"It's not because of this," Du Heng whispered as he took the hot tea from the stove, "I'm afraid you'll burn your hands."
Princess Jing'an was startled, then lowered her head and lowered her voice: "You are so clumsy, you don't need to be like this..."
"Who said you are stupid?" Du Heng took out the rose and put it in the kettle, while looking back at Princess Jing'an, "I just feel sorry for you."
At this time, Princess Jing'an was completely speechless, but the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up. She turned her head and looked out the window, looking far into the distance, she saw a lake of lanterns, overflowing with light, beautiful and peaceful.
"Drink some hot tea to warm yourself up." Du Heng put the tea on the small table and sat down.
Princess Jing'an held the tea cup, took a sip, and said softly: "I have never been used to drinking Pu'er before. I always thought the taste of Pu'er was weird, but the Pu'er you cook always tastes so delicious."
Du Heng couldn't help but curled his lips: "I remember the first time in the palace, when I cooked Pu'er for you, you praised my craftsmanship."
Princess Jing'an was slightly startled when she thought of the scene at that time, a little sad. At that time, she was still chanting sutras and practicing Buddhism every day. Everyone said that the sea of suffering was boundless, and when she turned back, she found the shore. But she felt that there was a sea of suffering in all directions, no matter where she looked, They are all boundless seas of suffering.
"At that time, I thought, it would be great if I could make tea for you for the rest of my life." Du Heng said softly.
Princess Jing'an suddenly froze and looked at Du Heng in disbelief: "At that time... you were already... at that time..."
"Yes, I only had you in my eyes at that time," Du Heng stopped Princess Jing'an's words and reached out to hold Princess Jing'an's hand that was trembling with nervousness. "That day was the first time I saw you. I used to I didn’t believe the story about love at first sight in the play, about how the living can die and the dead can make sour remarks. I thought it was really shabby and embarrassing, but after that day I believed it.”
Princess Jing'an's eyes turned slightly red: "... But, I have let you down for so long."
"Axiu, you didn't," Du Heng said hurriedly, reaching out to wipe the tears from the corners of Princess Jing'an's eyes, "As long as you are willing to respond to me, it will be worth it no matter how long I wait."
"But...but I don't deserve you to treat me like this," Princess Jing'an's tears became more and more violent, and she sobbed, "Du Heng, everyone in the world knows that I was once someone else's wife, and I have a bad reputation, and I have done so many things. You've done something extraordinary, I really... really don't deserve you... "
"Axiu, I have never dared to tell you that I really feel inferior in front of you," Du Heng said softly. He looked at Princess Jing'an sincerely and tenderly, "You are the Princess of Korea, and you are from the first-class Jing'an County. Lord, I am just a guard with no rank or rank. If I hadn’t been concerned about my identity, I wouldn’t have waited so long before I dared to confess to you. Axiu, you didn’t dislike me because of my identity. I really Very grateful.”
Princess Jing'an choked up and said: "I don't value these..."
"What a coincidence, I don't value it either," Du Heng smiled, lowered his head and gently kissed Princess Jing'an's soft white fingers, "Axiu, what I value is the person in front of me. She is gentle and demure, she is kind and pure. , her hands can make a spicy and delicious spicy cabbage stew, her eyes are like two hot springs, when she looks at me, my heart melts, I want to spend the rest of my life with her. "