Dressed as a tyrant and kissing the little queen

Chapter 377 Marriage, wrinkling 1 heart

Chapter 377 Marriage, wrinkling a pool of heart water

The Emperor of Southern Chu sent envoys to the Mausoleum Kingdom with a lot of money and various gifts to seek peace, and promised to give the younger sister, Princess Hualan, to the Emperor of the Mausoleum Kingdom in addition to the annual tribute and land cession.

To everyone's surprise, Ling Junxing accepted Nan Chu's conditions for peace, including marriage.

The Southern Chu envoys were overjoyed and returned to Southern Chu happily.

After the southern Chu envoys left, Ling Junxing summoned the prime minister Pei Song in the Qianyuan Hall.

Pei Song was told that the marriage between Southern Chu and Ling Kingdom had to be done in a special way from the preliminary preparations, and it was best to spread it to the world and everyone would know about it.

When Ling Junxing said this, his eyes were secretive, and there was no emotion on his usual indifferent handsome face.

Pei Song couldn't figure out whether the emperor really wanted to end the war with his relatives, or whether he had other plans.

But no matter which one it is, once the big marriage is announced to the world, it is imperative.

When Pei Song left, he thought of Qin Luoyu for no reason.

He stood quietly in front of Qianyuan Hall for a while, staring at the lonely moon in the sky for a while.

It has been almost a year since she left.

Pei Song thought, after all, she and him will have no future meeting.

Regardless of whether the new married princess comes or not, the seat of the queen may not be vacant for too long.

In a few years, many people will forget her short meteoric existence.

However, Pei Song knew that among these many people, he would never be included.

When meteors streak across the sky.

Even if it is only for a moment, people who have seen it will never forget that dazzling splendor.

During the ten days in prison, she broke into his world like a shooting star, and left as quickly as a shooting star.

The brilliance of the moment has already been deeply imprinted in his heart like a brand, and I'm afraid he will never forget it in this life.

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The gate of a tailor shop in a small town in Xishu.

Qin Luoyu leaned against the wall boredly, waiting for Xue Yuheng to come out.

"Have you been waiting for a long time? Let's go, senior brother will take you to eat delicious food."

As the voice came, Qin Luoyu turned his head subconsciously, and couldn't help being stunned.

Xue Yuheng, who had always been dressed in white, now changed into a black robe, changed his hair style, and held a bamboo hat in his hand.

Xue Yuheng didn't want Ling Junxing to find out his whereabouts through the falcons, and it took a lot of effort to get rid of the two black-feathered falcons these days.

Those two falcons knew his white clothes and appearance, no matter where he went, they always lingered in the air.

Xue Yuheng had no choice but to keep changing his clothes to avoid the two falcons.

It's just that he changed into the black clothes, and his originally clear and gentle demeanor, because of the black robe, added a bit of solemnity.

Inexplicably, it reminded Qin Luoyu of Ling Junxing.

"What are you doing in a daze? Let's go."

Xue Yuheng put on the bamboo hat, stretched out his hand and pulled her head gently, "What's the matter, have you been shocked by the beauty of senior brother?"

Qin Luoyu glared at him: "Do you want to feel too good about yourself?"

Xue Yuheng raised his eyebrows: "Then you look at me with that kind of eyes? If I didn't know that you were married long ago and you belonged to someone else, I would have thought you were in love with senior brother."

Qin Luoyu quickly retorted: "You also know that my heart belongs to me. My husband's face is ten times stronger than yours, okay? Why should I admire you?"

Xue Yuheng looked at her, the look in his eyes was quite indescribable: "Junior Sister, don't you—"

"Stop it. Stop it. I'm not going back."

Qin Luoyu stopped Xue Yuheng in time.

"Don't you miss the emperor too? Why don't you go back?"

This guy Xue Yuheng has no eyesight at all, so he still said what she didn't want to hear, "We have been searching in Xishu for so long, but we haven't found that temple. In my opinion, you still—"

Qin Luoyu ignored him, turned around and went into a restaurant: "If you want to go back, you can go back first. Goodbye."

Xue Yuheng shook his head helplessly, but followed in after all.

The restaurant is small, but almost full.

When Qin Luoyu and Xue Yuheng sat down, several guests sitting next to them were discussing the war between Southern Chu Kingdom and Ling Kingdom.

After listening to Qin Luoyu, he realized that not long ago, the Ling Kingdom suddenly fought against the Southern Chu Kingdom, and the Southern Chu Kingdom was defeated.

She thought to herself that Ling Junxing was able to fight against the Southern Chu Kingdom, and it seemed that she accepted her departure fairly quickly.

In this way, she can also relax.

A fat middle-aged man sitting next to him drank a glass of wine, "Tell me, how likely is the marriage between the Southern Chu Kingdom and the Ling Kingdom to succeed this time? It won't be like the one between the Great Qin Kingdom and the Ling Kingdom. Just like your relatives, happy events on the day of your wedding can be turned into wars, right?"

Another man with a square face interjected, "How is it possible? Nanchu is not Daqin, and he doesn't have that bloodiness."

"Let's talk about whether it's bloody or not. Even if a happy event turns into a war, it won't affect the emperor of the Ling Kingdom to bring the princess home!" It was an uncle in a gray-blue robe who spoke.

"That's right, when Daqin killed the [-] soldiers of the Ling Kingdom's cavalry battalion, wasn't that princess brought back by the Emperor of the Ling Kingdom? She later became the Queen of the Ling Kingdom." Another young man who was a little younger said.

The chubby middle-aged man was very disapproving, "So what if you become a queen? Last year when the two countries went to war, didn't the princess still die? I heard that there is no body left, and even the funeral was set up in a tomb."

The young man lowered his voice: "Do you know how he died? How did I hear that he was tortured to death by the Emperor of Ling Kingdom?"

The uncle in the gray-blue robe nodded: "I've heard about it too. I heard that the princess had been crying for more than a month before she died. The emperor of Ling Kingdom tortured to death"

The man with a square face said: "When the emperor of Ling Kingdom was King Zhao, didn't the two concubines also die terribly? They died on the day of their wedding. This princess lived for two years at least."

The chubby middle-aged man shook his head and shook his head: "Tsk tsk, it seems that the rumors that the emperor of the Ling Kingdom is a big devil are not unfounded. The three daughters-in-law died so badly. It's not the big devil."

"Pfft. Cough cough cough."

Qin Luoyu really couldn't hold back, he choked up all the tea in his mouth.

There was so much commotion that those people stopped discussing and looked towards her.

Seeing Qin Luoyu's face, several people showed contempt and disgust, and turned their heads away.

The chubby middle-aged man whispered: "Hey, if you see this at night, don't be scared to death!"

When Xue Yuheng heard the phrase "tortured to death by the emperor of the Ling Kingdom", his face darkened.

Hearing the words of the middle-aged man at this moment, anger flashed in his eyes.

Just when the waiter came over to serve them food, Xue Yuheng whispered something to the waiter.

After a while, the man came over with a jug of wine.

Xue Yuheng carried the wine and walked to the next table, smiling like a spring breeze: "I just listened to everyone's discussion, and I have gained a lot of knowledge. I just asked the waiter to add some dishes to you brothers. I have the right to give you a little thought. I would like to thank you all I really admire it, come, come, let me offer you a glass of wine."

Seeing Xue Yuheng's good appearance, the man suddenly settled the bill for them, and stood up rather flattered: "Master, you are too polite, you are too polite."

Xue Yuheng gave them a toast, and they all drank it to the bottom.

Soon, the waiter brought some extra dishes for me, and those people were very happy, and they toasted Xue Yuheng from a distance to express their gratitude.

It wasn't long before their expressions changed, as if someone had given them a slap in the stomach, and they all showed pain. Then, they suddenly rushed out of the restaurant one by one, vomiting profusely.

The corner of Xue Yuheng's mouth was slightly mocking.

Qin Luoyu was also speechless: "What did senior brother put in the wine?"

Xue Yuheng took a sip of tea as if nothing had happened, and said casually: "It's just a strong emetic pill. The wine I'm toasting is not so delicious."

Qin Luoyu: "."

I feel that Xue Yuheng is quite dark-bellied sometimes, and the title Breaking Bad is quite suitable for him at the moment.

For several days in a row, when they were eating and lodging, they could hear the surrounding people talking about the marriage between the Emperor of Ling Kingdom and Princess Nanchu.

It is said that the emperor of the Ling Kingdom attached great importance to this wedding. The prime minister, Pei Song, took charge of the preparations for the wedding. He almost used the highest standards for the wedding of the emperor of the Ling Kingdom to prepare for the wedding.

It's impossible to say that Qin Luoyu didn't feel at all when he heard these rumors.

While I was relieved, I was also a little sour.

Ling Junxing forgot about her faster than she expected.

It hadn't been a year since she died, and so soon he was going to marry another princess.

Sure enough, the emperor's heart is really a needle in the sea, even if she used to be so sure of his intentions in the Lingjun line, it is still a little unpredictable now.

Qin Luoyu suppressed the soreness in his eyes and looked down at the map.

She pointed to one of the places and said, "Brother, this mountain range looks quite big. There must be many temples in the mountain. Let's go here tomorrow to find it."

Xue Yuheng glanced at it: "This is Yulong Mountain. There are few people there. There may be temples, but definitely not too many."

Qin Luoyu insisted: "What if there is? The Yuankong Temple I crossed over was in the deep mountains, and there were not many people going there, but there are still three or four temples in the mountains. I just want to go here to look for it. "

Xue Yuheng stared at her for a long time, but finally gave in: "Okay, then I will listen to you. We will prepare later and go to Yulong Mountain tomorrow."

He paused, "But I've made a deal with you. Once you enter the mountain, you may not meet any living people for ten and a half months. We have to sleep in the wilderness at night. We can only deal with food and drink. Then you Don't complain."

Qin Luoyu smiled: "Don't worry, I promise I won't hold you back."

During this journey, almost every day, people were talking about Ling Junxing and the princess of Nanchu, talking about the friendship and friendship between the two countries, and often bringing in her, who was already dead, for comparison.

My mood was disturbed and I couldn't calm down.

She really didn't want to hear any more news about Ling Junxing.

Once in the deep mountains, you will not hear those discussions, and your ears will not listen to your heart.

Whoever he likes to make peace with, just go for it.

She wished him and his bride a happy wedding and a happy union for a hundred years.

(End of this chapter)

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