The envoys from the foreign vassals are about to arrive in the capital in the near future, and there is also a prince accompanying them. It has long been rumored that they are coming to marry their relatives.
Fu Miaohan complied with Fu's mother's request, and went into her brother's house to open the window to let the air in, so as not to make the sick person even worse.
"Brother, you don't even know that it is rumored that the people from the foreign vassal came here to ask for marriage."
"Think about the ten princesses in the royal family who have also reached the age to discuss marriage, and the noble concubine is not happy, so I don't know if they will be married far away."
"Brother, I heard from my sisters that the princesses who married far away in the past didn't end well, and the foreigners still have a habit of sharing wives. You say that the princess is really married, so what should I do?"
Fu Miaohan watched Fu Hongwen's reaction carefully while talking, and saw that the other party still hadn't changed much, but his fingers tightened the bedding little by little, and couldn't help sighing: "Although I don't know what happened to the princess and elder brother that day, But my little sister, I see that the princess usually looks at you with affection."
"Brother, you have known the princess for so long. To exaggerate, you saw her slowly blooming from the buds. Are you willing to let such a good girl be picked up by others, marry far away and be wasted in other places?"
But he is not a girl.
Fu Hongwen swallowed this sentence, he knew he couldn't say it. Whether it's for the Fu family or for Zhao Lixin.
As Fu Miaohan said, he couldn't bear it, just thinking about him being in someone else's arms, or him smiling like a flower while holding someone else, he couldn't bear it. What's more, when he thinks that he will be used as a pawn in the marriage, he will never see each other again in this life.
He looked at his appearance from a small size to the present, just a little possibility made his heart ache.
But what Zhao Lixin said is correct, men and men are contrary to common sense, can he really risk the world to be with him? Can he really live up to his parents' upbringing and make the Fu family have no descendants
The complicated and intertwined emotions made Fu Hongwen escape, and even dared not see Zhao Lixin.
Seeing that her elder brother's face was a little moved, Fu Miaohan felt hopeful, and added fuel to the fire: "In two days, when the foreign vassal enters the capital, she will definitely be favored by the character and appearance of a princess. Whether we will never see each other again, whether we will live or die, we don’t know.”
Fu Miaohan's words were like a sharp knife, cutting off Fu Hongwen's tight strings at once. Not caring about his own body, he hurriedly put on his clothes and was about to enter the palace.
He can't, he can't see him being pushed into the fire pit like this.
Zhao Lixin had just received a summons from Concubine Liu Gui, all she wanted was to ask him to dress up well on the day he met the foreign feudal vassal, so as not to disgrace the royal family. But he should have recognized that thought early on, it was nothing more than wishing that he would marry far away, so as to completely cut off his own future.
After coaxing Concubine Liu Gui respectfully and respectfully, on the way back to the palace, he ran into Fu Hongwen who was in a state of embarrassment. The man in his memory who always looked straight at the sky like a bamboo, proud of the heat and cold, was now thin and thin, with fluffy hair and clothes Standing in front of him messily and panting.
"I've made up my mind." The man with warm and affectionate eyebrows struggled for a long time. It was disrespectful to call him by his first name, and it was inappropriate to call him a princess. Finally, he took a deep breath: "I've made up my mind. I promised that day that I won't Change again. I am willing to cut off my official career and never change the position of ten princess consorts for the rest of my life."
"No matter what your identity is, when I think that I will never see you smiling at me again, I feel very uncomfortable."
"If you wish, just let me be a poor man." Fu Hongwen adjusted his clothes, looked at the "girl" in front of him as he did that day, and said sincerely: "I want to treat you well, and I only want to treat you well in this life. good for you."
The sun is so big today. Zhao Lixin thought.
Can't you? The scorching sun made him a little dizzy, his nose was still a little sore, and there was even a layer of mist in his eye sockets. Zhao Lixin heard her hoarse voice, with a little nasal sound, and asked him softly as before: "Teacher, do you take me seriously?"
Dazed by the girl with red eyes back then, Fu Hongwen's heart is not only unbearable at the moment, it is almost broken: "Naturally it is true."
Everything I say is true, but what about you? Are you willing to give up that position and be my wife
"If I want you to go with me to ask for grace in front of my father, would you like it?" Zhao Lixin sniffed, pinching the handkerchief in her hand: "Are you sure, you can give up you for such a me?" Is it a bright future?"
"I can."
With a firm answer, Zhao Lixin couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart. He thought, forget it, without the love of mother and concubine, without the attention of father and emperor, without that superior position. But he has Fu Hongwen, and he only has Fu Hongwen in this life.
He can give up his official career for himself, so what about giving up the throne for himself
Seeing that Fu Hongwen was still standing there dumbfoundedly looking at him, Zhao Lixin raised his chin and snorted coldly: "What? Do you want to go back on what the Taifu just said? Why don't you go with Bengong to ask Father Huang for a piece?" grace?"
Hearing this, Fu Hongwen held back his joy, but when he walked beside Zhao Lixin, he couldn't help but walk lightly. It was even more so... no, it was even more so after he really obtained grace from the emperor, Fu Hongwen didn't know what year it was at all.
He never thought that it would be so easy to get Grace. After today, Zhao Lixin will be his fiancée, and soon, he will become his wife.
But thinking of Zhao Lixin's identity, Fu Hongwen felt a little uneasy, and slightly pursed his lips: "Will you regret it?"
Zhao Lixin also understood what the other party meant, and the original joy faded a lot in an instant.
Is it worth giving up the throne so simply for Fu Hongwen? As long as he becomes his wife, he will no longer be able to appear in front of everyone as a man in this life. A prince who disguised himself as a woman and even married someone was destined to miss that position.
He has also thought a lot, he is not willing to be subordinated, he does not want to be a famous minister who assists the emperor, it is nothing more than his dissatisfaction with why Concubine Liu Gui has treated him unfairly these years, and he is not willing to let his fate be controlled by others. But when Fu Hongwen's accident happened, no one would say to himself as firmly as Fu Hongwen that he was willing to trade a lifetime of official career for his own good.
Even if it is a lie, he is willing to accept it.
Back then, he designed it like that, and he planned every step of the way. He originally wanted to use Fu Hongwen's kindness to achieve his ambitions. Unexpectedly, Mr. Wen Run has become his favorite since then.
What Fu Hongwen said was wrong, he was obviously his bright moon.
Zhao Lixin knew that if he missed Fu Hongwen, he would never find the person who coaxed him to carry the grass handle full of candied haws, and he would never find the person who would gently touch him after he was drunk that day. He told him that he would treat him well in the future.
The author has something to say:
I really like this kind of feeling that treats myself as the only one and is willing to pay for it.