Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 141 Confusion (1)
She smiled in relief, since Shi Lan spoke so openly, didn't her restlessness just fulfill that person's wish?
In the blink of an eye, he recovered to be the supreme emperor, sacred and inviolable: "No problem, I just treat it as Shan Yu's clumsy mouth." The falcon-like gaze fell on Shi Lan, which made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Shaking their bodies, those small countries watching the duel between the tiger and the wild beast felt relieved in their hearts. They were really happy to see such a mutual loss.Shi Lan's words said what they wanted to say, but due to the national strength of Da Zhou, they wisely chose to remain silent.

Puyang Fenghua held the boy's hand, and his elegant smile calmed down the boy's remaining anger, "Ayu, don't care what those people say."

Because of the lenient clothes, the people below did not see the palms of the two holding hands, but they were peeped when they looked at each other.Some people ridiculed secretly, some were secretly curious, and there were many kinds of emotions.

The warm touch came, Puyang Yuren looked at the smiling man, feeling sad, she just cared about him.Or do you not care about what those people say because you don't care?

The audience sang and danced, whitewashing the peace, but the officials didn't frown for a long time to think, it's really strange that Shi Lan came to congratulate her in person.

Puyang Yuren was also very curious about this question. Who would have thought that the king of a country would put aside a lot of government affairs to watch the ceremony?Tell me who will believe it.Besides, her actions today may be difficult for many people to accept. Most of the small countries around her sent congratulatory gifts, and they didn't even send envoys.But Shi Lan came here in person, it's really strange.

Such a banquet is the most boring, so Puyang Yuren seldom held such a state banquet during his two years in office.

Leaning helplessly against the man's side, he waited for the moon to rise.

"But tired?" The gentle breath fluttered under the young man's earlobe, seemingly unintentionally but with so much deliberate intention.

Although they were leaning on the man, the people in the audience just felt that they were sitting a little closer.

Rubbing between her brows, this Shi Lan must have done it on purpose, toasting with a reason every now and then, even though it was just some sake, she still felt a little dizzy.

Looking at the boy's changes coldly, Shi Lan's mouth, hidden under the cup, curled up, and Liu Ziqin's words rang in her ears.If this is the case, wouldn't everyone in Dazhou be deceived by this young... oh, young girl?
After drinking for three rounds, the moon is on the middle.

"Your Majesty Da Zhou, this king is too strong to drink, so I'm going back to the post house first." Shi Lan is a martial arts practitioner, so she can see Puyang Yuren's drunkenness.According to the information, Puyang Fenghua didn't know the real identity of that person, so tonight's bridal chamber festivities are really looking forward to.

Standing up, he said with a smile: "Come here, let Shan Yu lead the way." Puyang Yuren said with a bit of drunkenness.

The palace servants and guards stepped forward and waited for Shi Lan and his party to leave.

Seeing Shi Lan leave, the envoys of those small countries also resigned one after another.Today is the wedding night of the Great Zhou Emperor's bridal chamber, so they naturally couldn't delay the time.

When only civil and military officials were left in the banquet, Puyang Yuren stood up and said, "I'm tired, all lovers can do whatever you want." His feet were a bit vain, but fortunately the palace servants on the side quickly caught the boy's body.

Puyang Fenghua also stood up and took the boy from the hands of the palace man. The familiar smell came, and the chaotic thoughts inevitably became more chaotic.

"Farewell to Your Majesty, Lord Fenghua."

Sending off the two supreme beings, all the officials put off the fake smiles on their faces and were exhausted.

The imprisoned thoughts are still unable to accept the intimacy of the two men on his own face, and he can finally relax after pretending to be calm for a day.

Looking back at the instantly changing expressions of those officials, Puyang Yuren lowered his head, hiding the helplessness in his eyes, after all, it was hard for these people, and he was tossing with her.

Because of this wedding, palace lanterns were hung on every palace road in the palace, and the lights were brightly lit.

Along the way, there will always be people kneeling down, and when they pass by, there will be more or less mockery in the eyes of those people, Puyang Yuren did not miss any of these.

Passing by the lotus pond in Heyue Palace, he stopped and his eyes fell on the lotus pond.

He waved his hands: "You all go back first." Being blown by the cold wind, he became somewhat awake.

Reaching out to break off the blooming flower, she put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it: "The first time I woke up, I saw the emperor was beside the lotus pond. At that time, you were going to the land of Sichuan. That look seemed like God. Five years later, in order to ask for the holy medicine to see the emperor again, you are standing by the window, and your long hair that fell to the ground can't hide your elegance." Finally, he stopped, probably because he had drunk too much.

Quietly listening to what the boy said, Puyang Fenghua recalled what the boy said, yes, at that time, the five-year-old Ayu was not at all like a five-year-old child, very cold, cold from the inside out.

"At that time, you had to stand on tiptoe to insert the lotus on the emperor's uncle's head." As he spoke, he stepped forward and pinned the lotus in his hand beside the blood jade hairpin, and the dark lotus fragrance floated faintly: "People are more delicate than flowers." Staring Looking at the man's side face, memories of him flashed in his mind.

Turning his back, standing beside the lotus pond, letting the cool wind blow over his face, Puyang Yuren squatted down and sat on the corridor on the lotus pond, listening to him, he could hear the sound of the slow flowing water, the wind passed without a trace, The boy's black hair drifted past his ears, hiding the slight sadness at the corners of his mouth.

The misty eyes pushed away the clouds and mist, and there was a different kind of light under the eyes.

Feeling a little dizzy, Puyang Yuren propped up his body, swayed, and fell into a soft embrace with lotus fragrance, closed his eyes, grabbed the front of the man's chest, and leaned on the man's shoulder Said: "I have wronged the emperor."

Holding the boy in his arms, rubbing the soft bun, Puyang Fenghua said: "Well, I am really wronged." However, seeing the boy so unscrupulously intimacy in front of him is not a small gain.

"Uncle Huang, today is our bridal chamber wedding night." Tilting his head slightly, his eyes gleamed with a faint light. Because of the drunkenness, his eyes were narrowed lazily, covering up the wickedness inside.

The hands around the young man's waist paused for a moment, and then he smiled: "Well, the spring night is short, so it's better to go back to the palace as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)