The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

Although the holy son of heaven and all spirits help each other, Cun Xin has never seen a monarch who needs to be protected by the heavenly court with Erlang Zhenjun since he was proclaimed a god.Yang Jian thought about it even further. Why did the Jade Emperor order him to intervene in the affairs of the mortal court when the Queen Mother had been in the realm for a long time?It must be known that the person in the upper ranks is only concerned about the word "the way of heaven", and the relationship between a family and a husband and wife is not as real as "following heaven".He thought about it and couldn't figure it out, so he just followed the trend and acted according to circumstances.

Because it is a marriage gifted by the emperor, the two steps of accepting and asking for names among the six rituals are just a formality.On the day of Najib, Yang Jian accompanied a brand-new Li Longji to carry Baiyan to Wu Youzhi's mansion, signed a marriage contract, signed a marriage alliance, and chose a day to accept the levy. Twelve dendrobiums of wine, twelve dendrobiums of white japonica rice, twelve heads of three animals, and tens of millions of money, all of which were carried over to the mansion by someone personally, just waiting to be greeted in person.

Yang Jian never knew that the wedding etiquette in the world was so complicated and complicated. When he returned to the palace every day, he would be delayed by Li Longji and his son to the back hall for secret talks, all night long and only at dawn.Half a month later, even though he is a fairy, his muscles are weak and his bones are weak. He is not even bothered to say a word when he is in the room occasionally.Seeing that Yang Jian was really tired, Cun Xin didn't bother him, so this small courtyard became her own subordinate.

This day, when Cun Xin entered the door, he saw that the room was brightly lit, but there was no sound inside.She only knew that Yang Jian hadn't returned, so she took off the cloak on her arm and put it on the wood. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a cypress tub faintly behind the screen, obviously Yang Jian was taking a bath.Cun Xin blushed, but she didn't say anything. When she was about to go out again, it was already dark, where would she go?She had no choice but to turn around and close the door, instead of going into the inner room, she just sat down in the hall and made tea.

After drinking a few bowls of tea, Yang Jian didn't hear a word.The dragon girl was surprised. When she walked into Nuan Pavilion to take a look, she saw Xiansheng Zhenjun leaning against the edge of the bathtub, his eyes slightly closed, and he was already asleep. His slightly curly brown hair was scattered on his shoulders, and a drop of water flowed down The forehead hair flows down, across the straight bridge of the nose, through the corners of the lips, over the mandible, across the Adam's apple, and gathers in the slightly sunken socket in the center of the collarbone.

Cun Xin was startled, she was about to turn around and walk away, but she frowned again after thinking about it, and touched the water in the bucket with her hand, but it was already cold.She shook her head, wanting to reach out to push Yang Jian, looked at his wet hair again, hesitated for a moment, picked up the handkerchief hanging by the side, who knew that before she touched the top door, Yang Jian suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed it with her right hand. Cun Xin snapped her thumb outwards and almost threw Cun Xin into the barrel!

Cun Xin was in pain and screamed again and again, Yang Jian was startled, and just now he saw the person in front of him clearly, he quickly supported her, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I thought..." Cun Xin waved her hand, covering her fingers Angrily said: "It's all because of my kindness. I was afraid that you would catch a cold and wanted to dry your hair for you. Who would have thought that Master Zhenjun would almost drown you." After saying that, he shook the towel, turned around and left.

Yang Jian clasped her wrist with his backhand, pulled Cun Xin to his side, squeezed her thumb carefully, and said with a smile, "I really didn't know it was you." Straight in? Could it be a thief? What else can you steal?" Yang Jian just smiled and didn't answer.Because half of his body was soaked in water, Cun Xin was sticking to his waist wetly, so he twisted it with his free hand. He accidentally caught a glimpse of Yang Jian's naked chest, even his abdominal muscles under the water were faintly visible, and he gave a "teng" Fei blushed, grabbed his hand, and turned to go out.

Here Yang Jian dressed slowly, and Cun Xin summoned servants to watch them remove the screen and carry away the tub.He closed the door and turned his head, Yang Jian was already sitting in front of the desk.

Cun Xin leaned against the door, staring at Yang Jian Weiqing's chin in a daze. She remembered that when she was pouring mouth, she liked to rub the man's chin with her hand. The short hard stubble scraped on the palm of her hand. It was itchy and painful. An indescribably wonderful feeling.Occasionally, when she was very charming and lingering, Yang Jian would deliberately put his chin on the side of Cun Xin's neck, rubbing it all the way down to his collarbone, itching so much that Cun Xin hid with a smile, but he couldn't get out of his embrace no matter what.Such days overlapped with the peace and tranquility in front of him, which made Cun Xin feel as if he had passed away.

"Cun Xin?" Yang Jian took a tube of Huying from the pen stand, and seeing that Cun Xin was still in a daze, he called her with a smile, "Listen to what people say, are you too busy these days?" Cun Xin came to her senses, He clasped his palms together and said, "I'm fine, I'm not busy. It's just that I'm building a bed, recommending mats, etc., laying out the curtains and quilts sent by my wife's family, and watching the Taoist priests exorcising evil spirits and suppressing demons, offering sacrifices and worshiping gods. Then accompany the trusted wife of the bride's family to arrange inspections one by one."

Yang Jian smirked: "Speaking of which, it's really hard for you lady." Cun Xin curled her lips and said, "I told you not to take on this errand, but in the end even I did it. You go to Xihai to inquire about it. , who has this princess served?"

Yang Jian was silent.Cun Xin said before she was married that even if she married into the Yang Mansion, she would still be a princess.Unexpectedly, she wanted to be the wife of Yang's family. She was in charge of feeding, sweeping the court, and cutting clothes for four seasons.Yang Jian's tea, food, clothes and shoes are all prepared by Cun Xin himself.At that time, I only thought it was normal, but when I went to heaven and became a lonely family again, Zhenjun Qingyuan Miaodao realized that no matter how many servants there are, they are not as meticulous and thoughtful as this West Sea Dragon Girl.

But Cun Xin didn't pay much attention to it. She saw Yang Jian was holding a gold-sprinkled red post in his hand, and was about to write something, when he raised his wrist and smiled, "I don't know where this paperweight is. Come here and press it for me." over here."

Cun Xin walked over slowly, carefully supported the corner of the post with his hand, and saw Yang Jian wrote: "I would like to obey Kun's order, show it to the ancestral temple, and succeed to future generations. For the sake of combining the two surnames, I will marry Liyue at the fifth place of Chang'an." The eighth day of the fourth lunar month..." After finishing writing, Yang Jian picked up the post and gently dried the ink, handed it to Cun Xin and said, "Is it okay to see it?"

"What is this?" Cun Xin asked in surprise.

"Please post a date for marriage." Yang Jian put away his pen and ink and said, "Tomorrow I will accompany Li Longji to the Wufu, so it is considered that the date of marriage has been fixed." Cun Xin raised her forehead with her hand: "It turns out that the wedding post is in this style , I’ve never seen it before.” Yang Jian smiled: “I’ve never seen it before, who knew there are so many etiquettes in the world...” Before the words fell, the two of them lived together—when they got married, To put it bluntly, it is a marriage letter, but there is no such thing as Na Cai's name and Na Jina Zheng, let alone urging her to make up her son-in-law, and throwing up the tent but slapping her.

Cun Xin lowered her head, and asked for a while, "Won't the King of Linzi invite you tonight?" Yang Jian shook his head, "Li Dan and his son just brought Li Ping into the palace to meet the Empress Wu, and a letter just came out saying that there is a banquet. I think Li Ping got what Empress Wu wanted." Cun Xin couldn't find anything else to say, so she put the post away and poured another bowl of tea for Yang Jian.

Yang Jian sipped his tea and was about to speak when suddenly he stood up, frowned, and said, "There is something strange in Yingxianyuan, I have to go and have a look." He walked to the door a few steps, as if he remembered something Yes, she looked back at Cun Xin and said, "You are here, don't wander around, I have something to say when I come back."

Cun Xin nodded, seeing that he was leaving in a hurry, she took off the hairpin ring in front of the mirror, and lay down hugging the brocade quilt, her thoughts were confused and uneasy.On the one hand, she was thinking about Yang Jian's encounter with the cat ghost in Yingxianyuan, good or bad, good or bad, and on the other hand, she was thinking about her wedding, half wronged and half sad, she couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, and was dazed for a while until dawn.When I woke up, it was already high in the sun.