Chapter 582
Year after year, the days passed noisyly.

The childhood sweetheart who was bluffing at the beginning, the beauties stand side by side, like a perfect match, a man with a talent and a woman with a beautiful appearance.

Since the 38th year of the lunar calendar, there has been an urgent report that Commander Chi Zhao died in battle and died young during the expedition against Diller.

When General Zuo Xiao heard the news, his heart was filled with grief, and he couldn't afford it due to illness, so all the burdens of General Wei's mansion were handed over to Wei Lan.

Overnight, Wei Lan restrained all his impatience, became taciturn and upright.

The Wei family has been in the power vortex for a long time, and all forces are eyeing it.Now the eldest brother died in battle, Wei's father fell ill, and only the women and children were left in the family, and he was the only one who could be relied on.

Wei Lan is no longer that flamboyant young man who can act on his own will and regardless of the consequences, he must follow every step and not let anyone catch him.

In a situation where he can't even protect himself, Wei Lan is even less likely to drag her down.

So, together with the name Zhou Hehuan, it was completely silent amidst the cicadas singing in midsummer.

...

In the first year of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Yu ascended the throne, conferred the title of princess, and bestowed acacia.

Acacia has never been so happy.

As a princess, she can protect A Niang in her later years. Compared with General Wei's mansion... she is no longer a concubine.

Hehuan held up the hem of her skirt, like catkins fluttering in the palace, and walked lightly through the verandas of green tiles, her mood seemed to dance with the wind.

He Huan stopped Wei Lan on his way into the palace, out of breath, but with a bright smile, his eyes were brighter than the spring lake in March, and they were full of curves.

"Alan..."

"Wei Lan, meet the princess."

The tall and straight young man half knelt down, with a respectful and pious posture.

Hehuan's smile froze completely on his face.

"What did you call me?"

Hehuan's eye sockets suddenly felt a little dry, and the spring breeze was blowing on his face, so warm and pleasant.

Everything should be in order.

Wei Lan put her hands on her chest and heart, bowed her head deeply, and said softly, "Princess Hehuan."

Since then, there will be no more Zhou Hehuan.

Only, Princess Hehuan.

...

New Year's Day, winter.

Good news from the north, Diller invaded the seven counties, the frontier states were on fire, and a large number of refugees went south to Beijing and left their homes.

The DPRK and China were arguing endlessly, and finally the peacemaker headed by the regent prevailed, and wanted to send a princess to Diller for marriage.

King Changyi originally had three sons and four daughters. The two eldest brothers of Emperor Yu died in the fierce battle with Daxia before, and another daughter was weak and sick since she was a child. She recovered from exhaustion on the way to Gyeonggi. , so the image of mourning and illness is mostly unlucky.

The rest are the three princesses Huaining, Fengan, and Hehuan.

As the eldest princess, Huai Ning was born with the same mother as Emperor Yu, the queen mother would never send her own daughter to the barbarian country for marriage.

And Feng'an's mother is the daughter of Duke Huguo's mansion, and the mother's family relies on her, so she still needs to be cautious.Unlike Wei's humble background, it is easy to handle the mother and daughter like playing with ants.

If you want to send a princess to get married, then let the kind-hearted Princess Hehuan get married.

She fits.

...

When the news came that Princess Hehuan was going to get married, Wei Lan was training in the camp.

For a moment, it seemed as if the world fell apart, beliefs, family responsibilities, all kinds of burdens, Wei Lan wanted to forget about them at this moment, he just wanted to take her out of this golden cage.

But when he came in front of her, Wei Lan realized that he couldn't even say "Zhou Hehuan".

Pin Ting, a girl under a golden crown in a luxurious dress, is beautiful. She realizes how cruel the reality is, and all the beautiful fantasies of the past are in vain.

Born in an emperor's family, wanting to have a happy ending, to be as satisfactory as you want, is like ascending to heaven.

Wanting A Niang to be good, wanting him to be good, making everyone in the world to be good... She has no choice but to get married.

...

In Beicang City, Dong Yu sent a message, and we met in half a month.

He Huan thought it was farewell, but Wei Lan knew it was going to die.

The rebels of the Daxia Guild followed all the way from Gyeonggi, assassinated along the way, and assassinated in the city. Every time they happened to be intercepted by him, Wei Lan never dared to let go of his vigilance.

Everything is like the shadow of a snake in a cup, bow and snake, and all plants and trees are soldiers.

Only by luring the enemy with his body can he guarantee that his beloved girl will get married safely tomorrow.

Even risk your life.

End this life, no regrets.

(End of this chapter)

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