Chapter 101 Look at Me "You know what I want."...
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It was a great pleasure to be granted marriage again.
The people of Chang'an were all confused, but this time...it was a little different from before.
Many people privately welcome this engagement.
Why?
Everyone was puzzled by the sudden appearance of the King of England, even though the once world-famous Master Liaochen was respected by countless people, and even though he had become a prince, most people were just curious and puzzled. However, there have been countless legends since ancient times, and it is not unprecedented for emperors to look for their sons. Perhaps most people were just curious about who the biological mother of this prince who was living among the people was.
If he is a son, how can he be with only the father? What about the mother?
Ordinary people cannot figure out the many political conspiracies or overall plans behind it. They only have the most ordinary curiosity - parental ethics and the obvious principles of heaven. If they don't understand this, they will not be able to accept the rationality of this "son" in their bones.
The Ministry of Rites kept silent, the royal family kept quiet, but it was the common people who cared about this matter the most.
But it was precisely on this point that the emperor did not have a clear attitude. He simply said that it was a mysterious woman who helped the emperor compete for the throne.
Even the word "spy" is vague.
This is a big taboo for the royal bloodline.
Ordinary people still pay attention to the age of descendants, so deep down, the people of Chang'an have doubts about this King of England, and his identity is even not as glorious and open as Lechen's.
That being the case, they were not very happy to accept this sudden marriage - not to mention that Lechen was a monk before.
Is this appropriate?
It is neither worthy of the pure and simple life of a monk, nor worthy of the authority and nobility of the emperor's son.
Too casual.
To put it bluntly, his virtue is not worthy of his position.
On the other hand...when Jiang Hui brought many heads of enemy leaders into Chang'an City.
One-sided.
In particular, Snowman Valley involves the patriotism of countless people.
There was no suspense, the emperor laughed and the people cheered.
Jiang Hui, whatever he wanted or asked for, he would get it.
He deserves it.
What is inappropriate and what should not be done will become a thing of the past.
As for whether Yan Siqing agrees or not...Jiang Hui has already been unilaterally ungentlemanly.
No one else can do anything about it.
No one could contact Yan Siqing except her own business subordinates.
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A few days later, the palace was indeed sealed off.
Yan Siqing never saw Jiang Hui again.
He managed to force her and "not let her choose."
But Xiaoyun was shocked that Jiang Hui had never met Yan Siqing even once.
She had some complaints and criticisms about this, and her position was completely on Yan Siqing's side. She thought this was too cruel.
How can you treat Miss Yan like this?
Isn't he afraid that she will be angry?
Being forced into marriage is already wrong...
Yan Siqing saw that the girl's position was distorted.
It seems that you are from Prince Yan's Mansion, girl, and your official boss is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Yan Siqing was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. After finishing some business matters with his subordinates, he sorted out his writing materials while looking at Xiaoyun's face, which had turned dark for most of the day.
"What are you angry about?"
Xiaoyun thought she was pretending well, but she was embarrassed when she heard that, and she couldn't help but said, "Your Highness shouldn't do that."
Yan Siqing: “Not really.”
Um?
Xiaoyun was surprised, "Aren't you angry?"
Yan Siqing was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm not angry, I'm just confused and doubtful."
Confusion and doubt should have similar meanings and should not be used together.
It can only be said that Yan Siqing was more shocked than suspicious about Jiang Hui's behavior.
She didn't understand and was surprised by Jiang Hui's obsession with her.
"He leaves me so confused."
"I never guess."
“That’s weird.”
Time and time again, it made her curious and surprised.
It turns out there are men like this.
She couldn't define him anymore.
Yan Siqing expressed her surprise at Jiang Hui at this moment, but just as she finished speaking, there was movement outside the window and the housekeeper came to report.
The Ministry of Rites came to propose marriage.
The imperial edict, marriage certificate, and betrothal gifts are all coming quickly.
It was a lot of noise.
But she was in the dark and had no idea of the commotion outside, let alone that such urgent etiquette, which was not only comprehensive but also exceeded the "quantity" of the betrothal gift, was not something that could be achieved overnight.
You must be prepared in advance.
Prepare very early and very carefully.
She doesn't know it, but everyone in the world knows it.
Except for not allowing Yan Siqing to leave the palace to prevent her from "escaping", all other etiquettes are in place.
Xu Junrong took the main seat.
It was nothing, it was a result that could not be changed. Both mother and daughter said, "Forget it, it's like this, there's nothing we can do about it." They just went through the ceremony with a calm attitude.
Even the women in Prince Yan's mansion took this matter very seriously, as if they were getting married themselves.
No, it’s like marrying a wife.
Yan Siqing didn't show up, but she saw something else besides the marriage certificate...
The Xu family, the Zhou family in the narrow city.
All the formalities were followed there, and there were corresponding etiquette responses, and letters and copybooks were also provided.
Even... there are obvious dog-crawling words.
When Yan Siqing saw this crooked signature, his expression changed slightly.
Below that were the secret letters from her subordinates who were heading to Narrow City, as well as the secret letters from Jiang Hui's subordinates.
The contents of the two secret letters are almost the same.
The dust-ridden people have been dealt with.
The young master has been picked up and the crisis is resolved, but... he cannot leave the narrow city.
The two waves of troops actually arrived at Narrow City at about the same time. Since they had the same goal, they eliminated Chen's people together. But after defeating the common enemy... Jiang Hui's people turned against her and refused to let her people leave.
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His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's army took control of the transportation of Nha Trang City on the pretext of defending the border of Nha Trang City.
There is something at the end of the secret letter.
——Since you don’t trust me so much and think I’m the biggest bad guy in the world, then I can’t bear this bad reputation in vain.
——If you really want to find a father for your child, I am at least a much better father than other men.
——As long as I am here, no one can hurt our children.
—But if you insist on sending the child to another man, to the Dali Temple, the Jinwu Guard, some stinking monk? Or even to the Western Regions? Just tell me, and I'll make the arrangements.
Yan Siqing really didn't expect that her children would suddenly have so many fathers.
The real father is not mentioned at all, but fake fathers are everywhere.
Even she and Jian Wuliang didn't mention this matter themselves, but he rushed to suspect and frame them one by one.
A surge of resentment.
As if he had suffered a great injustice.
And this guy was fishing like that... deliberately trying to piss her off.
Very narrow-minded.
Yan Siqing calmly folded the letter, casually put it into the box, and looked at the general who came to deliver the letter.
This burly general was one of Jiang Hui's trusted confidants in the army.
He should have arranged for acquaintances like Ruo Zhao, but he didn't.
He opened up to her his roots, his ambitions, his power.
This was something both sides knew very well, so although the general was rough, he was respectful and loyal, and his attitude put her in a superior position.
Yan Siqing is very smart. She knows that Jiang Hui is a scheming person. He wants to bully her, but he won't let others bully her.
It's bad, but not fundamentally bad.
She took out the decree, picked up a pen and ink, wrote something, and folded it.
Let this general be handed over to Jiang Hui.
Not a word.
The general took the order and walked out of the small building. After walking a few steps, he turned around a place that seemed to be isolated but was actually just separated by a small bamboo forest and arrived at the attic opposite.
Yes, the bad guy who hasn't seen her for a few days...
Lives in the attic opposite.
The bamboo forest is quiet and peaceful, and the attic is elegant.
Jiang Hui was wearing casual clothes in the smell of medicine, without even an outer robe. He opened the paper and saw a line of words on it.
——No need, thank you. Since Your Highness is angry and it is not good for your health, I will not bother you anymore.
she! ! !
Jiang Huilian snorted several times, paced back and forth, became more and more angry, and finally asked the general to send the letter back.
The general thought that his master had written something, and took a look.
Just one word.
general:"......"
Xiaoyun hadn't even finished lighting the charcoal fire in the teapot when she saw the general who had just left come back.
Isn’t it?
"General, can't you find the way? Lost?"
That’s not possible. Would a general who marches and fights be directionally challenged?
The general was embarrassed and stammered as he handed the letter back.
Xiaoyun: “….”
Yan Siqing was speechless and opened it to take a look.
There is only one word on it.
--snort!
She looked at the general again and felt embarrassed. She hesitated for a moment and folded the letter.
"General, you've been busy today."
Even if she didn't reply to the letter, she was afraid of tiring the general to run back and forth...it would be so embarrassing.
Jiang Hui is shameless.
The general suppressed his laughter but still said, "Yes, Your Highness."
Before Yan Siqing could correct him, the man ran away quickly.
Yan Siqing held his forehead with his hands, his eyes drifted out the window, and he casually glanced at the obscure bamboo forest.
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Ruozhao had already been punished by Jiang Hui for laughing secretly, so he had to eat dry steamed buns for lunch without any side dishes.
He made a bitter face, but still couldn't help laughing, "Your Highness, why don't you go meet the princess."
The betrothal gift was given today, and the marriage hasn't even taken place yet, but everyone here couldn't help but change their minds.
The main thing is that His Highness is happy to hear this.
Impatient.
Jiang Hui glanced at him and said nonchalantly, "Can't this prince have a temper?"
"Still angry."
Ruo Zhao: "It's not easy for the princess either, actually..."
Jiang Hui: "I know."
"But only the unreasonable and unreasonable can seize the advantage."
"you do not know....."
He looked at the bamboo forest, as if he could see Yan Siqing's helplessness through the bamboo forest.
"For someone like her, or someone like my royal grandfather who has extremely meticulous and calculating minds, you can't reason with them."
"Because they are right."
“Even if there’s no reason, they can create one.”
"It makes people unable to resist, and they can only reflect on themselves endlessly and strive to be a gentleman."
"But what makes a gentleman a gentleman is that he must constantly give up in the process of making choices."
"Since ancient times, gentlemen have never had a good ending."
"I don't want it."
He thought of losing her, or letting someone else get her by means that he even looked down upon.
Going crazy.
He has not been a good person since he went to Yancheng.
So, it still isn’t.
And he happened to catch her at a flaw.
He has to work hard.
Ruo Zhao seemed to understand, but was still confused. "Then you couldn't help it a long time ago, so why didn't you want to see her?"
Can you bear this?
If I could bear it, I wouldn't live here. I peek at her every day, but I don't want to go over and meet her.
Now it is basically justified.
Why bother?
Jiang Hui was silent.
Then I drank the medicine.
A mouthful of wine, with a bit of depression and fatigue.
"I'm afraid she'll say she doesn't want to."
"I'm afraid she'll be angry."
"I'm afraid I'm not ruthless enough."
"I'll let her go."
He knew that as long as she blushed and said a word.
He will be completely defeated.
Lechen is anxious to finalize the marriage contract so that she can't escape her status.
The same goes for him.
It's really despicable.
But he insisted.
Otherwise, his father's fate would serve as a warning.
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At night.
The small building was quiet and there was a cool breeze. It seemed that the recent situation had settled down and everyone on all sides could have a good sleep.
Xiaoyun and the others were busy cutting pine trees day and night, and were in high spirits.
Even though she was not sure what Yan Siqing was thinking, and had some concerns, she suppressed it on the surface, but Yan Siqing could still taste it. She did not comment on it, and in her daily dealings, she did not show any expression in front of Xu Junrong.
No one knows what she is thinking.
Like a deep clear pond.
It shines in the flowers in spring and falls in autumn.
Winter comes and summer goes.
With the four seasons, the wind and moon...
Such people are even more difficult to understand.
Xiaoyun, who occasionally passed by the bamboo attic opposite, saw that her prince was fidgeting.
This...seems good too.
Those who are steady will not fail, while those who are unstable will sink.
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At night.
There was a slight sound outside, like an intruder groaning, but it soon became silent.
In the forest.
The dark one wipes the knife.
Ruozhao looked at Jiang Hui who was holding a sword.
"Your Highness, we can handle it. You don't have to do anything."
"Just boring."
Jiang Hui glanced at the assassins who had been spying on him these days, his eyes cold. He knew who were the people behind these people.
But it was mainly the result of the unwillingness of Liaochen or...some damned bastard.
Or maybe he even thought about letting them kill Yan Siqing completely, which would be better than letting her marry him.
Oh.
"No need for torture."
“It doesn’t matter whether it is or not.”
“The purpose doesn’t matter.”
"All will be executed."
Jiang Hui looked cold and hesitated for a while before going to the small building.
With high martial arts skills, it’s the same as not being there, and ordinary people can’t even notice.
Checked the attic for some easy hiding places.
The person lying on his side on the couch was wearing a thin summer quilt, and the pajamas underneath were thin and fitted, with the outline vaguely visible. The blue silk satin was like another layer of clothing.
The sleeping man opened his eyes and saw a tall silhouette outside the window.
She watched quietly.
The man also stood quietly.
A person with high martial arts skills can identify the location by sound from a long distance. He can hear the breathing of the people in the house and know that they are not asleep.
She is awake.
They were all awake, separated by doors and windows, and by the bright moon.
It seems like they are looking at each other, and also like they are waiting.
After a while, the other party turned around and flew away.
Yan Siqing leaned against the pillow, lowered her eyebrows, and with her slender white fingers pulled the sheet that had slid down to her lower abdomen, she continued to sleep in a daze.
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In summer, May 15th is an auspicious day.
marry.
Exit from Prince Yan's Mansion and then enter Prince Yan's Mansion again.
Two families become one, and one family seems like two families.
Weird, but also logical.
Originally, it would have been fine if we had stayed within the palace and followed the formalities to avoid unnecessary complications.
They knew full well that there might be some "evil" scheme behind the scenes and there was a risk of ruining the wedding.
If you want to be completely safe, you should not go out, parade in the streets, or go to those places to observe etiquette.
But the ceremony was still completed because Jiang Hui wanted everyone to know that he wanted the wedding to be impeccable.
So he asked Emperor Heng again.
I heard that he was scolded by Emperor Heng, but Emperor Heng also agreed. So that day, the Jinwu Guards and the Imperial Guards escorted the cavalry, and the archers followed all the way, making it a mighty force.
But this etiquette exceeded the rules and was too grand. The prince's wedding was no more than this.
Isn’t it inappropriate?
Some individual officials were impeached, whether they were instigated or not.
So, Emperor Heng made Jiang Hui a king.
He was crowned king for his military achievements.
It was also given to the new palace, but Jiang Hui respected his father and was also concerned about his mother, and was even more unwilling to cause trouble to Xu Junrong, so he held a banquet in the palace.
But this would not be considered as an impolite act.
The court was speechless, and many officials had sensed something was wrong - His Majesty seemed unwilling to start a war again at the moment.
The previously implicit dispute between father and son has sunk to the bottom of the water again.
The streets were bustling with activity. The heroic groom rode through Chang'an on horseback, looking very proud. From time to time, he looked back at the wedding car with a smile on his face, and also smiled at the jubilant people. Occasionally, he pulled at the ceremonial items on his body, fearing that they would be crooked, impolite, or lost something, which would be indecent.
He looked back frequently, afraid of losing his future wife in the wedding car.
At that moment, he was no longer a descendant of a royal family, nor was he the most outstanding meritorious general of the dynasty. He was clearly just the idiot son of an ordinary family.
Eager, happy, reckless, like a furry child.
But everyone could see that he was proud and happy. There was still gauze on the back of his hand from the wound during the war. He was just about to put his hands on his hips and announce to the world that he was married and had a beloved wife.
Anyone who sees such a person will forget the class difference and will only feel the tolerance and enthusiasm of ordinary people.
Who wouldn't be happy?
In the crowd, Lechen and Chencangyu, who were hiding behind, were not in the same room. They had to watch the ceremony, and it seemed that everyone accepted the emperor's order.
They all witnessed it all with their most respectable faces.
No one can resist this grand wedding.
Liaochen kept smiling, didn't seem to care, and was very polite.
Chen Cangyu was a little dazed, but he also saw countless people laughing and talking in the front hall of Prince Yan's Mansion where the banquet was held, and someone called him General Qi.
He suddenly woke up.
Yes, he is Qi Wuhui now.
Not many people in the world know who he is, and no one knows about his past with the prince's wife.
They are not related.
There is no joy.
Chen Cangyu forced a smile, responded to the other official's enthusiasm, turned his head away, expressionless.
He passed by Jian Wuliang, who also had a complicated expression, and also passed by Zhou Li, who was escorting the general.
They all saw the couple bowing to each other.
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somewhere.
Emperor Heng stood on the platform of the high tower, looking down at the long red wedding with a complicated expression, but in the end he just smiled.
Beside him, Wei Tingzhong spent many years trying to understand Emperor Heng's smile. Even though he witnessed the final changes and results and knew all the truth, he still couldn't understand it.
But later, he understood.
Husband and wife in heaven, husband and wife in worldly affairs.
When we were young, we shared the same feelings, but time flies and we share the same painted skin.
Different yet similar.
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From Yan Siqing's experience, the noise, excitement and solemnity of this day were actually mostly experienced by the witnesses.
Due to etiquette and other reasons, the bride's perception of this is often tiredness or the unbearable noise.
This was not her first marriage, and she felt a little dazed. Occasionally, she couldn't help but think of her childhood marriage.
Very tired, uneasy, and even regretful.
She reflected on it and thought that perhaps it was because of her inherent sensitivity that she felt that Chen Cangyu was not a good match for her and she was worried about their future.
However, at that time, the stability and ordinary life attracted her too much.
She subconsciously wanted to hide her inner self, hiding among the crowd.
Just buried in the ordinary.
The result... was the opposite of what we expected.
Although there is a huge difference in their social status and background, even she then is completely different from her now.
But it still gave her a strange feeling.
Life seemed very different, but when she looked back on that marriage, she felt more sighing and reflecting.
Now that this marriage has just begun, it’s too early to reflect on it. It’s more... strange.
She was puzzled by her situation and confused by her experiences.
I was even more shocked that I had acquiesced to its establishment.
Even after entering the bridal chamber and sending everyone away, she took off the red veil herself.
She saw the joy in the room, and there was a look of confusion on her face.
Xiaoyun saw her confusion.
"Princess, are you... worried?"
Yan Siqing came back to his senses and propped up his chin, saying, "I'm still surprised. Did I ever say I don't like the noise of a bridal chamber?"
Her fingers ran over her face, which was almost makeup-free and looked no different than usual.
Even this layer is omitted.
The old grandmother of the Liao family who was in charge of the matter touched her cheek and whispered something.
That's fine too.
Yeah?
Yan Siqing knew that this was indeed the case.
She doesn't like the etiquette of "cooperating and helping others but at the expense of oneself".
In fact, it seems that other women don't like it either.
Regardless of age.
Xiaoyun: "A long time ago, you occasionally said that you felt some etiquette was too complicated and actually very tiring for the bride. At that time, you were talking about someone else's wedding."
"A few days ago, the wedding ceremonial officer asked you if you wanted a grand but simple wedding, to save you some trouble. You said at the time that you could cut down on the details."
She was busy and did not personally inquire about the wedding. There were countless people in charge of the royal wedding, and the parties involved only needed to be present.
Yan Siqing never bothered with it, she didn't even pay attention to the details.
So along the way, I realized that some links were missing.
It is indeed grand and simple.
It has both body and face.
I think I did, but it was just casual conversation on an ordinary day.
It seems that Xiaoyun or Ruozhao took note of it.
Maybe Jiang Hui took note of it, as he was also present at the time?
Jiang Hui knew that she didn't like it and was willing to cooperate, but he still asked the ceremonial officer to ask her true opinion and confirm it before taking such action.
Yan Siqing was not clear about this. No matter how good her memory was, she would not remember these trivial details.
At that time, I never thought that I would get married.
She sat on the couch, leaning against the cushion, glancing at the red veil she had taken off first, and then looked at the hot food Xiaoyun had prepared.
Xiaoyun asked her again if she was nervous.
Xiaoyun is a little girl, and this question may have other meanings. These children may be more nervous than her.
Yan Siqing found it funny, thought for a moment, and said, "Maybe your Highness doesn't want to hear it, and what I'm saying isn't appropriate, but this isn't my first marriage, and my state of mind is very different. I'm not as immature and uneasy as a little girl."
"Don't worry about me."
She said this sincerely and did not think there was anything taboo about matters between men and women in marriage.
I didn't pay much attention to Xiaoyun's reaction. After all, her face couldn't be seen clearly under the red candlelight. Then she just ate a little.
Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, her face flushed, she wanted to say something but hesitated, and in the end she said nothing.
The time was long, and Yan Siqing was not unbearable to be lonely, but when she was bored, she looked through the gift list that Xiaoyun took out to relieve her boredom.
She was stunned for a moment.
Because I saw some people giving gifts that went beyond etiquette.
Especially people like Xie Juanshu.
She ran her finger over the words above, was silent for a moment, and then sighed.
Later, Lian Xiaoyun also withdrew.
The silence was broken. There were soft whispers outside the door, as if someone was calling out to His Highness. There were also rustling sounds, and the only male voice seemed to be a little drunken.
Deep, yet not as clear as the young man of the past.
Yan Siqing, who was originally in a calm state of mind, blinked slightly, glanced at the red candle flame swaying with the slight breeze brought in by the door, and then turned around to look at the footsteps.
The red veil was always covered outside, so she had never seen this person.
What you see in front of you is the first sight.
The first day since the palace was sealed off.
It was very strange. She took off her red veil herself, sat on the couch openly, and looked up at the man who walked into her world with the light of red candles and double-happiness red silk.
He probably didn't expect her to look at her so clearly.
He paused after a glance, pretending to be mature and calm, clenched his hands behind his back, tugged at the sleeves of his wedding gown, and stood there, illuminated by the fire. He then said quietly, "I always feel like your glance is lifting my red veil."
"Can this be considered as you agreeing to my promise to grow old together?"
Um?
Yan Siqing was still wondering if this man would find fault with her for lifting the red veil, which was against etiquette, but she never expected that he would... take the opportunity to "threaten" her.
He always surprised her.
But there is always aggressiveness and strong demands.
She was silent for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, there is no need to be humble. You should be more proud."
She was so polite and as respectable as when we first met.
Madam Yan, Madam Shen.
Jiang Hui was most disgusted by her attitude at that time - simply because she was always under the contract of another man, a marriage she had once willingly accepted, and her lifelong promise.
It became increasingly clear that she was now unwilling to give in to him.
Jiang Hui's eyes were dark, and he tugged at his sleeves twice, but walked over.
Yan Siqing actually thought of their first meeting. At that time, she heard Liu'er's words and had a deep thought in her heart. Now, the thought remains the same.
The appearance of dragon and phoenix, the appearance of heaven and sun.
He was always good-looking, very good-looking.
Young and good-looking.
But when the dragon and the phoenix come, they are willing to succumb to the attack and desire, and fall to the surface of the human world, where there is competition and danger.
Like a wolf.
Lock her up.
Every glance seemed to burn out a candle.
Yan Siqing's heart was pounding and he was not so calm anymore. He finally looked away, and this person just happened to say it.
"Any concession actually involves weighing the pros and cons and has deeper motives."
"Military tactics are important, but sister should understand the art of mind better than I do."
"You know what I want."
He retreated, even willingly took a low position, just for her, for her forgiveness, for her liking, for her love, for her to look at him.
"Why won't you look at me?"
"elder sister."
He half-knelt down in front of her, and when she was surprised, he leaned forward slightly, spread his hands, and placed his palms on both ends of her seat. The sleeves of his red silk shirt were spread out on the couch, and the dragon pattern of the king was noble and ferocious, with golden threads faintly visible.
It prevented her from standing up and hiding, as if testing her, or locking her up.
"Look at me."
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