Chapter 226: Your Majesty, please respect yourself (31)

Prime Minister Wen was stunned for a moment. He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Although he had ignored this daughter for so many years, he was suddenly told that she was dead.
"Why did your majesty kill Wen Yuan? Don't tell me that she is an assassin. This is really impossible, the old minister doesn't believe it."
The dark side was expressionless: "Master Wen, it is true that it is because she offended the empress, which angered your majesty."
Prime Minister Wen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize who the queen was, "Queen Empress?"
After thinking for a few seconds, the corners of his eyes twitched, "It's Yu'er? Why is this all about Yu'er again?"
An Yi: "Wen Yuan insulted the empress, and even cursed her not to die well, so that he would commit a crime and insult the empress."
"Sin should be put to death."
As soon as he mentioned Wen Yu, a bit of guilt finally arose in Prime Minister Wen's heart, and it disappeared immediately, frowning.
He has never concealed his partiality.
How can Wen Yuan be compared with Yu'er.
Prime Minister Wen said slowly: "Wen Yuan is safe and peaceful on weekdays. I never thought that she would have such a guilty child... Forget it, that's the case, she should only be without this daughter."
This is indeed a shame.
But this is no wonder Prime Minister Wen.
Because.
Any kind of love is selfish, and we only care about the people we care about.
The wedding of the emperor and empress is the second year of spring.
Ten miles of red makeup is beautiful.
This wedding was really grand and luxurious to the extreme, so many years later, the people of Dayan still remember the prosperous time.
The day of the wedding.
The prime minister's mansion is also full of lanterns and festoons, colored silk flies, glazed lanterns rotate to give light, and the rockery and green ponds are beautiful.
But at dawn, Fu Yue was urged to put on makeup by the maid.
The elderly mother helped her up, and the kind-looking old woman combed her hair and hummed softly:
"Comb to the end,
Comb twice until the white hair and eyebrows,
Three combs to the children and grandchildren,
Four combs to four silver bamboo shoots,
..."
The bronze mirror is yellowish and slightly blurred, and the beauty is still beautiful.
Far mountain eyebrows, crimson lips.
Fu Yue's delicate and pale eyebrows, because of the makeup, and the scarlet wedding gown, actually made her look alive and fragrant.
It is a thin and delicate beauty.
The prime minister's wife sitting next to Fu Yue was crying. She took a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her eyes, "My Yu'er is going to be married tomorrow, my mother can't bear you!"
Hearing the familiar cry of Madam Prime Minister, Fu Yue's eyelids twitched.
The brain hurts a little.
She raised her hand and gently pulled the sleeve of the prime minister's wife, and whispered: "Mother, it's almost all right. It's not the first time you have been married. Don't cry like you really are.
Madam Prime Minister: "..."
She patted Fu Yue's hand gently, "What are you talking about, you don't have a door on your mouth."
Although I said so.
But after being so troubled by Fu Yue, the prime minister's wife really couldn't cry.
Even faintly wanted to laugh.
The queen married.
Yanci naturally also participated.
Staring at the thin and thin figure not far away, Yan Ci's eyes were in a trance, and there was no expression on Bai Xijun's face.
No one of the other ministers dared to go up and talk to Yan Ci, because they all knew what was going on, so naturally they didn't dare to go up and touch the mold.
suddenly.
Yan Ci stood up, his white fingers clinging to a glass of wine, and a clear and moist voice sounded in the hall, not rushing.
"My minister wishes the emperor's wife... a happy wedding."
The hall was silent for an instant.
The officials looked at each other.
This, what does King Ning want to do?
Yan Ci smiled, then raised his hand, raised his head, and drank his glass of wine.
The moon meets the clouds, the flowers meet the breeze, the night sky tonight is beautiful, and you... also beautiful.