The relationship between Zhongli Wenjun and Princess Ziyan has been settled, and the wedding date is set for the fifteenth of next month

Princess Ziyan is happily sewing the bride's wedding dress for herself every day, just waiting to be a handsome and happy bride

As soon as the dust settled, Wanruo's heart hurt even more, and it hurt even more, his good sister was going to marry the man he loved the most, and he personally sent her to him, and the most painful cruelty in the world was nothing more than this

It's like insomnia all the time, and the appetite is gradually gone, and the whole person is haggard after a few days

King Fu faced Wanruo's increasingly haggard day, he was very worried, but he didn't know Wanruo's heart, didn't know why her clothes were getting wider, maybe King Fu didn't go into Wanruo's heart from beginning to end, couldn't touch Wanruo's thoughts, although he was in the same bed, but he had a different dream, not that King Fu didn't want to go in, the door of the two Wanruo's hearts was closed too tightly

The shadow of the lamp swayed, as if sitting under the lamp and copying the calligraphy at will

The door suddenly opened, as if turning back sharply, and Murong Yichuan's tall figure came into view

It was as if he was standing up and saluting

"The concubine asks for peace to the prince." It seems that although it is inconvenient to move, she is still polite to King Fu, and she likes to be able to respect him as a guest

King Fu hurriedly grabbed it

"How many times have I said that there will be no need for those courtesies between you and me in the future, you are so heavy now, how can you embarrass me if you are like this."

It's like a way; "There should still be a number of courtesies,"

King Fu saw that there were many calligraphy on the table in front of him, and he picked up one of them, which seemed to have been written just now, and the ink had not yet dried

"The flower curtains in the courtyard are not rolled, and the grass is far away. Like; Why do you always write sad words? I see you've been very haggard lately, what's wrong? Tell me something unhappy, don't always keep it in your heart or use these sad words to express it. King Fu put down the calligraphy and quietly looked at the light under it

As if to say lightly; "The concubine body is just written casually, and it doesn't mean to be closed, and the prince is too worried."

In the face of King Fu's concern, it seems that he is always thousands of miles away from him

In the face of Wanruo's indifference, King Fu didn't have any other thoughts in his heart, he only felt that his indifference to Wanruo completely broke her heart, so he wanted to warm her little by little, and win back her heart little by little.

Who did this kind of if-and-leave, torment?

As if she also knew that she couldn't go on like this, she tried her best to ease the relationship with King Fu, but in front of King Fu, she couldn't let herself be infinitely tender, the first was the scars of the past, and the second was that her heart belonged

"Lord, the concubine heard that you are proficient in poetry and songs, and you are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, can you give it like a word." As he spoke, he handed the pen to King Fu

King Fu took the pen that he handed over, as if he had already put the rice paper in front of King Fu

King Fu raised the pen in his hand and asked what to write?

It's like thinking about it for a while, and I said let's write a poem

"What poem?"

"Golden Threaded Clothes"

King Fu thought for a moment and said; "Okay, I like this poem, so we'll write this one." After that, King Fu brushed and wrote "Golden Silk Clothes" on the paper, persuading the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuading the monarch to cherish the youth, when the flowers bloom and the branches are folded, and the branches are folded, and there are no flowers and empty branches.

King Fu's pen is vigorous and has everyone's demeanor

"The prince's handwriting is really good, as if he should learn more from the prince. : As if praising from the bottom of her heart, her impression of King Fu is a little better

King Fu couldn't help but laugh out loud in the face of Wanruo's appreciation, "It's really rare to be able to get your Dongfang Wanruo's appreciation, anyone who praises me thinks it's hypocrisy, it's a sycophant, only if your praise is from the heart in my opinion, I just want your appreciation." King Fu said and put down the pen in his hand, "The prince will make fun of Wanruo, the prince's handwriting is good," Wanru said angrily

King Fu likes to look like a coquettish look, and he thinks that this is the only way to show that she has her own heart

King Fu hugged Wanruo's neck and asked softly these four poems, my favorite third and fourth sentences, flowers bloom and branches are broken and straight, so that there are no flowers and empty branches, which one do you like?

It's like a way; "I like the first two sentences, persuade you not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the monarch to cherish the youth." "As long as you like me, you like it all, Ruoruo, don't always be sad, okay? Open the door of your heart and let me share a qiē with you, okay? Our child will be born in two months, so we can't let our child see your sadness. King Fu whispered softly in Wanruo's ear, a warm airflow seeped into Wanruo's eardrums, mentioning the child, Wanruo's heart will soften, maybe the child is her only sustenance, the child is her only pillar, Zhongli Wenjun is the person he can't reach, but the child in his belly is different, and what can really be inseparable from himself may be this unborn little life

Seeing that King Fu seemed to be silent, he hurriedly asked nervously; "If so; Why don't you speak, did I say something wrong? ”

As if looking at the nervous appearance of King Fu, there was a warm current in his heart,

It was like gently imprinting a shallow kiss on King Fu's face, this was like the first time he took the initiative to kiss King Fu for so long, at this moment King Fu felt so happy, she finally began to respond to herself, her efforts could finally be rewarded, and her frozen heart finally began to warm up

King Fu hugged Wanruo tighter, and he began to kiss Wanruo hotly, and King Fu's passionate kiss made Wanwan feel dizzy

The night is still lonely, and the heart of a loved one is not lonely

There has never been a definite answer to the real writer of "The Golden Silk Clothes", some think it is an anonymous person, and some think that it was done by Du Qiuniang, the concubine of Tang Xianzong, and I personally prefer the latter