The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

West Sea Dragon Palace, Hanyuan Hall.

Prince Mo Ang stood still, looking at the Judicial God who sat and sipped tea.As far as Ao Moang's true heart is concerned, he wished he could drive this great god out immediately at this moment, and it would be better than staying with him in the hall, not saying a word to each other, and listening to the moment when the water drops drop by drop Fall into the pot bucket.

Obviously this is the West Sea, and this person was here last time. He was robbed of his face by the old Dragon King, but he has this ability. He greeted King Guangshun as if nothing had happened, and the solemn and easy-going expression on his face seemed to come to the West Sea A business that cannot be more important.

Listening to the inaudible whispers behind the crystal curtain, Mo Ang knew that there must have been a lot of shrimp soldiers, crab generals, clam girls and fish servants crowded over there to "look at the demeanor of the gods".After closing the tea bowl with one hand, he remembered that after Yang Jian left last time, his father secretly ordered people to "take away all the presents he brought, and you can't take advantage of this kid", but he hesitated in his heart.Gritting his teeth, Mo Ang tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, and the servants who had already woken up came closer, listened to his instructions, and took the order.

As soon as Cun Xin entered the West Sea, he was called to Linde Hall by the Queen of Dragons.She was full of uneasiness, thinking that Yang Jian was alone in the Hanyuan Hall, wondering if the eldest brother would embarrass him, and whether her father would see him, but also thinking about the fact that the queen mother hurriedly called her, and she didn't know if there was something wrong with him. If it's important, the two plain hands were tightly clasped in the sleeves, and a cold sweat broke out in a short while.

Entering the Linde Palace, the Dragon Queen is not on the imperial concubine's couch that Su Chang loved to lean on.When Cun Xin looked at her, she saw her mother with a dignified face, sitting upright on the throne where her father often sat. Seeing her coming in, she waved her hand to push back the servants, without opening her mouth, she just picked up an ivory inlaid gold peacock feather fan from her side, She shook it once and for all, her eyes drooping as if something was on her mind.

"Mother's Queen." Cun Xin still couldn't help it, and knelt down on the thick velvet floor, and made a big gift of reunion after a long absence.

The bird fan in Long Hou's hand stopped, and she sighed softly: "Cun'er, have you thought about it?" Cun Xin quickly raised her eyes to look at Long Hou, lowered her head, and said nothing.

"You child." The Dragon Queen sighed again, fingering the tassels on the ivory handle delicately, and said slowly: "His wife is not something an ordinary girl can do. You marry such a man, not only the heart You need to be wider, your eyes should be brighter, and your shoulders must be stronger than others, so that you can bear it and move your back. If not, you will just repeat the same thing and do it all over again."

When Cun Xin heard this, her heart felt hot and sore, but she still pursed her lips and kowtowed silently.

The Dragon Queen sighed for the third time, and said "Get up", and saw Cun Xin walking a few steps on her knees, lying on her mother's lap, her shoulders trembling slightly, tears soaked the Dragon Queen's skirt in a short while.The Dragon Queen also said with tears in her eyes: "You are so infatuated...I only hope that this time, that person can treat you like this." She gently stroked Cun Xin's back, "Your eldest brother and third brother, And Ting Xin, I have been persuaded several times, but your father just refuses to talk about it. You should be calm, and when his anger subsides, I will slowly turn things around with you."

Cun Xin raised her head and wanted to say something, but she just murmured: "My daughter is not filial..."

The Dragon Queen was no longer so sad, she put away her tears and forced a smile and said: "If you are a son, you should be filial, and if you are a wife, you should be virtuous, so you can live up to your parents' heart." Tell me what I say, please be kind to the eldest prince."

Cun Xin wiped away her tears, thanked her mother softly, did not dare to go to Han Yuan Hall again, and went back to her bedroom.When she saw Yang Jian's black fox cloak hanging on the tree beside the bed, she couldn't help feeling her nose ache. She gently took the cloak off the shelf and wrapped it around her body.The soft fox fur gently swept over Cun Xin's cheeks, like a big warm hand, wrapping around her waist and hugging her in his arms.

Yang Jian is no longer in Hanyuan Hall.

Not long after Mo Ang sent his men away, he saw the servant come back and whispered something in the eldest prince's ear.Hearing this, Mo Ang glanced at Yang Jian, his face could not hide his surprise, and asked: "Really?" Seeing the servant nodding, he stopped hesitating, stood up and approached Yang Jian, cupped his hands and said, "Please follow me." Come."

Cangyuan Pavilion is at the highest point of the West Sea Dragon Palace.Only there are no bamboo locust trees, pines and cypresses planted around, some golden silk oolong trees have been fallen down, smooth as copper and cast iron, and golden threads are wrapped around the tree body, and the vigorous branches are twisted and coiled, shining in the sparkling sea waves. With the brilliance of black jade.There are winding corridors along the side of the pavilion to follow the waves, and you can go straight up the steps to the pavilion. You can overlook the entire Dragon Palace from the mountain. Hundreds of palaces are all under your feet.

Since Ao Run was tired of the government 400 years ago, he entrusted all the affairs of Xihai to Prince Moang. He lived here every day, cooking tea and admiring flowers, which was quite interesting.Today, I discarded a cupboard of good tea and turned the wine upside down. After a few meters away, Mo Ang smelled the sweet aroma, smiled imperceptibly, and led Yang Jian to the front of the steps down the mountain, and then said "" Please" gesture, turned around and left.

Yang Jian didn't show his body skills, he walked up the mountain step by step honestly, and when he got to the pavilion, he saw the old dragon king sitting on the throne by himself, on the table was a green glazed lotus-patterned girder pot, and four dishes of various fruits of one color, There was no room on the opposite side, apparently waiting for someone.Seeing him coming, Ao Run didn't get up, he just gave up his hand and said "sit".

His undisguised arrogance calmed down Yang Jian's slightly uneasy heart. He lifted up his robe and Shi Shiran entered the table, looking at his nose and heart, and waited quietly for Ao Run to speak.

The lord of the West Sea knelt up, picked up the jug, poured a glass for Yang Jian, and said casually, "You must have drunk this wine before."

Yang Jian took the cup with both hands, passed it under the nose, and said with his jaw: "Qianqiu is drunk, the wine of the West Sea. Every time there is a feast in Yaochi, the Queen Mother will definitely take it out to entertain the distinguished guests."

The old Dragon King also toasted, and the two drank their own cups, only to hear Ao Run say: "I heard that there are also several altars buried in the back garden of your temple."

Yang Jian was refilling the wine for him, the hand holding the pot paused for a moment, before he could answer, he heard Ao Run sigh again: "Raising a daughter is like brewing a jar of peerless fine wine - search for famous springs all over the world, steam nine times Sieve, treasure it and hide it in the wine cellar, and when the wine is ripe, people take it away even the jar, without even saying hello."

Yang Jian took a deep breath, put down the wine pot, stood in silence from the table, and respectfully gave a big gift to Ao Run, saying in his mouth: "I didn't understand it at the time, but after the third sister married me to the Liu family behind my back, I found out that it's difficult to separate people from relatives. Human flesh and blood is the most painful and cruel thing in the world. What happened back then was my fault."

The old Dragon King didn't lift his eyelids, and the creases on his face didn't move at all. He just took the wine pot and filled it up for Yang Jian again, pouting: "Still sitting and talking."

Yang Jian felt relieved and returned to his seat. Before he picked up the wine glass, Ao Run threw over him again with words like a knife: "You took my daughter away and didn't cherish it, but taught her to suffer for you. Being neglected by you, even your servants are angry with you—from the bottom of your heart, you don’t consider her the master of the house, so naturally even the dogs don’t know how to respect her.” The old Dragon King looked at the apologetic face of the Judiciary God with satisfaction, He poured himself a cup, and without waiting for Yang Jian, he drank it in one gulp.

The author has something to say: Lao Jiaofan knows that the name of my pavilion is for carrying private goods hahahaha