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    Fu Hui is thin-skinned and can never stand teasing.

    Xiao Junchi knew that if he teased Fu Hui a few more words, this gentle guy would run away.

    So, Xiao Junchi finally let Fu Hui go.

    "I'm giving you peppercorns, so don't let others down." He said leisurely, then turned and walked towards the courtyard where he used to live: "Since she is a graceful and beautiful woman, it is not surprising."

    Fu Hui took a breath.

    The elegant subordinate bowed slightly, presented Xiao Jun with a gift, and walked away slowly.

    Xiao Junchi has not been back to Jingling for a while, so every stone and tree in this mansion looks a little strange.  Fortunately, the snow was like silver, which added a bit of poetic charm and did not dampen his interest.

    Aunt Lan is standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

    She was holding an umbrella and a light cloak on her arm, and her frosty hair under her black crown seemed to be stained by snow.

    From a distance, when she saw Xiao Junchi's figure, she looked reproachful and said sternly: "Why doesn't the prince bring an umbrella?"

    She was the only one in the Wei Dynasty who dared to treat Xiao Junchi in such a tone.

    Xiao Junchi did not change his expression and said leisurely: "It's rare to be able to enjoy the snow scenery alone. Wouldn't it spoil the scenery if you hold an umbrella?"

    Aunt Lan choked slightly, looking angry and speechless.

    Xiao Junchi lightly brushed the remaining snow on his sleeves and pushed open the door.

    There is a faint Duliang aroma in the house, and a thin wisp of white escapes from the leak of the blue and white incense burner, like the exquisite five clouds on the burner and the waves of Penglai sea floating out.

    Xiao Junchi walked to the incense burner and stopped.

    Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, he said casually, seemingly casually: "The wedding ceremony will be held the day after tomorrow. When we get married, I will go back to Taiyan."

    This careless sentence made Aunt Lan frown.

    "Your Majesty, how can a wedding ceremony be such a simple thing?" She put away her umbrella and looked worried: "What's more, the Prince of Zuo, who is half in charge of the country, is getting married. If you don't prepare for ten days and a half, I'm afraid it won't be very good.  Like words."

    Xiao Junchi fiddled with the incense lid with his fingers and said, "It's okay to be outrageous. It'll be done the day after tomorrow."

    His eyes were half-closed, and his words were mixed with two or three minutes of indifferent laziness.  The red beads tied in his hair rubbed over the black collar and fell back into his dark hair.

    Looking at his appearance, Aunt Lan knew that he would never change his mind again.

    She told Jiang Lingzhou early in the morning that once Xiao Junchi determined something, even the current emperor could not change it.

    "I just don't know why he wants to marry Jiang in such a hurry?"

    Aunt Lan thought so and agreed in a low voice.

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    Within a short time, the news that Xiao Junchi was going to marry Jiang Lingzhou spread throughout the entire Jingling Palace.

    Since time was tight, the servants hurriedly decorated the palace.  Bright red silk and colorful lanterns were hung all over the palace overnight, which seemed to be the same thing.

    Amid this joy, Jiang Lingzhou became increasingly uneasy.

    Once she thought of the way Xiao Junchi looked at her, she felt a little cold behind her.

    She has also met countless nobles and wealthy families in Huating Palace, but even the emperor who governs the country must abide by etiquette.  But Xiao Junchi is completely opposite to them, his eyes are always very transcendent.

    His eyes were looking with interest and wantonly, like a wild wolf staring at its prey that had fallen into a trap.

    To put it more simply, it is probably the look in the eyes of a hunter when he sees his own meal.

    She watched the maids and maids coming and going like fish outside the house, but she couldn't help but think of what her brother and sister had said before she got married - the emperor's brother told her that the Xiao family would probably regard her as a thorn in their side; while the second sister told her that the Wei people were ignorant.  He is very rude, his brother inherits his brother's wife, and his mother has a son, which is frightening.

    If so, the panic will be even worse.

    But once she thought about her homeland and her father and brother, she calmed down again.

    Since marrying Xiao Junchi can bring peace and tranquility to her homeland, what regrets does she have?

    Before you know it, time has passed.

    At Mao hour on the third day, she was called by Bai Lu and Jian Jia, and she sat in front of the makeup mirror to dress up.

    Perhaps in order to prevent Xiao Junchi from looking down upon her, the two maids dressed her up cruelly, wishing they could pile all the hairpins on her head.  Jiang Lingzhou tried to stop him before his head became lighter.

    She sipped on the water-red lipstick and evened out the color on her lips with her index finger.  white dew; He hugged her and hugged her. When he hugged her, he still frowned and said softly as if he was disgusted: "It's so small."

    I don¡¯t know what kind of small thing I¡¯m talking about.

    Jiang Lingzhou lay in his arms, barely keeping the fan in front of her face, so as not to break the Wei people's etiquette when marrying a woman.  But Xiao Junchi didn't seem to care about etiquette, and he wanted to push the gauze fan in front of her with one hand.

    "Your Majesty, this is inconsistent with etiquette." Jiang Lingzhou turned away.

    "" Xiao Junchi's face darkened.

    He placed Jiang Lingzhou on the wedding couch, turned around and closed the door, blocking out all the bustle outside the house, and then walked back slowly.  As he walked, he said: "Then I can compose a poem about fanning, is that okay?"

    Jiang Lingzhou nodded.

    When people in the Wei Dynasty got married, the bride covered her face with a fan.  When they arrive at the bridal chamber, the groom composes several poems about fanning, and then the bride can move her fan to meet each other.  The more poems you write, the more noble your wife will be.

    Xiao Junchi lowered his eyes, twirled his fingers and became quiet.

    After a long time, he opened his mouth again and said: "The heart has no worries, so there is no fear. Stay away from upside-down dreams, and you will reach nirvana."

    He actually recited a section of the Prajna Heart Sutra.

    Jiang Lingzhou:?  ?  ?

    What kind of fan poem is this (¨s¨F¡õ¡ä)¨s¦à©ß©¥©ß

    "Probably because Jiang Lingzhou's eyes were so subtle, Xiao Junchi laughed quietly alone.  He smiled and said: "Princess, please don't blame me. It's really my husband. I don't know how to be romantic, dance and write, and I can't compose poems but slap fans." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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