The female emperor and Fenglan stared at each other, but did not salute.
Where does this seem to be the mode of getting along with newlyweds.
Manchu dynasty and martial arts, could not help whispering, there were rumors earlier that the King Feng was forced to marry, and now it seems that it really is the same thing.
"Holy Lord, it's time to go to heaven." The officer wiped the sweat from his forehead and reminded him carefully.
"Feng Lan, the wood has become a boat. You can worship today and the world." The emperor grabbed Feng Lan's robe in anxiety.
Feng Lan smelled her, and the rich fragrance of the fat powder sighed.
"Is that you that night?"
These days, he was drunk and dreamed of death, but today, he is sober than ever.
In the Hall of Heming, the hundred officials spoke softly.
A trace of confusion flashed across the emperor's gorgeous makeup.
"Feng Lan, you can't be crazy, that night will naturally be me."
"She lied, you didn't touch her that night!"
The crowd suddenly fell silent. When the empress heard the voice, she was shocked, and she glared and looked towards ...
The crowd split up and saw a woman, who came over, with Xipa still on her face.
What she wore was a wedding dress, not inferior to the one on the empress.
Although she couldn't see her face clearly, no one dared to ignore her beauty at the moment, just because it was a noble beauty that exuded from the bone.
At a wedding, two brides appeared.
And the other bride was actually the deity of Tongtian Pavilion.
Wow--
It was like a drop of water falling into the pan.
When seeing the coming people clearly, the Manchu's culture and martial arts all thundered.
Feng Lan looked at the woman in the crowd.
Feng Lan felt his breath suddenly became panic.
His heart tightened under the eyes of the woman.
Just like a fish that has been thirsty for many years and found the water at once, the woman in front of her is so strange and familiar.
On her, the seemingly scent of fragrance lingered around him in the countless late nights when he was awake.
"Di Zun, it's you." Feng Lan couldn't help himself and walked forward a few steps.
"Feng Lan, how dare you!" How could the Empress Qingshuang not see the ambiguity between the two.
Feng Lan lost her size and made the Empress position crazy.
She grabbed Feng Lan's hand and warned.
"Feng Lan, don't forget, today is your wedding with me."
"Wedding? What qualifications do you have for this wedding?" The woman smiled.
"Just by telling the world, Fenglan is my emperor. And you, what kind of thing, did not expect that the deity of Tongtian Pavilion would have coveted a husband with a woman." Empress Qingshuang recalled One night, when Di Zun and Feng Lan met for the first time, Di Zun was indeed not right.
The emperor's questioning did not lead the woman back, but instead she suddenly laughed.
"A married man? That's right, in Beiqing's laws, men can accept concubines, but before accepting concubines, they need to get the consent of the wife, otherwise they are prostitutes, and they can't get started forever. Good sister, I would like to ask you , Fenglan is married, but you have asked my opinion. "
After all, the woman slammed and pulled away the hipa on her face.
So neat and clean, so decisive.
The moment when Xipa fell, Princess Qingfeng's face was exposed to countless eyes.
Upon hearing that good sister, the emperor only felt that her mind was blank.
Seeing the face under Xipa, the emperor seemed to hear the evaluation of the two of them when she was young.
"Qingshuang, you are proud of nature and outstanding in appearance, but the peony in the flower is suitable for breeding in the deep palace, and the gorgeous crown is fragrant. But your younger sister Qingfeng is not, she is like a rose of thorns, uninhibited in sex, is a leader in the flower, suitable for breeding in the folk . "
At that time, Qingshuang still couldn't understand the voice of Xiandi's words, but at this moment, when she saw her biological sister, after a dozen years later, she appeared in front of herself, the emperor Qingshuang suddenly Got it.
"It's a princess, it's a second princess."
"It's Princess Feng, didn't she die long ago?"
Feng Lan looked at the green maple in front of him, as if enchanted, in his mind, flashing countless fragments.
That memory he had forgotten for more than ten years, at this time, suddenly revived.
"Feng Lan, Feng Lan, you don't want to go." The emperor looked at Feng Lan, step by step towards Qing Feng, and looked at his original gray eyes. When she saw Qing Feng, she suddenly lit up.
She only felt that her sky was about to fall. She wanted to stop Fenglan, but she took a step.
But at this time, the situation around him suddenly changed.
The palace disappeared, and a dense forest appeared more than ten years ago in front of everyone.
Feng Lan was bathed in blood, wounded many times, and the armor was already torn apart, but he was still standing.
In front of him, there are nearly a thousand masked assassins, and behind him are countless fallen soldiers.
One of the two assassin leaders, one woman and one man, came out.
After tearing off his own scarf, it was the empress and Chen Tuo, the king of Kaijiang.
"Feng Lan, you surrender." The empress looked at Feng Lan with pain.
"Qingshuang, it's really you ... These ambushes, these assassins, are all thanks to you. Why? These are the soldiers who have been born into the dead battlefield for many years. What am I doing wrong, Fenglan? Killer. "Feng Lan wounded and blood shed.
But he didn't feel pain. There was nothing. It was more painful than the betrayal of a friend who grew up and died.
"Why? You still have to ask me why? You really thought I didn't know. You once said in front of Chen Tuo. After returning to the DPRK, you will leave Qingdu and Qingfeng and your son to leave the emperor. You said you Too little time to accompany them, you say Qingfeng is too laborious, you say you are time to remove armor and return to the field. I can tolerate you marrying Qingfeng as a wife, I can also tolerate you having children with Qingfeng, but I ca n’t Endure, you leave my sight. "The empress roared like a trapped beast.
She endured for several years, looking at her sister, under the care of Feng Lan, her face became more and more charming.
But she was lost in the lonely deep palace among the various men.
When Chen Tuo told her all this, she felt the blood in her body suddenly coagulated.
No one can think of the happiness she can't get.
"Qingshuang, why are you still obsessed with today? I only love Qingfeng." Feng Lan said a little relief when talking about Qingfeng.
Qingfeng and Xin'er are the last strength of his persistence till now.
"Even if she became a dead person? Even if she was humiliated by countless men, do you still love it? Feng Lan, you refused to follow me, then today, neither you nor Qing Feng can live!" Feng Lan's happy look made her laugh, and she laughed.
Behind her, the assassin rushed up like a locust and surrounded Fenglan.
Feng Lan was submerged in the sword and sword, and when Chen Tuo hit his head and seriously injured his coma, the illusion suddenly disappeared more than ten years ago.