ning, the princess drank a few more glasses of wine. I was afraid that she would catch a cold at night, so I sent her back on my own initiative."

"Why don't you go to Shengping Building, but hold a banquet here instead?"

Looking at him, Zhao Ning thought of Zhao An's sad death, and his tone became sharper: "If I go to Shengping Building, wouldn't all the courtiers know about the crime of stopping your wife and remarrying?"

Chen Shimei's hand holding the wine glass shook slightly, and the wine spilled on the table. He didn't speak for a while, and Zhao Ning didn't bother to look at him.

After a while, he opened his mouth with a bitter voice: "How do you know that I stop my wife and remarry?"

"If you want people not to know, unless you do nothing yourself."

The face of Chen Shimei in front of him was as beautiful as jade, but thinking of what he had done, it really didn't match his handsome and gentle face, Zhao Ning shuddered, deeply feeling that people should not be judged by appearances.

"Aning..."

"Don't call me Aning!"

"A-Ning...I was wrong, hit me."

"Hit you?" Zhao Ning laughed back angrily, his voice was full of sarcasm: "Will hitting you break your engagement with my imperial sister?"

Chen Shimei looked at Zhao Ning, eyes full of helplessness, took a sip of wine, and said in a low voice, "I also have unspeakable difficulties."

"Sorry? Is your reason to abandon your original wife and marry the princess? If you still have some conscience, you should go and explain it to the emperor at that time!"

On a branch not far away, Zhan Zhao, who almost became husband and wife with Zhao Ning in the morning, suddenly felt that he was a bit redundant when he heard the two talking.