This queen is not too curly

The emperor once again drove in person.

His last will before leaving the imperial capital was to confer Yan Yuan as the crown prince and concubine, and confer the title of a younger brother of Yan Zhou to be the commander of the city defense army of the imperial capital, which is almost equivalent to merging the city defense army into Yan Zhou's subordinate.

This move set off a stormy sea in the court.

Who is Yan Zhou?

He is a military general who has made great military exploits and is still the Marquis of Dingbei who holds the military power and dominates one side.

Throughout the dynasties, even if such a person became a vassal king, it was only an expedient measure. Even if he lived far away from the group, he had to be tricked into handing over his hostage and detained in the capital to prevent him from developing a conspiracy.

And the Holy One actually sent the city defense army of the imperial capital to him?
How is this different from opening the door to welcome wolves?
He even wanted to make Yan Zhou's daughter a crown princess, which was simply crazy.

Is he going to give up the country?
Everyone in the court was shocked. The octogenarian prime minister led his group of officials and knelt at the gate of the palace for three days and three nights, but they failed to change the Sacred Heart.

After he made his decision, the imperial decree was passed to Yan Yuan's residence.

At that time, Yan Zhou was still in the imperial capital, having a drink with Yan Yuan's grandfather.

Yan Yuan's grandfather was originally a Taifu, and now he has retired and returned to his hometown for several years, and he came to Beijing specially after hearing the news.

Yan Zhouwen explained to the old matriarch: "Your Majesty has no choice."

The old lady was sweating profusely: "What do you mean you have no choice? This is to roast you on the fire!"

Yan Zhou said: "Your Majesty... his time is numbered."

The old lady Fu's face was pale: "Then why is he..."

Yan Zhou said lightly: "The prince is still too young. If he doesn't become regent, the queen will definitely hang down the curtain. If this method is not used, I am afraid that the court will inevitably become the backyard of relatives in the future."

After all, the emperor beheaded only the immediate family members of the empress dowager.

This is a difficult decision.

The emperor chose to take the slant of the sword, broke the boat, and simply left a game of dead chess.

The old lady Fu was speechless for a long time, and at the end she just muttered: "There is always a price, there is always a price..."

Yan Zhou's gaze fell leisurely on Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan is still ignorant, since she received the imperial decree, her mind has been blank.

So when her father called her name, she still stood there blankly.

How did she become a princess?
Yan Zhou asked her softly: "Will Yuan'er be willing to be the princess?"

……

Yan Yuan didn't know if she was willing or not.

She just found it a little ridiculous.

Your Majesty didn't even want to see Chen Ling Shen face to face, so why did he just give him a marriage?

Yan Yuan entered the palace in a panic.

I heard the court ladies talking in low voices: "I heard that the crown prince is unwilling to accept the proposed marriage, and he is begging His Majesty to change his mind."

Yan Yuan hid in the dark and looked at Chen Lingshen, suddenly feeling unspeakably wronged.

She actually...wasn't that willing.

Her home is in the Northwest.

She hasn't seen her mother for a long time.

She never thought of staying in the imperial capital for a long time, but because he was the one who bestowed the marriage, she hesitated a little more, otherwise she would have left with her bag the moment she found out about the marriage!

I knew earlier...

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have done so much.

Chen Lingshen was still kneeling at the door of the emperor's bedroom.

Yan Yuan is not someone who can swallow her anger, she simply rushed in front of him and told him: "I don't want to marry you either."

Chen Ling's expression was a little embarrassed: "Yan Yuan..."

Yan Yuan raised her head and told him proudly: "Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to ruin this marriage, so you don't have to worry about it."

……

The marriage was put on hold.

Yan Yuan followed her father back to the northwest.

She was still young, and marriage did not happen overnight.

A few days later, the emperor went on a personal expedition again. This time Yan Zhou was not accompanied by him. The emperor was in danger at the border, and finally died at the border because of insufficient help, and never returned to the imperial capital.

When the sad news of the emperor's death came, Yan Zhou brought Yan Yuan into Beijing again.

Yan Yuan looked at Chen Lingchen from afar.

Seeing him with a pale face, like a dead tree, sitting on the supreme throne, he was indescribably lonely.

The former Empress Empress has now become the Empress Dowager, sitting beside him, graceful and luxurious, with no trace of sadness visible on her face, she controls everything skillfully.

When everything was over, she brought Chen Lingchen to Yan Zhou's body.

Yan Yuan stood behind her father and looked at Chen Lingchen.

Chen Ling's eyes were darkened, and he looked back at her quietly.

How long has it been since I saw you?
Yan Yuan couldn't remember clearly.

But it seems that everything is not what it used to be.

The queen mother looked at Yan Zhou gently, and said softly: "The Ai family knows that Yan Hou has always had a grudge against Shen'er and Yuan'er's marriage. The Marquis has worked hard for the country and the people for a long time. If Yan Hou is unwilling to this marriage..."

Yan Zhou smiled and said, "I dare not."

The queen mother said: "Yan Hou really doesn't think about it anymore?"

Yan Zhou took Yan Yuan's hand, and bowed respectfully to the Queen Mother: "The late emperor's will, Yan Zhou vows to obey it to the death."

The queen mother was silent for a moment, and finally laughed: "Yan Hou is really as loyal as the first emperor said, and I feel sorry for the villain."

It was the first time Yan Yuan saw such a sullen expression on the Queen Mother's face.This soft-spoken woman in the past took off her gentle coat at some point, revealing a sharp edge.

It's a pity that she is still too young.

She didn't understand why everyone changed after the death of the first emperor.

Bestowing a marriage was not the last imperial decree left by the late emperor. His real decree was to remove his father's military power from the border guards, retaining only his title and transfer him back to the imperial capital.

……

Yan Yuan was 12 years old that year.

Yan Yuan followed her father and moved her family into the imperial capital.

Chen Lingchen had already ascended the throne and became the emperor.

The queen mother no longer called Yan Yuan into the palace, and she had no chance to see Chen Lingchen again.

Time passed slowly.

The imperial decree of the marriage seemed to exist in a long, distant dream.

Over the years, the Empress Dowager's power has gradually grown, and few people in the court have mentioned that decree.

Yan Yuan would also vaguely hear about Chen Lingchen.

I heard that after he ascended the throne, he borrowed the power of his father to thwart the Queen Mother's plan to listen to the government behind the curtain. I heard that he was able to balance the forces of all parties in the court at a young age, and gradually he had the arrogance to rule the world. I heard that... all parties The courtiers have already wrestled secretly and brought their own daughters to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

Yan Yuan was 14 years old at that time.

She hadn't seen Chen Lingchen for nearly three years.

She followed her father into the imperial garden for the banquet, and looked at Chen Lingchen on the high seat from afar.

Not seeing him for three years, he has become a little strange.

The Chen Lingchen he met on the autumn hunting ground that year was a supple and upright young man. The Chen Lingchen in front of his eyes no longer had the youthfulness of the past, but only an indelible indifference.

He probably won't blush anymore, right?
Yan Yuan was staring at him while toasting and thinking in a daze.

She is not the Yan Yuan she was back then.

She restrained her temper a lot, and she also knew that the situation of breaking up at the beginning was actually a bit ridiculous, and she also knew that she was far, far away from him.

She left the table early, walked to the lakeside in the garden, and sat on the ground watching the moon.

At that time, the full moon was like frost, she was lying on the grass, sniffing the smell of soil and lake water, falling asleep.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him.

Yan Yuan raised her head and saw Chen Ling Shen Tayue approaching. He stopped five or six steps away from her, his eyes fell on her and was quieter than moonlight afterward.

Yan Yuan looked at him, feeling a little dazed in her mind.

The picture in front of me overlaps with the scene of the autumn hunting that year, but the person in front of me is no longer the boy he was back then.

How long has it been since we haven't seen each other?

Yan Yuan didn't know what to say.

Chen Lingchen didn't speak either.

The two remained silent.

After a long time, Chen Ling's cold voice sounded: "Are you cold?"

Yan Yuan didn't understand, and instinctively replied: "Ah?"

Chen Ling looked at her stunned reaction, the frost on his face melted a little, and said calmly: "The autumn night is cold and lonely."

Yan Yuan was still dumbfounded.

She wanted to say that when you are cold, go get some more clothes, what does it matter to me?

But in front of Chen Ling, who was wearing court clothes, with an imperial majesty, she finally restrained herself and swallowed her words back in her throat.

Chen Ling said solemnly, "Get on the boat."

Only then did Yan Yuan realize that there was a big boat parked by the lake.

She followed Chen Ling into the cabin.

Food and wine had already been set up in the cabin, and a small stove was lit. The small flames in the stove flickered with orange-yellow light, which dyed Chen Ling's sinking face a little warm.

There was a layer of sweat on Yan Yuan's forehead.

Chen Ling raised his head and said in a low voice, "Are you afraid of loneliness?"

Yan Yuan shook her head.

Although she also felt awkward, she was not afraid.

Chen Ling said seriously: "Then why are you sweating profusely?"

Yan Yuan said honestly, "...it's hot."

It was only Mid-Autumn Festival, and she was still wearing unlined clothes.

Who is crazy about the heater in this weather? ? ?

Chen Ling was taken aback, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his indifferent face, he raised the teapot and poured the tea on the stove.

In an instant, the charcoal fire was extinguished, and thick smoke filled the cabin.

Chen Ling froze on the spot.

Yan Yuan: "..."

Yan Yuan could only roll her eyes, then grabbed Chen Lingchen's wrist and dragged him out of the cabin.

Chen Lingchen was much thinner than she remembered. His wrist was cold, and the wrist bone was pressed against her palm. This was a completely different feeling from what she remembered, and it made her heart skip a beat.

Yan Yuan thought that she would be thrown away by Chen Lingchen halfway, but it didn't.

He followed her docilely all the way to the deck.

Chen Ling's heavy gaze fell on the top of her hair, and he said softly, "How long have we not seen each other?"

Yan Yuan was a little embarrassed: "Three years."

Chen Ling lowered his head and remained silent. After a long time, he said slowly, "Since you have entered the capital all these years, why didn't you enter the palace?"

Yan Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Without a will, how can I enter the palace?"

Did her family run him as the palace?

Come and go, just go?

Ever since the first emperor bestowed her marriage, the queen mother no longer liked her, and naturally she would not be allowed to enter the palace to play. Furthermore, during the Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's banquet every year, her father also intentionally kept her away from the sharp edge. What about the one who just entered the palace?

Chen Ling frowned and said, "You can also ask for an order to enter the palace."

Yan Yuan asked in a daze, "Whose order?"

Chen Ling said solemnly: "Me."

Yan Yuan stared blankly at him, thought for a while and then lowered her head and said, "Aren't you angry?"

Because of a decree of bestowing a marriage, he could not kneel before the late emperor's bedroom. The entire palace and even the entire imperial capital knew how much he opposed this marriage.

She is not Qiqi Ai's boudoir daughter.

Since he resists, is she still rushing?
Chen Ling let out a short breath: "I didn't."

Yan Yuan wondered, "Huh?"

Chen Ling said in a low voice, "I just don't want you to be the price of authority."

Yan Yuan was stunned.

This is not the first time she has heard the term price.

That year her grandfather said three times with red eyes that there was always a price.

Over the years, she gradually became sensible, and gradually realized that this so-called marriage was just a chess game set up by the late emperor to check and balance the empress dowager.There are three pillars of power in the court, and no one can do anything to the other. It is possible for Chen Lingchen, who was enthroned at a young age, to grow up in the cracks.

It was only recently that she came back to her senses and understood what grandpa was talking about.

Because she is the price.

It turned out that Chen Ling was in love with him... Did he know that long ago?
Yan Yuan looked up at Chen Lingchen, and asked him, "What about today?"

Today he came with him, even if he was on a boat, someone would always see him, and if someone saw him, there would be storms. The imperial capital city has never been truly calm.

Chen Ling lowered his head: "I made a promise with myself."

He said softly: "As long as you enter the palace, I will...indulge in selfishness."

Yan Yuan blinked, with a confused expression on her face.

After not seeing each other for several years, Chen Lingchen has become a little strange.

The lights on the deck of the ship were dim, and his figure almost melted into the night.

There was a moment of silence.

Chen Lingchen suddenly made a laughing sound.

He said, "Yan Yuan."

Yan Yuan: "Huh?"

Chen Ling raised his head and looked at Yan Yuan: "Write to me, one in three or five days, and tell me what you are doing."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Chen Ling looked deeply into Yan Yuan's eyes: "This is an imperial decree."

Yan Yuan: "..."

……

Yan Yuan never imagined that she would be burdened with such a painful homework just by going to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. One letter every three to five days, as time goes on, when will it end?

After all, there is no medicine for regret in this world.

But for some reason, she persisted.

She didn't know what to write, so she had nothing to say, and she even told him how many cubs the family cat had given birth to.

Chen Lingshen would also reply.

Tell her that Chu Jingyu has gone to the territory, tell him that Yu Xing, the new prime minister in the court, knows that he is not a thing in the pool, and tell her that the state of Jin seems to be in turmoil. He originally planned to negotiate peace with Jin, but after several considerations, he gave up his plan to go to Jin .

Yan Yuan actually didn't have much interest in what he said.

But Chen Lingchen's handwriting was beautiful.

One stroke at a time, extremely dignified.

Looking at the writing, one can imagine that his writing hand should have the most flexible wrist.

Yan Yuan's love for him slowly took root around this time.

In this way, it was another three years.

Chen Lingshen had already gained a firm foothold in the imperial court, as if he was in charge of the world. The civil strife in the neighboring Jin Dynasty had subsided, and the empress had ascended the throne. She sent a sincere document of peace talks, and she will go to Yan in person in a few days.

The world seems to be at peace.

The marriage letter was sent to Hou's mansion at this time.

When the leaves of the sycamore tree fell in autumn, Yan Yuan finally put on her wedding dress and entered the palace gate.

On the night of festivities and candles in the bridal chamber, Yan Yuan felt her head was about to fall off while wearing the phoenix crown.

With a deep smile, Chen Ling took off her phoenix crown, leaned over and kissed her eyelashes.

Yan Yuan was sleepy and tired, gradually lost her sanity in the gentle wind and drizzle, and asked him in a daze, "Do you still want to write letters in the future?"

Chen Ling was stunned, lowered his head and bit her lip: "...No need."

Yan Yuan closed her eyes with peace of mind, and hooked his neck.

She answered him softly: "Okay."

……

In the end, the dream was full of fragments.

Yan Yuan tossed and turned in the dream, and when she opened her eyes, the sky was already bright.

Chen Lingshen was still sleeping soundly beside her.

She was still immersed in the dream and couldn't get out. Looking at Chen Lingchen in front of her in a trance, she felt that he was actually different from him in the dream. Although the Chen Lingchen in the dream had also experienced many misfortunes, he did not. It fell to the point where the real Chen Ling fell.

Chen Ling felt the gaze, opened his eyes, and stretched out his arms to wrap Yan Yuan into his arms: "What are you thinking?"

Yan Yuan said honestly, "I had a dream."

She told Chen Lingchen what she saw in her dream, and then asked him softly: "If I had really gone hunting that year, or if I didn't run away from home because of my marriage contract and background, would it...you would have felt better."

In fact, the late emperor's decision has never been changed.

She had a marriage contract with Chen Ling and Shen Ben.

It was she who escaped.

Chen Ling listened deeply and fell into silence. After a long time, he opened his mouth softly: "In your dream, you moved your family to the imperial capital and stayed in Beijing for a long time. Is there any difference from the real you?"

Yan Yuan thought for a while and said, "Yes."

Floating in the world, pull and mobilize the whole body.

Yan Yuan in her dream has lived in the imperial capital for many years.

She did not join the army, did not enter the Bo camp, and there is no Ning Bai in the world.

She is just an ordinary daughter of the Marquis Mansion. Although her temperament has not changed, she is more cautious and less willful in her dealings with others.

Chen Ling said lightly: "Then there is no need to make such an assumption."

His eyelashes drooped slightly, as in a dream, he leaned over to kiss her eyelashes: "Ningbai, my heartfelt love, can't be less."

Yan Yuan's heart moved, and she just felt an indescribable feeling floating in her chest.

Yes, it was just a dream.

What's more, the ending is the same.

As in a dream, she hugged Chen Ling's neck, closed her eyes and kissed his lips, letting her breath gradually become disordered.

"Chen Lingchen."

"Ok?"

"I like you too."

(End of the article)

It's over!
Next, the main energy is to prepare for the new pit.

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Before I knew it, it had been half a year, thank you for your company!