The thin sunlight shone down and hit the white snow on the green brick floor, making Wen Ying's face white.
"You asked me why I didn't choose you." She stopped where she was, and her smile dropped, "Do you think I chose you?"
Yu Wenluo was stopped by a single question, and his eyes were clouded.
She frowned, "Look, you also understand. I chose him, and the second prince retreated in spite of the difficulties, and you dare not comment. If I chose you, why do you have it?"
His pupils shrank suddenly.
"Yu Wenluo, who do you think you are?" She asked him softly amidst his anxious expression, "Why do you make them afraid of you? Why do you make them afraid of you? Why do they have to love me just because you like me?" Want to back down?"
He looked at her for a moment, but the solid ice in his eyes seemed to be about to shatter.
And after she took a light breath, mist slowly formed in her bright eyes, "You are all His Majesty's sons, but the crown prince is the most special one to him after all. I choose him, he Nothing will happen. But if I choose you, what will you do?"
"If you choose me..." he repeated in a low voice.
She looked back at him, "Your Majesty will still value you again. How will the crown prince and the second prince deal with you... Although I am not important, it is a pity that I didn't get what I got. You will participate in politics next year. Together, the two of them will be completely crushed in the dust, and there will never be a bright future?" She blinked lightly, and tears rolled down, "Ah Luo, what can you get if you get me?"
This sentence was so heartbreaking that he took a deep breath, "I..." He clenched his fists in pain.
Wen Ying stopped talking, stared at him for a while, then turned around and went back to the house.
But in an instant, a force suddenly came from behind, pulling her back into his cold embrace.
"You're right." He smiled suddenly, and instead hugged her tightly, "You're all right. If I were Yu Wenhong, or even Yu Wenfen, I would have competed with them It's a pity that I'm nobody..."
She didn't struggle, but lightly grabbed his arm that was wrapped around her waist, and said, "On the contrary, your majesty and the prince must feel guilty towards you now, at least on the surface, they will definitely make up for you. I know your ability, you must be able to seize the opportunity, so that people dare not underestimate you. In the future, you will get more things than now... "
She was rambling on, and suddenly, she felt something like water slipping off her neck.
"Ah Luo?" She was startled, "You..." crying
"It's Luoxue that melted." He interrupted her hastily, and said in a low voice, "Actually, my reason for approaching you at first was not pure. I will not want to help you temporarily, I will not spend time with you, I will not feel congenial with you, and I will not slowly... Perhaps it is because of such a beginning, so I have never dared to say that I want to marry you , I always have a hunch that you will return to him sooner or later." The boy's voice was hoarse, "From the very beginning, you have been my coveted treasure in the hands of my elder brother. You don't belong to me."
She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak.
He lowered his eyelids and said: "Don't think too much, I'm so sad now, I just feel that I may not find another you in the future. If there is another person like you, I will definitely forget you completely .”
"I know," she said.
"It's good that you know." He smiled lightly, as cunning as usual. But his chin resting on her shoulder moved slightly, and he carefully rubbed her soft cheek, and then slowly let go of his hand.
The atmosphere condensed in this world of ice and snow, silently silent.
After a while, she turned around, traced his cheeks with her eyes, but laughed "puchi".
Under his puzzled gaze, she pointed her fingertips at the tip of his eyebrow, which was covered with a layer of white snow, "Old man..." She turned her hand and twirled the tip of his hair again, "White hair and white eyebrows, Arlo is getting old, and that's about it."
"Hmm..." he agreed.
She dipped snow from his hair, used his eyes focused on her as a mirror, painted it on her eyebrows little by little, and then smiled brightly at him: "Ah Luo remembers, this is what I look like when I am old. "
Yu Wenluo's heart seemed to be squeezed severely by someone, and it beat painfully and quickly. He squinted his eyes, caught off guard in her smile, held her face and kissed her.
Unlike the light kiss on her lips on the rockery, this time, he pried open her lips and kissed her deeply. He rolled between her lips, entangled fiercely and presumptuously, but she seemed to feel his hopeless struggle, and the sourness spread from the tip of her nose to her eye sockets, and she returned a soft kiss. He stopped, did not let go of her, but slowed down, and began to suck kisses bit by bit, tender and lingering, revealing his infinite nostalgia.
Snowflakes fell all over the sky and fell on the two of them, melting in this hopeless enthusiasm.
After a long time, he backed away, and the two looked at each other.
"You'll never find another like me," she asked, sipping. "You'll never forget me in your life, will you?"
He slowly kissed between her snow-covered brows, hiding the deep throbbing in the depths, and nodded lightly.
After Wen Ying returned to Wen's house, she immediately received a warm welcome. Not to mention the satisfaction of her parents, the cheap mother pulled her to tears from time to time, saying that she was promising and gave her face. Cheap dad restrained himself a little, just stroked his beard and nodded to her frequently, which made her laugh. They looked fresh to her, too.
The relationship between the sisters in the family was not good before, but now they dare not make trouble in front of her anymore, and they can't say a few words. As for the others, at least they came and went from well-established families, and they didn't flock to see something new, but they all had the same curious attitude, some came with gifts, some sent invitations. However, I heard that life in the mansion is not as free as in the palace. When she walked around the garden, some people were afraid that the wind would make her sick. I didn't want to do it again, and felt that the bride should be more honest, so I never went out.
She was like porcelain hidden in a treasure house, she was enshrined on the table and wiped every day, and she lived a boring life for a while.
It is a major event for the crown prince to establish a concubine, and the Qintian Supervisor must choose a good day. It just so happens that this year's double spring is an excellent omen, and there are many auspicious days, which will be settled soon.
During this period, there were often courteous streams of water in the palace sent to the Wenfu, in the name of the empress, and outsiders saw it as the empress who was quite satisfied with the future crown princess. But Wen Ying looked at it, and it looked a bit like the handwriting of the prince, and in addition to the scene of the palace selection, the empress had no complaints, so I really dare not think about putting money on her face.
Although the original plan has changed, when Wen Ying opened the light source map for a rare time, she suddenly found interestingly that both sides have made considerable progress. However, since they haven't seen each other for such a long time, the progress has naturally stagnated.
Finally, when the day of marriage came, the etiquette of setting up a princess was much more than when the original owner was a side concubine in her previous life. After all, she was the future mother of the country and had to accept the worship of all officials. Fortunately, it was the second time for Yu Wenhong after all, and he was familiar with the links, and arranged everything for her, and walked step by step, section by section, without any mistakes. In the evening, there is a regular banquet and a wedding night in the bridal chamber.
Wen Ying was sitting on the wedding bed covered with peanuts, red dates, longan and lotus seeds, listening to many noisy voices pouring into the wedding room, it can be said that it was very lively.
She looked under the glowing red hijab, and several little princes pushed a man in front of her, and said with a smile: "The groom's official is here to reveal the red hijab!"
The pair of boots stood motionless in front of her, without any other movements, she knew it wasn't Yu Wenhong.
Caught off guard, someone pushed the person forward, shaking his hand under the hijab, and actually lifted the red hijab without paying attention. There was a "wow" surprise in the room, and she trembled when she heard that the man had He quickly removed the hijab for her.
"Don't be afraid, they're just kidding around." He comforted her with a familiar breath pouring into his nose.
She gave a low "hmm".
At this moment, Yu Wenhong walked into the room.
In the lively wedding room, countless voices poured into his ears, but he clearly heard a female voice, coming from his bride, his princess.
[Alo...]
He held his breath and looked in the direction of the bed. At this time, Yu Wenluo had already withdrawn his eyes and walked back. When he met him, he nodded lightly and called, "Brother."
Yu Wenhong looked at Wen Ying, "You just..."
Before he could answer, the little princes were already giggling beside him: "Brother! We wanted to show the eldest brother whether the emperor's wife is beautiful in advance, so we asked the sixth brother to uncover the bride's hijab. Just hit Sixth Brother! He took off the hijab, it has nothing to do with us!"
Yu Wenluo said: "It's just being pushed over, big brother don't worry." Under his gaze, he lowered his eyes, "By the way, I wish big brother and... the emperor's sister-in-law will be united forever, and the phoenix will sing in harmony."
"Thank you."
He finally looked away, and then, under Xi Niang's reminder, he went to uncover Wenying's hijab.
As soon as Hongtong's hijab was removed, her face was revealed, and she was more grand than usual. He heard her say [I don't know how many catties of powder I can rub, what's so interesting, don't look at it! ], looking at her pretending to be shy, I couldn't help but laugh, and the emotions that had settled in my heart just now became lighter.
It was at this time that he heard a little looseness from Yu Wenluo's unbreakable heart, but he didn't know what he was talking about.
After all the dust settled, everything was silent except for the flickering candles in the wedding room.
Wen Ying sat upright with her neck stiff, and was about to forcefully twist away, but Yu Wenhong suddenly said: "Don't move." Then a pair of warm hands stretched out and pinched her neck gently. In an instant, the hairs on her neck stood on end, and a feeling of numbness came, she bit her lip to suppress the laughter, but couldn't help shrinking back.
"Tickle?" He stopped and asked.
"Well, only I can do it myself, and no one else can." She explained as if she was afraid that he would misunderstand.
"I know." He asked someone to come in and take away her Fengguanxiapei, and when the maid was about to leave, he said, "Go let the kitchen cook a bowl of wontons..." He glanced at her, "Shrimp and pork stuffing, don't put ginger, "
The palace maid had never heard such a trivial request from the prince, she was taken aback for a moment, and then hurriedly responded and withdrew.
Wen Ying's expression was full of eagerness, as if she wanted to open her mouth to say "two bowls", but held back. Seeing this, he chuckled softly: "I ate a lot during the banquet, and I ordered wontons for you." After he drank the wine, the corners of his eyes that used to be heavy were tinged with drunken red, and his expression was much gentler.
Not surprised, she peeked at him quietly.
No, has this prince also been time-traveled, did he take the wrong script
But Yu Wenhong only heard her say [Has this prince been [beep—] too, did he take [beep—] by mistake?], Can't help but look at her suspiciously.