Chapter one hundred and sixty-five, the hustle and bustle

Those who left with the past and sadness, she has not continued to stand in place, after a long walk, she finally found a man can let her settle down.

Fu Fei-cheng left without a word to Zhao Zhen, which also let Zhao Zhen did not continue to think about what they would be like after.

It's full of people, lots of noise. Everyone's got that very comfortable smile on their faces, not that phony feeling you get when you're a queen. It's... It's family. It's warm.

This kind of feeling is still a bit strange to Zhao Zhen, after all, she has never really felt the warmth of family.

"Princess, the general has already left. " After finishing the worship hall, Zhao Zhen came to the marriage room with the eldest son Jing and sat on the bed waiting for the passage of time, waiting for dark. Zhao Zhen and just entered the house, just sat down when Ling walked in.

Looking at that sitting on the couch wearing a red wedding dress Zhao Zhen, expressionless face said.

"What about you? " Zhao Zhen raised his head and looked at the familiar face through the veil. "Why didn't you follow them away? "

"I stay to protect the princess. " Ling always speaks with a cold tone, and it is precisely because of this moment such a tone will let Zhao Zhen feel now Ling is very reluctant. He doesn't want to be alone...

"If you don't want to, you can choose to leave. Just tell Fu Fei-cheng that this is my order. " Zhao Zhen opened her mouth and said, then she lifted her head, because there are only two of them now.

As she spoke, she walked up to Ling and said, "I am here now, and no one can hurt me. Because I am protected by the prime minister, you need not worry about me. You need not worry about me... "

Ling looked at Zhao Zhen, eyes with surprise, never know the original dress up with Gold Crown Queen unexpectedly so good-looking. I can't take my eyes off you...

"I would like to stay. " They do not know, Ling has long been accustomed to the kind of only their own lonely life. So at the moment even if it is true to always stay at Zhao Zhen's side, he is also indifferent: "I will protect the princess. If there is nothing else, the subordinate retired. "

After saying this, Ling went out.

From then on, this prime minister's office was his home. He had to look into the eyes of many strangers every day, but he was used to it. Inside, it's empty. There's nothing left.

Looking at Ling to go out, Zhao Zhen in the heart still really a bit began to worry. Worry, Ling oneself a person may not adapt. And oneself side, still have two small servant girls to bring now big Wei. If they see each other often, this should be a good thing for Ling.

Zhao Zhen does not want to arrange so good, after all Ling is not a child, these things can solve themselves.

Not long after Ling went out, several women came in. Zhao Zhen sees them to dress luxuriantly, but this luxuriant still has some vulgar, do not have the feeling that makes a person infatuate with. Like a showgirl in an art gallery.

Zhao Zhen looked at the expression on their faces and said nothing.

"Alas, the prime minister did not know how to think, how to leave such a princess? I see, such a look is not good! " saw a few people in Zhao Zhen looked around, began to say.

Zhao Zhen covered her head. After Ling had left, she returned to the bedside. The women could not see the expression on her face. If it were up to her, she'd just have to suck it up on her wedding day. But now, she is the identity of the princess of the Big Wei, how could it be possible to endure a few women who have no identity at all in front of their own self-righteous?

Thinking about it, Zhao Zhen then raised his hand and gently lifted the top of his head, the corners of his mouth with a faint smile, but his eyes were unusually cold.

Zhao Zhen knows what these women are thinking of, after all oneself but princess, some capricious have a little temper that is affirmative. But these two days of quiet, they feel that it is not so simple. What we just said is nothing more than a provocation.

Those several people see Zhao Zhen lift hijab head, that moment a few women are stunned, because they have never seen a half delicate phoenix crown, golden crown is lifelike butterfly, dancing is very vivid. And the hairpin inserted in the inside of the hair on both sides of the hairpin is exquisite gold baby's breath, just like the real general, very realistic!

Moreover, Zhao Zhen still has a matchless noble face, a few women see immediately after Aphasia. They had never seen a woman so beautiful, with such The Empress Dowager and smiles!

Zhao Zhen good-looking, this Hua Gao ministers and princes can be known, after all, that day in the court above they have seen. However, no one has the courage to marry Zhao Zhen back home, after all, Zhao Zhen is a princess, certainly is not a role to provoke.

"You, just say what? " That pair of eyes, as if there is a cold frost from the inside a little overflow, a few women looked at that eyes, are stunned. Dare not speak, after the reaction will look at the side of the person.

Then I suddenly realized that I had chickened out at the last moment, and then coughed. The woman who looked directly at Zhao Zhen raised her head and said, "why? Don't you accept it? You think if it weren't for your status, the prime minister would marry you? "

Smell speech, Zhao Zhen then can not help sneer at: "You know, if stand on this position above is you, you can be what kind? "

"What kind! " The woman in order to cover up own timidity, also intentionally amplified the voice.

"It's the look of nothing. Even you, a princess, can not be a prime minister's woman. I take it you are all unwed girls? It's a pity, it's already like this. If you can't get married again, you won't have a chance in the future!"Zhao Zhen smiled weakly, there was a lot of sarcasm in that tone. Suddenly said these girls began to stare small eyes.

"You say who can not marry! " Luo Paper Kite angry foot: "Ah, I am so angry! I tell you, you are no longer what the princess, you are just a prime lady. "

"Yes, now I am the prime minister's wife, don't you all give the prime minister face? Or do you want to see the prime minister angry with you? " Zhao Zhen stood in front of the three men, although three people seem to be not much different words, but because temperament is there, so Zhao Zhen looked at several people, there is always a sense of condescension.

"You, now here only you! " Luo Paper Kite said after, looked at his two people around: "You two, give her some color to see! "