Domineering in the East Palace: The owl girl takes the crown prince on the bar

Chapter 118

There are all kinds of things in the world, but the word "love" is the only one that can't be understood. There are too many unpredictable things in it. Su Mei marries Changsun Yan, so how should Su Huailiang choose?

Emotionally speaking, he shouldn't sacrifice the happiness of his two daughters, but in this era, people's thinking is a straight line to the end, and the sense of loyalty and mission is better than thousands of emotions.

No matter how Su Huailiang chooses, cruelty still exists...

I don't know how long it has passed, half awake and half dreaming!

Chu Wanyou opened her eyes suddenly, and stared at the window. It was dark outside and the window was closed, but she knew that there was someone outside the window.

Nine out of ten, it is Changsun Yan.

She lived here, and she didn't deliberately hide it, as long as she wanted to know, she would know that she lived here.

And she also explained to Feng Yu that in this yard, she is just an ordinary maid, no matter what kind of movements happen in the yard, she doesn't need to react.

Across a window, Changsun Yan stood there silently. In the darkness, no one could tell whether the expression on his face was sadness or joy?

Tomorrow is the day he gets married, but she has always been the only woman he wants to marry.

However, he was going to marry another woman.

After tonight, he and Wanyou, in this life, can't turn back.

It was his wife who was by his side, not her in his heart.

A faint sigh dissipated in the air...

The wind stopped, and the sky was about to dawn. Changsun Yan stood in front of the window silently all night, and glanced at the dark sky, where a ray of light was about to be drawn.

He stretched out his hand, longing to caress the window, just like caressing her, but the outstretched hand finally stopped in the air, clenched into a fist, and slowly retracted: Wanyou, if there is an afterlife, I will desperately let you be the only one in my life, with no family and country affairs, no court loyalty, so, can I hold your hand?

When the light was dim, Changsun Yancai finally turned around and left resolutely. He told himself that from this moment on, his love for her will be sealed in the deepest part of his heart and will never be revived again.

After Changsun Yan left, Chu Wanyou opened the window.

The light was already dim, and there seemed to be the breath of Changsun Yan in the air in front of the window.

It made her feel a little lonely between her brows, leaning lightly in front of the window, her eyes lost in focus, from this moment on, the man leaning in front of the window with a handsome body but a complicated heart was just a landscape in her heart.

The scenery is picturesque, although it is beautiful, it is always just a scenery!
The light of dawn removes the veil of night, spit out the brilliant morning light, the washing of the heavy rain, and the darkness of the night, it seems that they are all just for the new day.

The tranquility of the small courtyard was broken. Chu Wanyou walked out from the inner courtyard with a high bun, waist-length hair, and a beautiful face without a trace of vulgarity. Everyone present couldn't help but gasp. , For a while, I was stunned.Looking at the people parked in the yard, ignoring their dazed expressions, Chu Wanyou asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ah? Well, yes... Today is the day of King Ding's great joy. By the order of the emperor, I am here to invite the girl to the Ding Palace to watch the ceremony." The official who came with the order said in a daze, sighing inwardly, it is so beautiful woman.

Chu Wanyou drooped her long eyelashes, with a distant smile on her face: "I see, you can go." "This..." The official who came came back to his senses quickly, hesitated, thought for a while, he He bowed his head and said respectfully: "Please tell me clearly, Miss, so that I can reply to my emperor."

The emperor has confessed that he must get an exact reply from the girl, otherwise his head will be lost.

"I will go." No matter what Feng Xiuchen wanted to do, she would accompany her.

"Yes, yes, yes..." After hearing this astonishingly beautiful girl's reply, the people who came here were obviously relieved. After looking up at the stunning face, they calmed down, bowed their heads in a polite manner After handcuffing, he led the crowd away.

The majestic Dingwang Mansion is full of red silk everywhere, with loud gongs, drums and firecrackers, and the whole scene is immersed in a festive and lively atmosphere.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Dingwang's Mansion was already crowded with people, and it was extremely lively.

After the complicated worship ceremony, the people who watched the ceremony were also very happy. Chu Wanyou watched quietly in the corner. There are countless red tapes in ancient marriages. In her memory, she also experienced a wedding...

That unblessed, well-planned wedding.

In her opinion, Changsun Yan's wedding was shrouded in a layer of calm before the storm, but she still hoped that Changsun Yan and Su Mei could work together to face the coming storm.

If the two go through another storm, maybe they will understand that love is really just a mood, and ordinary is true!
Only then might she really breathe a sigh of relief.

However, none of this happened, and she was only estimating the impact of the storm. When things really happened, the pain would be unavoidable...

Among the crowd who were surrounded by the crowd and clamored to follow to the new house, there was a striking couple of newcomers.

The groom is facing the wind, and the bride's all kinds of charms are covered under the hijab.

Chu Wanyou's eyes fell on Changsun Yan who was dressed in a red brocade robe.

The bridegroom smiled faintly, raised his eyes and searched the surroundings calmly, and finally his eyes stopped on Chu Wanyou. Across the crowd, there was noise in his ears, but Changsun Yan couldn't hear or see.

His gaze was tightly locked on the orchid-like figure, and his calm and hazy eyes suddenly seemed to have a thousand words, and they seemed to be a calm lake, and only he knew the turbulent waves inside.

Chu Wanyou met Changsun Yan's gaze and smiled, with a blessing he could understand in his eyes!
Changsun Yan received the meaning she expressed, and his heart suddenly ached at this moment. On the day of his marriage, she smiled and blessed him. At this moment, he didn't know whether to let go or care...

The body is surrounded by a group of people, and the distance between her and her is getting farther and farther.

Wanyou, I'm sorry!Changsun Yan's lips opened silently, it was he who gave up on her!

Chu Wan was stunned for a moment, then smiled lightly, nodded to him, then turned around and walked out of Prince Ding's mansion slowly, without looking back, and seeing the deep attachment in Changsun Yan's eyes.

Walking out of Prince Ding's Mansion, Chu Wanyou raised her head and squinted at the bright sunshine, as if she was walking on the street in a leisurely manner.

until……

"Miss Chu, please." A group of imperial guards blocked her way.

Chu Wanyou raised her eyes to look at the person who came, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and the original smile on the corner of her mouth faded. Although it didn't disappear, her expression was completely different.

On the western outskirts of the imperial city, there is Baicui Garden with towering ancient trees, stone steps like ladders, and elegant scenery. The mountains and rocks stand tall, quiet and deep, and majestic.

In the poetic pavilion, Feng Xiuchen was silently looking into the distance. He wore a bright yellow robe, surrounded by heavily guarded imperial troops, and for no reason made people feel a chilling air.

Chu Wanyou's face gradually turned cold, all the imperial guards standing here were not ordinary guards, and all of them exuded murderous aura.

"Your Majesty, Miss Chu is here." A guard hurried forward to report.

Feng Xiuchen turned around, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, walked back to the pavilion, and sat down on the stone covered with yellow cushions.

Thick eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, handsome appearance, thin lips forming an arc of unknown meaning, and the stubborn and resolute facial lines carry a sense of aloofness and ruthlessness.

"Emperor Feng invited me here, what's the matter?"

Feng Xiuchen glanced at her lazily, and a smile appeared on his face: "Miss Chu helped me a lot a while ago, and I have never thanked Miss Chu in person. Today is a rare opportunity, so I invited the girl to Baicui Garden. Enjoy the beauty here."

Chu Wanyou walked into the pavilion and sat down opposite Feng Xiuchen, with a polite but alienated smile on her beautiful face, said: "Emperor Feng, you are welcome."

Emperor Feng?A cold and solemn light flashed in Feng Xiuchen's eyes. She is a citizen of his Xiantong country, but she completely regards herself as a native of Xiangyun country?

"Yan got married today, and I'm in a very happy mood. I'll toast the girl." Feng Xiuchen picked up the golden dragon cup on the table and said.

Chu Wanyou lowered her head, looked at the wine glass in front of her, and narrowed her pupils...

Feng Xiuchen raised his eyebrows, looked at the silent Chu Wanyou, pretended to be surprised and said, "What? Miss Chu won't even give me this little face, right? Although the girl is now Emperor Jun's person, the girl should not Forget, the girl is from Heihe, and Heihe is my territory, and the Heihe Chu family is the number one family in the Heihe country, so is it possible that Miss Chu has never thought of returning to the Heihe Chu family?"

Chu Wanyou sneered, what does this have to do with her, Feng Xiuchen would not pay attention to the whole Heihe, not to mention the Heihe Chu family.

Now, she is more sure that there is something wrong with this glass of wine.

It is impossible for her to drink this glass of wine.

"Emperor Feng was joking, Chu Wanyou humiliated the family of the Chu family, how could he have the face to return to the Chu family?" Chu Wanyou said perfunctorily, thinking about how to escape.

It's not that she judges a gentleman's belly with caution, but that Feng Xiuchen is unpredictable.

Her silence made Feng Xiuchen's lips curl into a wicked smile, he gave her a sideways glance, and patted his hands lightly.

Soon, the guard led a man into the pavilion.

"Chu Youwei, a grassroots man, has an audience with the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!"

Chu Wan sat there quietly, of course she knew who this man was?

Feng Xiuchen tasted the fine wine in the cup, and didn't let the person kneeling on the ground get up. Out of the corner of his eyes, he looked at Chu Wanyou as if nothing. Seeing the expressionless face, he was slightly startled, but soon Just smiled coldly.

"Chu Youwei, look up at Miss Chu who is sitting in front of me, what does it have to do with you?" Every time he faced her, he was very puzzled, where did a woman with a humble status come from to be so cold and aloof?
Chu Youwei raised his head. He was in his fifties and well-maintained. His hair at the temples was slightly covered with hoarfrost, his eyebrows were thick and neat, and he had a pair of shrewd and deep eyes. At first glance, on him, Vaguely has a shadow similar to Chu Wanyou.

(End of this chapter)