"good."
He lowered his eyelashes, obediently did not step forward, and stood outside the courtyard, "Then I'll go back."
The girl nodded, then turned and left.
The figure disappeared into the night.
When she returned to the study, the maid served tea and said to her with a smile: "I heard that you went out with your highness, the master is very happy about it."
Seeing that the girl was drinking tea and did not reply, the maid blinked again and said, "You came back with His Highness, why are you still sleeping in the study..."
Mentioning this, the Demon King lazily raised his eyes, and snorted coldly, "People don't like me to touch them, so why should I hang on to them eagerly."
"Ah?" The maid was a little surprised, "You are so kind to your highness, you prepared the wedding and wedding dress by yourself, and you even wrote for Hongsha..."
Before she finished speaking, the girl frowned impatiently, put down her teacup, "Shut up, don't mention it."
These stupid things. She wanted to forget it quickly.
shame!
After all, the empress is a man marrying a woman. It is a bit novel for her to marry a wife for the first time.
So I prepared the wedding and wedding clothes by myself, and wrote the name for the red hijab myself.
Little Poor has a rough life, but it doesn't matter - after covering her wedding dress, he is hers, so no one will bully him in the future.
result.
did not expect.
Even the red gauze couldn't be lifted by hand.
Stupid!
Demon King Xia took another sip of tea, the more he drank it, the more he felt sad and bubbling, so he put the teacup on the table.
"Don't mention it in the future! Sleep!"
…
…
Nan Huai stood in the courtyard for a while, then bowed his head and went back slowly.
After returning to the room.
He suddenly remembered something, opened the cabinet, his eyes swept from top to bottom, and only at the bottom, he saw a corner of red.
At that time, the warm red was stuffed at the bottom because some people didn't cherish it.
Because do not cherish. Therefore, that piece of warmth will not come back.
The young man stood silently for a few seconds, reached out and gently took out the red gauze, his white fingertips brushed over the delicate patterns on it, and suddenly paused slightly.
— The wedding dress was sent by the Yun family.
It was supposed to be prepared by the royal family, but the Yun family took over everything for the wedding, and even specially sent wedding clothes.
Said that the eldest lady specially ordered it.
Nan Huai's eyes scanned slowly, only to see two crooked words written on one corner of the red gauze.
"Yun Xia".
He was stunned for a while, then raised his slender fingers, and lightly stroked the two crooked words.
If it is a professional master, the embroidery worker will not be so crooked.
Those two words can never be...
An unbelievable thought popped into his mind, Nan Huai was completely stunned, and after taking a breath, his heart suddenly beat a lot faster.
Any man in this world would be envious of such a thoughtful wedding.
Besides, there is this piece of red yarn—
It is impossible for any wife-lord to value her husband so much that she embroiders her name with her own hands.
The snow-clothed boy's knuckles were tightened, and his color was slightly whitish, but his beautiful eyes were only staring at the red yarn, his mood was so stiff that he was a little dull.
Why, why did you do this to him
Especially after what he did...
He pushed her away on their wedding night, saying he hated her.
He felt that the gifts she sent from the palace servants were cheap and meaningless, and he didn't take them to heart.
Push each other away again and again.
But now looking at this piece of red gauze, she was completely at a loss and stunned.
No wonder.
No wonder she was so surprised when she saw that she was not wearing a red gauze on her wedding night.
She must have wanted to open it by herself...
(end of this chapter)