Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

"Really? I've heard about it too. Who knows what the Northern Liao Emperor thinks? He actually dares to say that he wants our most favored fourth princess in Daliang to get married."

"I heard that the little emperor of Bei Liao was playing extremely cruel things. If the fourth princess really went, how could he still get half a point?"

"Who knows? But the fourth princess is really suffering! Most of the rumors we hear are about how much our Majesty dotes on her. He also looks for pearls to make pendants for her and gives her rewards. But why is it like this? Did you directly issue an edict to the Northern Liao Emperor this time?"

"Is it possible that the Northern Liao Emperor has made some conditions that our Majesty cannot refuse?"

"It can't be that our Majesty thinks that the Northern Liao Emperor is a trustworthy son-in-law, right?"

"Stop making trouble! Your Majesty is so smart! Hey, hey, there is another strange thing. Guess what?"

"What's wrong? Tell me!"

"Lao Li, don't show off!"

"That's right, if you have anything to say, don't you just say it?"

"Come on, come on... Let me tell you, do you know the Wen family in western Hunan?"

"The Wen family? But the Wen family who is world-famous for their poison and medical skills?"

"I heard, I heard, what happened to the Wen family?"

The man lowered his voice, "Has any of you seen the young master of the Wen family?"

"I have never seen this before. The Wen family in Xiangxi has been away from the world for many years and has rarely interacted with the martial arts. The last time I heard news about the Wen family, the young master of the Wen family was ranked first on the beauty list..."

"Yes, yes, this Jianghu beauty list is only updated every ten years. The last one who came out on top was Xie Yuxin from the Snow Sword Sect. But I heard that Wen Ting'er is more beautiful than Xie Yuxin. Woolen cloth!"

"You don't know, don't you? The most beautiful woman in the world, the 17-year-old Gu girl Wen Ting'er, killed Wen Yi, the original head of the Wen family in western Hunan, who was her biological grandmother, two days ago! Also! None of her sisters from the Wen family are left behind!"

"what?"

"You're not kidding?"

"No matter how evil the Wen family's martial arts are, they can't produce such unfilial descendants, right?"

"How did you kill it?"

"Of course, Wen Ting'er personally pushed him into the Wen family's cave where there are poisonous insects! I heard that anyone who enters that cave will turn into a pool of blood..."

"It's really terrible. Wen Ting'er will definitely go to the eighteenth level of hell after she dies. The most important thing in the world is loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness. People regard filial piety as their top priority! She actually tortured and killed her own grandmother and sisters! Is there any human ethics left to talk about?"

As soon as these words came out, people immediately echoed them and cursed Wen Ting'er for having lost his conscience and lost his humanity.

And Yin Luo, who had been holding the reins tightly since they were discussing Ming Fang's marriage to Beiliao, finally couldn't help but speak out. Her right hand was shaking a little due to the force of holding the reins. She was so defenseless. He heard rumors about his two sisters from the mouths of crowds of passers-by.

Her mood was ups and downs, and her voice was filled with anger or disbelief. "What did you say?! Tell me again!"

Go to Beijing, Daliang Palace, Sulong Palace.

Emperor Chongwen leaned on the dragon chair where he always liked to sit when reviewing memorials. He lazily raised his hand to write something on the newly delivered memorial. Suddenly he felt someone walking into the hall in front of him, but he didn't pay attention. I calmly picked up the pen and then put it down, then put it down and then picked it up again. After I finished writing, I calmly dipped my pen in the ink and planned to start reviewing the next one.

However, as soon as he closed the memorial in his hand, the wind suddenly came up in the hall and blew away the roll of rice paper in front of him. He raised his hand to keep the rice paper, unconsciously raised his eyes, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone standing in the middle of the hall. There was a strange young man in white.

Zhilan and jade trees are like the bright moon.

This was the adjective that popped into Emperor Chongwen's mind when he saw him for the first time. Speaking from the bottom of his heart, Emperor Chongwen had never seen such an upright and handsome young man like him. He had one hand behind his back and the other hand was holding a long sword. That sword The sheath is also white, just like his moon-white robe. It is cool and gentle. It does not have the wealth, wine, meat, and wealth of the prince from the Shangjing family, nor the reckless and banditry of the Jianghu people. He is really like the bright curve in the sky. The moon, just looking at it from a distance makes people feel happy.

Emperor Chongwen lowered his eyes, with a slight smile in his eyes, but he quickly raised his eyes and looked back at the young man in white, and asked knowingly: "If you break into Sulong Palace today, you should fight thirty times. If you bring a weapon in front of me, I'm afraid there will be something wrong." Anyone who conspires to rebel should be killed according to the law."

Although his tone was calm and slow, the shock in his words should not be underestimated, especially the word "cut" at the end of the words. He deliberately emphasized the slowness of his tone.

"I have met the emperor." Meng Qingyue smiled at the emperor who looked down upon the world on the high seat, as gentle and kind as he was to everyone, but he did not salute, and the sword in his hand was still held in his hand, with a very serious look in his eyes. It's calm.

Emperor Chongwen stared at him, looked up and down several times, but did not answer.

The two people's eyes met in the mid-air of Sulong Palace. The palace was quiet for a long time, and you could hear needles falling.

It was Meng Qingyue who spoke again and asked plainly: "I heard that the emperor wants to send Ming Fang to Beiliao for marriage?"

"Bold! It's okay if you don't kneel down when you see me. How dare you call Fang'er by name in front of me?"

"She is the fourth princess of Daliang. You should call her Your Highness!"

Meng Qingyue seemed not to have heard these two words. She still had a smile on her face, but she asked her previous words again, her tone was obviously not as calm as before: "I heard that the emperor wants to send Ming Fang to Beiliao for marriage?" It was word by word.

There was something dark and unclear in Emperor Chongwen's eyes. It seemed that the emperor had been disobeyed, and he seemed to be tired of the person in front of him. He said: "So what? What qualifications do you have to speak to me like this here?!"

Meng Qingyue still smiled gently, but his right hand holding the sword gradually raised.The scabbard of the silver dragon sword automatically fell off, and the little remaining true energy that could be transported out of his body was suspended beside him. A layer of fine frost was formed on the silver dragon sword blade. As his true energy leaked out, A layer of mist rose up in the hall, spreading like the moonlight covering the earth at night.

"You want to kill me?" Emperor Chongwen narrowed his eyes with contempt, "I have known for a long time that you lost your martial arts skills in Yuzidu a few years ago, and it is rare to be able to pick up a sword now. This night There are several masters stationed in the Dragon Palace, you have to think carefully before deciding whether to take action against me." Emperor Chongwen's tone became slower and slower.

"You are the king of a country, and you are naturally well-informed. I have indeed lost my martial arts, but..." The silver dragon sword blade emitted a cold white light. At this moment, Meng Qingyue stretched out her right hand, the long sword was parallel to the ground, the tip of the sword Pointing directly at Emperor Chongwen, the frosty moonlight spread out completely, surrounding him with the remaining sword energy. The young man in white replied neither humble nor overbearing: "It does not prevent me from seeking unlimited life for the one I love."

"Beloved? Haha? Tell me, who is your beloved?" Emperor Chongwen smiled, which was enough to stimulate Meng Qingyue's ridicule and ridicule, but also with a calm assurance, without any hint of surprise. He took this young man of his generation seriously.

But the look on Meng Qingyue's face has not changed from beginning to end, no matter when he heard about Yuzidu or now.

"My heart is full of joy for the Fourth Princess Ming, and I promised her the rest of my life on the top of Qiongshan Mountain. I will love her and protect her so that she will never be humiliated by others." He said these words extremely slowly, but extremely firmly.

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