cold heart prince

Chapter 2

Hong Dynasty 120, Yuan Hong years.

Both sides of the streets in the capital city were full of common people in the city. The long line stretched all the way to the outside of the city gate. Everyone tried their best to poke their heads out, wanting to see the illustrious battle-scarred Lord Wen.

It is said that Prince Wen is handsome and handsome, but also ruthless, cold-blooded and heartless, but even so, he is still the best son-in-law in the hearts of all the girls, and everyone will never forget that he will be able to enter Prince Wen's mansion , Fly up the branch to be a phoenix.

At the age of 27, he is the most trusted subject of the current emperor. Although he is not a member of the royal family, the emperor and him are brothers and sisters. At the right time, the 11-year-old Prince Wen helped him to save the day, eradicate the chaotic party, ascend the throne smoothly, and be named General Zhenwei.Later, because he repeatedly quelled the border wars and fought the enemy bravely on the battlefield, his bravery and fighting style made most of the surrounding countries frightened, so he was once again conferred the title of Prince Wen.

He is the only prince with a different surname in the Hong Dynasty.

Not long ago, there was a rush of war in the border defense. The new emperor of the neighboring country paid tribute to our dynasty every year because of his dissatisfaction, and then provoked the flames of war.

The emperor sent Prince Wen to quell the chaos. Today is the day when he returns in victory, and the people put down their work one after another to welcome Wenxiu who has returned in triumph.

In the distance, flags raised high slowly appeared at the gate of the city, with the word "Wen" written on them impressively, held high by rows of soldiers, and walked into the city gate with their heads held high.

Walking at the front of the team on horseback was Prince Wen. The silver-white armor supported him to be more heroic and majestic. There was no trace of ripples on his frosty handsome face. I can't feel the joyful emotion of returning from victory.

Suddenly, a shout came from the crowd: "Little Tiger..."

I saw a five-year-old boy who was squeezed out by the crowd at some point and fell in the middle of the street. His frightened eyes were fixed on the horse that was about to step on his petite body.

Wenxiu tapped the saddle with his toes, jumped up, flew in front of the BMW, picked up the boy called Xiaohu, stepped aside, held the rein with one hand, and stopped the horse from moving forward.

The horse roared up to the sky and stopped, and whoever in the crowd took the lead in applauding, one after another, suddenly the applause sounded like thunder, interspersed with a sentence: "Okay...okay..."

"Prince Wen is truly world-class in martial arts."

"Yes, yes, you are worthy of being our great hero."

"Prince Wen is really amazing, so great" was another voice of praise that was louder than another.

Wen Xiu put down the boy expressionlessly, stepped on his bloody BMW again, and led the army to continue walking towards the main gate of the palace...

In front of the south gate of the imperial palace, in the bitterly cold winter, a man stood bravely in the bitterly cold wind. He was dressed in a golden dragon robe, majestic, and exuded the aura of a king. He was not angry but mighty. Standing in front of the palace gate with hands in hand, and on both sides of him, there are all civil and military officials, all of them patiently waiting for the triumphant return of Prince Wen. The emperor came out of the palace to greet him in person. Lord Xiu has such an honor.

When the man saw the slowly approaching army, his tense handsome face showed a comfortable smile for the first time in months.

Wenxiu got off his horse, walked up to the man, and knelt down with the soldiers to salute:
"See Your Majesty, Long Live My Emperor, Long Live Long Live."

Yu Nuoyang stepped forward and personally helped up Wenxiu who was kneeling: "Please get up quickly." Then he said to the rest of the people: "Everyone should also get flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Haha, I'm really happy today. Aiqing's contribution to resisting foreign enemies is indispensable. I have hosted a banquet in the imperial garden to cleanse Aiqing from the dust."

"My humble minister bows to the emperor."

In the imperial garden, in a gazebo exquisitely carved with jade, the court ladies set up a sumptuous banquet early.

"Wenxiu, come on, let's come here today so we won't get drunk."

"The minister obeys the order."

"Wenxiu, it's just us two brothers at this moment, so we don't need to follow those fearless etiquette."

Wenxiu pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, his cold expression softened for a moment, only when he put aside his status with Yu Nuoyang and became friends with each other, would he feel a sense of relief for a while.

Not long after sitting down, Wenxiu caught a glimpse of a woman coming from far and near from the corner of her eye. She was like a moon and flowers, and she was all over the country. She was wearing a lake green gauze dress under the luxurious fox fur, which was well cut and set off the beautiful scenery. Her exquisite and delicate body bends her slender waist to take small steps, and her bright wrists are wrapped in a light gauze.

His face sank in an instant, and he hurriedly said to Yu Nuoyang: "Your Majesty, I suddenly feel a little tired, and want to leave first, which spoils the emperor's interest, and I hope the emperor will forgive me."

Yu Nuoyang was slightly taken aback, but in the blink of an eye, he patted himself on the forehead in panic: "Look at me, I forgot, you must be exhausted after several months of fighting, and it's all because of my negligence, come back quickly." The mansion is resting, I grant you a three-day exemption, and after three days, I will reward you well."

"Thank the emperor for your kindness, and I will take my leave first." After paying the salute, he left before the arrival of Concubine Xian.

The lotus steps moved lightly, charming and charming, Concubine Xian knelt down and saluted: "The concubine sees the emperor."

"Concubine Ai is exempt from gifts."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." With the help of the maid beside her, she stood up: "Your Majesty, why did Prince Wen leave in a hurry after seeing his concubine?" After she appeared, he would leave, with deep disgust in his eyes, she had never had a deep friendship with him, why did he have such an expression?

"My concubine is worrying too much. Wenxiu is exhausted from fighting for days. Go back to the mansion to rest. Is there something wrong with my concubine?"

"The emperor is wise, and my concubine has a request."

After taking a sip of the fine wine, Yu Nuoyang said slowly, "What do you want from my concubine?"

"The concubine hopes that the emperor can take the opportunity of rewarding Lord Wen to give him a marriage."

Marriage?Why didn't he think that it was time for Wenxiu to marry a concubine.

"Is there a candidate for my concubine?"

Wei Yi supported her body: "My Majesty, this is exactly what I want from my concubine. The third sister of my concubine is gentle and gracious, intelligent and kind-hearted. I hope that the emperor will marry the third sister to Prince Wen."

Holding the wine glass, Yu Nuoyang thought for a while, then said slowly: "Since she is the third sister of my concubine, she must be as gentle and gentle as my concubine, with a blue heart and a heart, well, I will agree."

Concubine Xian was overjoyed, and immediately kowtowed to express her gratitude: "The concubine thanked the emperor for his kindness on behalf of the third sister, long live the emperor."

"My dear concubine please hurry up, I have already agreed to your request, so should you have a few drinks with me?"

The corners of her lips curled up like a fairy: "Yes, Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)