When Yijing Hong heard this, he straightened his face: "It's good to talk, don't move around." The wind swept towards Li Xuandu and blinked: "Just pull your little hands, I have to take care of more." The lord has a strict order. ”

A suspicious red cloud arose on Li Xuandu's face.

However, he quickly suppressed the discomfort again and straightened his face.

At that moment, he was still the same Li Jiuhuang prince who was dressed and haired before, Tsinghua was dazzling, and he was cold and lonely.

"I've saved it. He nodded to Jinghong, took up a hand, and really didn't touch Qin Su anymore.

Qin Su felt inexplicable.

Huan Zicheng is really lenient, she is a princess, isn't it that she can pull whoever she wants, sleep with whoever she wants, and it is his turn to be a courtier?

However, after thinking about it, Qin Su was a little happy.

This feeling of being controlled by others also seems to be very good. What's more, the person in charge of her is a peerless beautiful man.

That's it, for the sake of his good looks, it's nothing to be controlled by him.

Qin Su bent his eyebrows and smiled, but he didn't speak, he still turned around and continued to move forward with Li Xuandu, but the hands held by the two of them did not let go.

"Say a few more words to the princess, and I'll go. Li Xuandu's ice-stringy timbre was as straight as playing a piano, going back and forth in Qin Su's ears.

Qin Su's heart was inexplicably reluctant.

This kind of emotion is the first time in her two lives combined.

"Why are you going to leave again?" she looked at him sideways, and her eyes seemed to be filled with fog at this time.

Li Xuandu couldn't help but want to stroke her hair again, and his hand reached halfway, but he changed his direction halfway and turned to the sword on his waist: "I want to go to the emperor of your country first, hand him the letter of alliance, and ask to marry Princess Jinling." After a pause, his eyes fluttered again: "Brother Huan has already responded, after the battle in Surabaya, he immediately sent 50,000 troops to help my Tang Dynasty regain the lost territory." My father agreed to the marriage of you and me. I'm going back to China tomorrow to prepare for my family. ”

Qin Su stopped suddenly.

Alliance, marriage, marriage?

So fast?

No, no, that's not the problem.

The question should be, how can this kind of thing be talked to her like this?

She's a girl, she's going to be shy.

Although she thought so, the sweetness in her heart came so quickly that she was caught off guard and wrapped her whole.

There was no time to be shy, and he didn't care what others thought, the corners of Qin Su's lips were curling higher and higher uncontrollably.

She really ...... Very happy.

What else in this world can compare to the sweetness of these few words?

It was like she had tasted the sweetest candy, sweet from the bottom of her heart to the tip of her tongue.

"You're not telling me, aren't you?" she heard herself ask, looking at Li Xuandu's eyes and reluctant to blink, for fear that in the blink of an eye, this sweet dream would wake up.

Li Xuandu looked at him gently, corrected his color again, and bowed solemnly: "Ah Su took my heart, and he will become my person." He pressed his empty hand to his chest, his expression was solemn, and the tenderness in his eyes almost drowned Qin Su: "That colorful knot is my heart." ”

After speaking, he suddenly let go of Qin Su's hand, lifted his robe and touched the ground on one knee, and looked at her with his head half-tilted.

Those eyes as deep as the starry sky were filled with infinite tenderness at that moment, and they were all gathered on Qin Su's body: "Your Royal Highness Princess, are you willing to be my wife?"

Snowflakes danced, and thin rains hit people's faces.

Qin Su's cheeks were as red as a summer evening.

This...... What's going on?

Li Xuandu, is this begging her to marry him?

Qin Su opened his mouth, and suddenly he heard his heartbeat.

It wasn't the first time she'd heard her own heartbeat today.

Just now, before the iron cannon came, she heard her own heartbeat.

However, her heartbeat at the moment was so obviously different from Fang Cai.

It's louder, louder, and more powerful.

Almost at the same time she heard her heartbeat, she heard her own voice.

It was so urgent, as if the flowers were blooming eagerly in the sun, and like a butterfly stretching its wings in the morning breeze, the joy and satisfaction almost filled her chest.

"I do. The voice seemed a little unfamiliar, but Qin Su knew that it was coming from her mouth, her answer.

After experiencing the cycle of life and death this night, there is nothing that can compare to a question and an answer at this moment.

A bright smile bloomed on Li Xuandu's face, like the sun breaking through the clouds, sweeping away his eternal silence and gloom.

He stood up, took Qin Su's hand, and pressed it to his chest, the heat in his eyes seemed to melt her: "In this life, I am willing to be good with you." ”

Qin Su looked up at him, the tip of his nose was slightly sour, and his eyes were red, but his heart was light, as if he was flying on a colorful cloud.

It turns out that the true joy is like this, as if the whole world is dancing, as if the rain and snow flakes are also sweet.

She looked up at him.

He looked down at her.

The snow was falling on their clothes, and the silver grains of rain were carried by the wind and danced lightly on the ends of their hair.

The wind is gentle, and the world is stable.

Jinghong watched this scene from afar, and on his beautiful and vicissitudes of life, a trace of memory crossed by Huer, and his eyes were stunned, as if he was stupid......

Rain and snow are inherently ruthless, but because of people's different moods, they are given different meanings.

Located in a corner of the imperial city, these sweetnesses are only limited to this small world after all, and in the eyes of more people, this heavy snow with rain is extremely cold and cruel.

Jiang Servant stood under the porch, looking at the flying snow in a daze, looking a little melancholy.

This Jiang Meilangjun, who is known as the Shuangjun of the capital together with Xue Yunyan, seems to be covered with a layer of dust at the moment, old, old, and no longer has the same look as before.

The snow falls silently, whirling and dancing in the wind.

Jiang Fushu raised his head and looked around, and when he saw it, there was a bright light.

The four doors of the Jiangfu have been lit with countless lanterns, under the halo, the stars and rains are endless, and the flying snow is like a white butterfly, shuttling in the candlelight.

Jiang Fu suddenly felt cold, and also felt a deep sadness.

The lights that usually look joyful and lively turned out to be so ruthless, regardless of people's joys and sorrows, they are bright and warm.

Jiang Fu shot his eyes and closed his eyes slightly, and exhaled a wisp of white smoke from his mouth, which floated forward an inch before dissipating in the night breeze.

From now on, such brightness and warmth, he Langzhong Jiang's family, I'm afraid he will never feel it again.