"Why do you care if it's a man or a woman?" Yan Huaishi rolled his eyes and smiled, "You haven't been to the ocean, and you don't know that some countries have very enlightened folk customs. When I was ten years old, I went overseas with my third uncle to Pu country. A man and a woman hugging each other and dancing on the street, that’s what we call romantic.”
"Really?" Hua Qiong had a look of leisurely fascination on his face, "I really want to see it."
She saw faint traces of sweat on Yan Huaishi's face, her heart softened, and she took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. Yan Huaishi was talking happily, but she suddenly approached her, the delicate wrist dangling in front of her eyes, and the fragrance of her sleeves Faintly, there was a burst of warmth on the face, a shock in the heart, and subconsciously gave way.
At this moment, Hua Qiong's hand stopped, Yan Huaishi was startled immediately, he quickly smiled and went to pick up her handkerchief, saying: "You are pregnant, and you need to take care of me, I will do it myself."
Hua Qiong looked at him, smiled, and handed him the handkerchief. Yan Huaishi absent-mindedly wiped it a few times, hesitated and said: "Mother asked when the wedding will be held, look..."
"Let's talk about it after the baby is born." Hua Qiong was silent for a while, then said, "With your current status, you are going to have a big banquet for guests, and it won't look good with your belly up."
Yan Huaishi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her with a grateful smile, and said: "That's good, I will give you the most beautiful and grand wedding at that time, so that the blood-splattered rescue of the ancestral hall will not be in vain. Ender."
"Huaishi." Hua Qiong raised his eyes and stared at him brightly, "Is there only Ende between us?"
Yan Huaishi didn't expect her to ask such a direct question suddenly, he opened his mouth, feeling a little flustered for a moment.
The woman opposite was delicate and clean, not stunning, but her brows were full of heroism, she was a woman with an extremely outstanding temperament, not at all like a private school student or a talented wife.
And based on what he knew of her since childhood, she was worthy of any man in the world.
When he was seven years old, he knew for the first time that his mother was in the nunnery. He ran dozens of miles to rush there in one night. At the age of eight, she commanded the students in her school to carry a ladder, and took him to climb the wall to meet his mother in broad daylight. He hugged his mother and cried underneath, and she sat on the wall to watch over him.
At the age of nine, he was grounded by his family because he often went to visit his mother secretly. At that time, his mother was seriously ill and wanted to see him. She ran over alone, climbed over the wall and entered the woodshed, took a kitchen knife and cut off the latch, and pulled him away without saying a word.
At the age of twelve, the nunnery received an order from the head of the nunnery, forbidding him to visit his mother, and strictly guarding all sides. She took a hoe and dug a dog hole in the west wall of the nunnery, and ordered him to go in. He felt ashamed and refused. , she kicked his ass, and scolded him viciously, "A man doesn't stick to trifles. Today you can't drill a hole, and tomorrow you can't stand being bullied. From now on, you will be in Yan's house, and there will be no place to bury you when you die!"
He sneaked into the dog hole to see his mother for many years. It was only after a long time that he realized that she had been in the dog hole longer than him. Steamed bun.
He has always respected her, obeyed her, and appreciated her. When the ancestral hall was trapped, he listened to the fearless conflict between her and the Yan family outside the door, and tears welled up in his eyes. He answered the question "Will you marry me" without hesitation? , It was the voice of the heart at that time.
If you want to marry, you must marry, otherwise he will not be able to pass the test of conscience. She is his wife, so if you decide, you won't think about it anymore.
However, when this question was thrown in front of him, he suddenly felt at a loss. To marry is an obligation, a responsibility, and a necessity. Then, what else
They are childhood sweethearts who are not in love with each other.
They are half-way couples brought together by a family turmoil.
And in the past twenty years, he has listened to his mother countless times. He is a descendant of Yan and Chen's two great families, and a descendant of Yan's noble royal blood.
The more I hear it, the more it seems to be the case.
The woman on the opposite side looked over with clear eyes. In an instant, the images of his mother's teaching and her companionship over the years flashed across his mind, and he stood there in a daze, not knowing how to answer.
Hua Qiong laughed again.
She laughed loudly, pushed Yan Huaishi, and said: "It's really a stupid question, no wonder I asked you, and I really am, I'm almost married, why do you ask these things."
"Yeah." Yan Huaishi wiped his face with a veil indiscriminately, "We are almost married, we are almost married..."
"Go and get busy." Hua Qiong pushed him, watching Yan Huaishi walk away as if fleeing.
She stood in the corridor for a long time, leaning on the pillars, watching the clouds in the sky, the wind blowing, watching Feng Zhiwei in the yard behind her carefully take away the box placed by the window, and then closed the window again, as if I was afraid that the box would be wet by sudden rain.
After a long time, she smiled slightly.
Feng Zhiwei didn't know that the Yan couple had such an important conversation in the corridor, she looked at the sky outside with concern, thinking that it was rare for Young Master Gu to go out by himself and don't know what to do, so don't get caught in the rain.
The box sent by Yan Huaishi was quietly placed on the table. It was not a common jade box, but a light green wood with a natural beautiful pattern of returning wind and dancing snow. It was very elegant, with a golden mandala on the edge. Luo Hua is the style on Ning Yi's cloak. The flowers and leaves are enchanting, and they are incompatible with the overall elegance of the wooden box, but they give off a strange charm, which also resembles the overall feeling of Ning Yi.
This person... Makes a box to be a second self, Feng Zhiwei couldn't help but smile slightly, caressing the smooth wood of the tentacles, but I have to admire Ning Yi's vision, compared to the expensive and vulgar Things of gold and jade, the box itself, is very much to her liking.
What's in the box
Looking at the box, you can tell that it is not a regular jewelry, or a rare plaything in southern Fujian? Or what is the panacea for her body? Or is it just a prank, opening the box and popping out two other pen monkeys
It's hard for him to lead the army, worry about military affairs, and even have the leisure to buy gifts for her.
Feng Zhiwei held her cheeks and stared at the box, her eyes fluttered, carefully thinking about what would be inside, she was not in a hurry to open the box, she felt that the mood of lightly joyful guessing about the gift was also very beautiful.