The faint sunlight shone down, hitting the white snow on the blue brick floor, and the face of Wenying was also white.
"You asked me why I didn't choose you." She stopped at the same place and laughed down. "Do you think this is my choice?"
Yu Wenluo was asked by a word, and his eyes were clouded.
She bent her eyebrows. "Look, you know. I chose him, and the second prince retreated, and you dare not put your beak. If I choose you, what are you doing?"
His pupils shrank suddenly.
"Yu Wenluo, who do you think you are?" She asked him softly in his anxious complexion, "Why do you make them afraid of you? Why do you make them fear you? Why do you have to like me because they like me?" Concession? "
He looked at her momentarily, and the strong ice in his eyes seemed to be shattered.
And after she gasped lightly, water mist slowly appeared in those bright eyes, "You are all His Majesty's sons, but the prince is the most special one for him. I chose him, he Nothing will happen. But if I choose you, what will you do? "
"If you chose me ..." he repeated in a low voice.
She looked back at him, "Your Majesty will still value you again, how will the prince and the second prince deal with you ... Although I am not important, I have regrets for not getting what I have. After all, you will participate in politics next year. The two of them joined together to be completely crushed in the dust, and there will never be a day when they will come out? "She blinked, and tears rolled down." Alo, you got me, what can you get? "
This sentence was so irritating that he took a deep breath. "I ..." He clenched his fist in pain.
Wen Ying stopped talking and stared at him for a moment before turning back to the house.
But in an instant, a force came suddenly behind him, dragging her back and dragging him into his cold embrace.
"You're right." He laughed suddenly. The opposite is the action of holding her tight. "You're right. If I were Yu Wenhong, even Yu Wenyun, they would compete with them. It 's a pity that I 'm nobody ... "
Instead of struggling, she lightly grasped his arms gathered around her waist and said, "On the contrary, now your majesty and the prince must be ashamed of you, at least on the bright side, they will definitely compensate you. I know your Ability, you must be able to seize the opportunity and make people dare not to underestimate you. In the future, you will get more things than now ... "
She chattered, and found that something like water had slipped off her neck.
"Alo?" She was startled, "You ..." crying?
"It's falling snow." He interrupted her hurriedly, and whispered, "Actually, my original purpose of approaching you was not simple, I don't say it, but you must have guessed it. If you weren't seeing you with your brother I do n't want to help you temporarily, I do n't spend time with you, I do n't feel that I 'm in agreement with you, I do n't take it slowly ... Maybe there is such a beginning, so I never dare to say I want to marry you for Wife, I always have a hunch that you will come back to him sooner or later. "The boy's voice was hoarse." From the beginning, you were my coveted, the treasure in the hands of your brother. You don't belong to me. "
She opened her mouth, but she was speechless.
He lowered his eyelids and said: "Don't think too much, I'm so sad now, but I feel that I may not find another you in the future. If there is another person like you, I must forget you cleanly. . "
"I know." She said.
"Just know it." He smiled lightly, as cunningly as usual. But his chin against her shoulder nest moved slightly, carefully rubbing her soft cheeks, and then slowly let go of her hand.
The atmosphere condensed in the ice and snow, silently silent.
After a moment, she turned around and traced his cheek, but laughed out loud.
In his puzzled eyes, her fingertips were pointed at the tip of his eyebrow, which was covered with a layer of white snow. "Her husband ..." The hand turned and twisted his hair tip again, "White hair white eyebrow , Alor is old, about this way. "
"Um ..." He should be at peace.
She dipped the snow from his hair, took him to look at her eyes as a mirror, and painted her eyebrows bit by bit, then smiled brilliantly at him: "Allo remembers, this is how I am old. "
Yu Wenluo's heart was beaten fiercely, beating quickly and painfully. He narrowed his eyes, and in her smile, caught her face and kissed it.
It wasn't like a soft kiss that fell on her lips on the rockery. This time, he pried open her lips and teeth and kissed her deeply. He twirled between her lips, entangled fiercely and arrogantly, but she seemed to feel his hopeless struggle, the sourness spreading from the tip of her nose to her eyes, and she kissed gently. He paused, didn't let go of her, but his movements slowed down, and he started to kiss slowly and gently, revealing his infinite nostalgia.
The snow drifted across the sky and fell on the two of them, melting in this desperate enthusiasm.
For a long time, he backed away and the two looked at each other.
"You can no longer find someone like me." She sipped and asked, "You will never forget me in your life, do you?"
He slowly kissed her snowy white eyebrows, hiding the deep throbbing deep in the depths, and nodded lightly.
*
Wen Ying immediately received a warm welcome after returning to Wen's house. There is no need to mention her parents 'satisfaction. The cheap mother sometimes pulls her to tears, saying that she has good luck and makes her face. The cheap dad converged a little, but just nodded at her with a whisker, and smiled at her. She thinks they are quite new.
The relationship between sisters in the family used to be normal, and now they dare not make a second before her, and can't say a few words. As for the other people, there are people who have identities anyway, and there is no swarm of swarms to see something new, but the attitude of curiosity is the same, there are those who visit the gift, and those who send invitations. However, the days in Wenfuzhong were not as free as in the palace. She walked around in the garden, and some people were afraid that the wind would make her "prince concubine". She followed her step by step, holding a stove, holding an umbrella, and picking up her skirt. Not wanting to come back again, the conscious bride still had to be honest and never went out.
She was like porcelain hidden in a treasure trove. She was put on a table and wiped every day, and she had a boring day.
It is a big event for the crown prince to set up the concubine, and he has to choose a good day. This year's Shuangchun is a good sign. There are many lucky days, and it is settled quickly.
During this period, courtesy and running water were often sent to Wenfu in the palace. Under the name of Queen Mother, outsiders met only when the Queen Mother was quite satisfied with the future prince. Ke Wenying looked like a prince's handwriting, plus the scene of the palace selection, the queen's lady didn't have to say anything about it, and she didn't dare to think about the gold paste on her face.
Although the original plan has changed, but when it is rare to open the light source map at the same time, it is suddenly interesting to find that there have been considerable progress on both sides. But after not seeing each other for such a long period of time, the progress naturally stagnate.
Finally, it was the wedding day, but the etiquette of the concubine was much more than that of the former concubine. After all, it was the future mother of the country, and she had to accept the worship of the hundred officials. Fortunately, Yu Wenhong was the second time after all. She was familiar with all the links and arranged for her. Step by step, she walked step by step without error. In the evening, the party is a regular feast, and the cave night.
Wen Ying sat on the bed covered with peanuts, red dates, longan and lotus seeds, and heard the loud noise from the marriage room, which can be said to be very lively.
She looked under the glowing red hijab, and several little princes arched a man to her, and said with a smile: "Groom official is coming to expose the red hijab!"
The boots stood still before her, no other movement, she knew it was not Yu Wenhong.
Unexpectedly, the man was pushed forward by someone, and his hand shook under the hijab. He actually lifted the red hijab inadvertently. There was a "wow" surprise in the room. She listened, and the man was Quickly blocked the hijab for her.
"Don't be afraid, they are playing around." A familiar breath poured into his nose, and he comforted her.
She murmured.
Just then, Yu Wenhong entered the room.
In the lively wedding room, whether it is in the center of the mouth, countless voices poured into his ears, but he clearly heard a female voice from his bride and his princess.
[Allo ...]
His breath was stagnant and he looked in the direction of Hi-bed. At this time, Yu Wenluo had retracted his gaze and walked back. When he looked at him, he nodded and shouted, "Big Brother."
Yu Wenhong looked at Wenying, "You just ..."
Waiting for his answer, the little princes were already laughing and laughing: "Big Brother! We want to see if the Huangsao is beautiful for the big brother in advance, so let the 6th brother expose the bride's hijab, the big brother wants Just hit Sixth Brother! It 's his cover, he has nothing to do with us! "
Yu Wenluo said: "It's just being pushed in the past, don't worry about it." He looked down at him, "Yes, I wish my brother and Huangsao will always be concentric, Luanfeng and Ming."
"Thank you."
He finally looked away, and then under the reminder of Xi Niang, went to reveal the hijab of Sakura.
As soon as Hong Tong's hijab went away, her face was exposed, and Fu Fan Shi Zhu was grander than usual. He heard her saying, "I don't know if I can rub off a few pounds of powder. What's so beautiful, don't read it!" ], Look at her pretending to be a shy look, suddenly can not help Jun, just before the emotions settled in the heart, unconsciously became lighter.
It was at this time that from the unbreakable heart of Yu Wenluo, he heard a little looseness, but did not know what to say.
After all the dust had settled, Wan Lai remained silent, leaving only the candles that were peeling in the wedding room.
Wen Yingduan sat even with a stiff neck, and was about to force it to twist open, but Yu Wenhong suddenly said, "Don't move." Then a pair of warm hands reached over and squeezed gently between her necks. Suddenly, the hair on her neck stood upright, and the meaning of numbness came, biting her lips, she laughed, but couldn't help but recoil.
"Tickled?" He stopped and asked.
"Well, I can only move by myself, no one else can do it." She seemed afraid of his misunderstanding and explained it.
"I know." He asked someone to come in and take her Feng Guanxia away. When the maiden was about to leave, he said: "Go and let the kitchen cook a bowl of wonton ..." He glanced at her, "Shrimp and pork stuffing, don't put **** , "
The court lady He Zeng had heard such a trivial request from the prince. She was stunned for a while before she hurriedly retreated.
Wen Ying's expression was full of longing, and she seemed to want to open her mouth to say "two bowls", but she refrained. He chuckled and said: "I eat a lot, and wontons are called for you." He drank, and the drunken corners of his eyes were all drunk red, and his expression was much softer.
Unconsciously surprised, she peeked at him quietly.
Isn't that right? Has the crown prince also been traversed, right?
But Yu Wenhong only heard her say, "Is this prince also [beep-] too, did you get the wrong [beep-]?" ], Looked at her suspiciously.