Yan Jun was rubbing her temples with a headache, her eyes were closed, her eyelashes were trembling like a butterfly about to fly, her pale face added a bit of fragile beauty to him.
He smiled wryly.
How can it be
… How could she be alive, how could it be possible.
Yan Jun suddenly coughed, he coughed fiercely, his pale fingertips pressed against his thin lips, and a smear of blood snaked on his beautiful fingertips, he wiped off the blood on his lips indifferently, as if he didn't care about it at all. on heart.
He was obviously not yet thirty years old, but his long hair was already mixed with several strands of silver.
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What is the luckiest thing in the world
It is nothing more than reunion after a long absence, lost and found again.
The two countries met, and the envoy sent by Southern Chu to Northern Liang was Chu Yunluo, the princess regent who had been well-known over the years.
Fu Yue has not seen Yan Jun for several years.
She never expected that Yan Jun would change so much.
The handsome young man was as stunning as he was back then, and the years hadn't left half a mark on his face, but his hair, which was like splashed ink, was dyed with silver threads.
When Fu Yue was looking at him, Yan Jun's eyes also fell on Princess Zhaoyang.
However, with just one glance, it can no longer be moved away.
Fu Yue didn't seem to notice the man's burning gaze. She stood up, walked towards the high-ranking emperor of Beiliang, bowed down to salute, and then raised the wine glass in her hand, "Zhaoyang sees Emperor Yan, I have heard a lot about it for a long time. Big name, it’s better to see you at once.”
The phoenix eyes under the woman's mask are extremely beautiful, narrow and sharp, almost exactly the same as the eyes in Yan Jun's memory.
Yan Jun stared at her all the time.
As if immersed in his own thoughts for a while.
Until the eunuch next to him carefully reminded Yan Jun, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
Only then did Yan Jun suddenly come back to her senses, and reluctantly withdrew her gaze, suppressing the deep emotions in her eyes, and said, "Princess, you're so polite."
As he spoke, he also raised his slender fingers, picked up the white jade cup on the table, and drank Fu Yue's wine respectfully.
…
This visit to Beiliang, on the surface, is a meeting between the two countries, but in fact it is just a banquet related to marriage.
Yan Jun stared at Fu Yue the whole time.
Fu Yue can be regarded as seeing what it feels like to have Rumang on his back.
"..."
I saw Yan Jun again.
It is night time.
Fu Yue pushed open the door of the inn, and saw a familiar slender figure standing straight in front of the window.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the man just happened to turn his head around.
A pair of black jade-like eyes looked at her—
Fu Yue raised her eyebrows: "Why is Emperor Yan here, but I am really flattered by this palace."
Yan Jun looked at her without saying a word, just staring at her with a pair of eyes.
a long time.
"Yun Ke... Long time no see."
Seeing that Yan Jun directly revealed her identity, Fu Yue walked in, closed the door with her hand, and then walked up to Yan Jun.
"Emperor Yan—"
Before Fu Yue could speak, she was shocked by the scene in front of her.
Standing in front of her, this proud emperor raised his hand and lifted his robe, bent his knees towards her, and then stretched out his hand to hold a corner of her clothes.
Fu Yue's pupils shrank.
Did Yan Jun kneel down towards her
"... what are you doing?"
Fu Yue frowned and wanted to leave, but Yan Jun hugged her waist directly from behind.
He said, "Don't go."
The voice was soft, but trembling.