"Sister-in-law Ling, you are not angry with me, you must be angry with the emperor brother? The emperor also wants to marry that woman because of me!"

Lan Ling patted Ling Shuang and said, "He is the emperor after all, and sometimes there are many things to consider."

"I think the eldest prince looks good, is it because of Jiang Rui that you don't want to marry him?" Lan Ling asked.

"Yes. I like Jiang Rui." Ling Shuang said to Lan Ling very seriously.

Lan Ling looked at her: "Does Jiang Rui know? Does Jiang Rui agree? If you want to be with Jiang Rui, can your emperor brother agree?"

Ling Shuang lowered his head, "Brother Emperor disagrees, so I still want to ask Sister Ling's wife for help."

"I will definitely help you, but I want to know Jiang Rui's thoughts. You are a princess, and the emperor will not treat you anything, but Jiang Rui, I am afraid that your emperor brother will kill him!" Lan Ling was worried.

She hadn't seen Huo Jingyun in the past few days, and she wanted to ask Jiang Rui's thoughts.

On New Year’s Eve, the palace held a banquet in Mingguang Hall to entertain some important ministers.

Yu Rong and Shen Zhenzhu were all there, and Huo Jingyun brought Liang Hongxiu and Jiang Rui.

The banquet is full of joy, the monarch and the ministers are harmonious, and the harem is peaceful.

Lan Ling sat there, and did not communicate with Ling Chen. She ate relatively little, and Ling Chen kept picking vegetables for her.

Looking for a free time, Lan Ling asked Jiang Rui: "Have you heard about the princess? She refused to make a marriage for you. What do you mean to her?"

Jiang Rui looked at her: "Ling'er, she is a princess, I dare not climb high. Blame me for not telling her clearly earlier."

"But the princess likes you very much. Aside from her identity as a princess, you really don't like her at all?" Lan Ling said.

Jiang Rui was silent.

Lan Ling slapped Jiang Rui: "I see! Do you like princesses too? Just say that if you like it, it's not your character to hesitate!"

Jiang Rui sighed, "I'm afraid I won't be worthy of her, but I failed her."

Lan Ling knew that Jiang Rui also liked the princess, even though they had been quarreling together, they were a happy couple.

"Aren't you always fearless? Then let yourself match her. The princess is really good. If you really like it, don't miss it." Lan Ling said.

Lan Ling returned to his seat, Ling Chen glanced at her, "You are very worried about others."

"Who is someone else? Where is someone else. Ling Shuang is your sister, Jiang Rui is my family. Ling Shuang likes Jiang Rui, would you agree?" Lan Ling asked him directly.

Ling Chen pondered for a while, "Jiang Rui needs further tempering and can marry Ling Shuang only after he has made meritorious service!"

Lan Ling understood that he agreed. She glanced at Ling Chen, he didn't seem to be as merciless as before.

Ling Chen grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly: "Ling'er, one year has passed again, don't get angry with me, don't ignore me, okay?"

Lan Ling sighed, "I only have you in my life, how can I ignore you, obviously you ignore me!"

"Then I will go to Wangshou Palace again, you are not allowed to show me a cold face!" He pretended to be angry.

This night, Ling Chen rested in Wangyou Palace, Lan Ling did not refuse. It was Ling Shuang that Xu said. The words that he once refused the minister to ask him to accept his concubine moved her. Perhaps he finally agreed to Jiang Rui and Ling Shuang's relationship that moved her. In short, she was no longer angry.

That night, he hugged her, whispered, and slowly said in her ear: "You don't know how much I miss you!"

Lan Ling instantly softened. She could not hate him all the time. He only took a concubine, and he was the princess of the Great Moon Kingdom. Everyone knows that they are a political marriage.

Lan Ling convinced himself. They are reconciled again.

He still goes to Wangshou Palace to sit for a while and eats in Wangshou Palace every day.

He and her live like a simple husband and wife.

A happy life is always too fast. In a blink of an eye, the Spring Festival arrived.

During this time, it was really too busy. All kinds of sacrifices, interviews with ministers and their families, various celebrations, and some activities Ling Chen did not allow Lan Ling to participate, but Lan Ling must To participate, she is the queen.

On the day of the Shangyuan Festival, she and Ling Chen presided over the sacrifice ceremony side by side. Seeing the large crowds of people kneeling underneath, Lan Ling suddenly understood what the mother ritual world meant.

Wen Heng was in the first row in front of her concubine, she watched Lan Ling and Ling Chen stand in front of her, following the ceremony of the ceremony officer, Ling Chen's hands kept supporting Lan Ling's waist.

A whirlwind blew over and overturned everyone's clothes, Wen Heng watched Ling Chen tightly guarding Lan Ling in front of him.

Lan Ling's position should have been her temperament. The hatred and anger in Wen Heng's heart became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to explode, she held her heart with her hand, she used to lie to Ling Chen that she had a heart disease, but now, she felt that she was really vomiting disease.

The sacrifice lasted until the afternoon, and the sacrifices prepared by the Ministry of Rites had been burned, Lan Ling was standing sore in his waist and legs, and his legs were swollen. But she did not dare to let Ling Chen know, for fear that he would not let her continue the ceremony later.

She likes to make these with him.

In the evening, the lanterns of Ten Miles on the Spring Festival, under the eaves, on the trees, and the doorways of the shops on both sides of the neighborhood were covered with lanterns.

Qixing began to fight flowers upstairs. Countless red and yellow palace lanterns were lit upstairs, and the music floated far away.

The golden light and silver lines in mid-air are full of flowers, showing a prosperous scene.

Lan Ling followed Ling Chen on the top of the majestic Chengtian Gate.

She was dressed in a red cloak, he was dressed in a bright yellow cloak, and the two held hands tightly.

Behind him, the gorgeous Cui Gai fluttered with tassels, and downstairs, the crowd knelt down, and the mountains thundered and shouted: "Long live long live long live!"

At that moment, Lan Ling's eyes were filled with water and vapor. The feeling of standing in this position is indeed wonderful, and this is why there will be people in the generations who will hold their heads to compete!

Ling Chen's eyes looked far away, and the outside of the palace was also brightly lit, with people on all sides, clusters of red, pink, yellow, and purple, reflecting circles of halo, so prosperous, so The excitement.

Ling Chen sighed with emotion. He took Lan Ling in his arms and said in her ear: "Ling'er, I give you such a world, are you happy?"

Lan Ling leaned on Ling Chen's shoulder, and gently placed his right hand on his lower abdomen, "As long as I have you, I will be happy."

Ling Chen looked around and said with emotion: "The country is picturesque, only Ling'er is the world, and my left hand is the world, and the right hand is beautiful, this life is enough!" His face again showed a smile of unrestrained expression.

At this time, this scene, this sentiment, this person, like a painting, is deeply in Lan Ling's heart, and can't get rid of it anymore.

People often make some important decisions that depend on a moment, a thought, or even a look back, a sentence.

Neither Lan Ling nor Wen Heng attended the evening banquet, and Liu Hui completed the rest of the matter in place of Lan Ling.

After the Spring Festival, it is necessary to reserve the wedding of the emperor and Dou Wan'er.

The emperor let Liu Hui preside over all this, and the queen must rest assured to raise her fetus.

Tomorrow, the eighteenth day of the first month, is the wedding day of the emperor Ling Chen and the princess Dou Wan'er of the Great Moon Kingdom.

The emperor deliberately ordered that the queen and the concubine do not have to participate in the wedding ceremony.

Lan Ling understood Ling Chen's painstaking efforts. He is a person with delicate feelings, if it weren't because he was the emperor, he would be a good husband.

Dou Wan'er's wedding team had arrived the day before yesterday, and Liu Hui was in charge of all matters.

Ling Chen stayed in Wangyou Palace until late before leaving. Neither of them mentioned the wedding. Lan Ling urged him: "Tomorrow will be very busy, please go back soon."

Ling Chen hugged her, leaning there, closing his eyes.

"I'm hungry and want to eat." He lay leaning on her like a rascal, but didn't get up.

Lan Ling took the snack on the table and fed him. He opened his mouth without even looking, and closed his eyes. After eating, he opened his mouth like a child.

Lan Ling looked at the mustard powder next to him, took a snack, dipped the mustard powder and handed it to Ling Chen's mouth. Ling Chen sat up and spit out the snack in his mouth: "You murdered your husband!"

Lan Ling laughed. After laughing, a strong unease suddenly surged. Lan Ling always felt unreal for the happiness and joy in front of him.