She stood up and saw that Zhu Zhanji's soup was also cold, so she gave the remaining little "ginseng Yangrong soup" to the two maids, and ordered them to serve the emperor's grandson to sleep. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Thank you, Miss Sun." The two maids were grateful to Sun Lingwei for this sudden grace, and Sun Lingwei withdrew from Zhu Zhanji's dormitory with confidence.

Picking up the door curtain made of rubies and purple jade beads, Sun Ling left Zhu Zhanji's couch slightly, only to feel that his heart was beating so fast.

She didn't know why she was so hot-eared and flustered.

As she walked to the door of the dormitory, she accidentally bumped into someone.

When she looked up, it was Wu Erhong with tears on her face.

"Sister Erhong, what's wrong with you?" Sun Ling was slightly surprised.

"It's nothing, it's just that I went to the crown princess Niangniang to receive the reward, Niangniang personally gave me a bowl of life Yangrong soup given by the emperor, when I drank the soup, Niangniang told me that Brother Zhanji missed Sister Wei on the battlefield and became obsessed, but later because of those letters to Sister Wei, he picked up a life, I was so moved, I couldn't help crying......"

In fact, half of Erhong's words have not been spoken.

She listened to the words of the crown princess at that time, and felt like five thunderbolts, she hurriedly came to Zhu Zhanji for verification, but outside the door, she heard Zhu Zhanji's confession to Sun Lingwei......

Her tears were not because she was moved, but because she was sad.

"Sister Erhong, you're here to make fun of me too?" Sun Lingwei seemed a little annoyed when she heard Erhong mention Zhu Zhanji's name.

She hurriedly walked out, wanting to avoid any topics related to Zhu Zhanji.

Of course, Erhong won't chase after her, because she doesn't have the strength to verify any details.

The saddest thing in the world is not to never have.

It's that you just have it, and you lose it immediately.

If you have never had it, you have already been accustomed to waiting and suffering, so you will not care so much about waiting for one more day and suffering one more time.

But just had, let you taste the sweetness of love for the first time, when you look forward to getting more, but there is nothing, this kind of hope and disappointment, the greater the sense of loss, is the pain into the bone marrow.

Erhong is not afraid of losing, but he is afraid of losing it after owning it.

Although when he was very young, everyone in the palace knew that Sun Lingwei was about to be the future princess.

But at that time, the imperial concubine was just a vague concept and an empty position for Erhong.

Until the day of Zhu Zhanji and Sun Lingwei's wedding really comes, Wu Erhong will not give up.

But now, when she hadn't seen Zhu Zhanji and Sun Lingwei's wedding, just hearing his confession to her, she was so powerless.

Is all cruelty just because of that one kiss?

On the same day, no, to be precise, in the last quarter of an hour, Zhu Zhanji was still kissing her affectionately, although Erhong kissed first, although Zhu Zhanji was in a coma, but he kissed her back.

Not one second, but five or six seconds.

He kissed her very tenderly.

A kiss for 10,000 years, this is Erhong's first kiss.

However, is this the saddest first kiss in the world?

Erhong staggered out of the Wuying Palace.

Wandering weakly outside the door of Zhu Zhanji's new dormitory, Chonghua Palace.

This is the place where the emperor gave the emperor's grandson to recuperate, considering that the Duanmu Palace of the Prince's East Palace is still some distance from the palace, it is not convenient for Zhu Di to care about his grandson's condition all the time, so he found someone to vacate the Chonghua Palace at the east end of the Wuying Palace and give it to Zhu Zhanji as a sleeping hall.

Erhong stood in front of the vermilion gate of Chonghua Palace, and wanted to go in and ask him if he had any feelings for himself. After so many years, have you never felt her sincerity?

But she was afraid to ask. She was afraid that the answer that flew out of his mouth would stab her heart like a sharp knife.

But long pain is better than short pain.

After all, Erhong has the mind of a 21st century girl, although she has been infiltrated in the Ming Dynasty for five or six years, she still has a little modern love and hatred in her bones.

I'd rather you be ruthless to the end and make me give up.

Thinking of this, Er Hong knocked on the door of Wuying Hall with a resolute tragedy.

It was Xiaohuan and Xiaoqing who opened the door.

"Who's here, Sister Wei, is that you? Aren't you mad at me? Zhu Zhanji heard the voices of the two palace maids talking outside, so he shouted in the inner hall with his throat at the top of his voice.

Erhong suddenly lost the courage to go in and ask again.

Do you need to ask again?

In Zhu Zhanji's heart, all he thinks about is Sun Lingwei.

On the battlefield, he was in a trance for her, so that he went deep into danger;

But she let him close the ghost gate and pick up a life.

These two are not a natural match, and they were married in their previous lives.

At this time, she inexplicably remembered a joke: Even if you are overwhelmed by the country and the city, I am sad and sick.

Zhu Zhanji, I, an ugly girl, are I really destined to leave gloomily in your brilliant years?

Some people can reach the end of the world, just a stone's throw away. For example, Zhu Zhanji and Sun Lingwei on the battlefield.

Some people are close at hand, the end of the world.

For example, Zhu Zhanji and I, Wu Erhong.

This is the distance between love and non-love.

Just when Erhong silently left Chonghua Palace, every step she took, a thought became stronger in her heart.

"Love should be more and more courageous, and love should be sure and persistent.

Every single person has to see through,

If you want to love, don't be afraid of pain.

Find a dear person who loves the most, who loves deeply, who wants to love,

Come and say goodbye to singleness.

An amorous infatuated and heartless heartless man,

Come and give me the scars. ”

At this time, Erhong walked in the verdant Daming Palace, and suddenly hummed this modern song in his mouth.

If you happen to be next to Erhong at this time and see an ancient maid humming a modern pop song, do you feel particularly disagreeable?

That's right, that's it.

"No, I'm not going to give up. I want to be a female warrior of love who is not afraid of harm. I don't believe it, as a modern scholar, you can't win love with your own intelligence and persistence. Erhong's mind suddenly changed again.

In fact, Erhong is not the only one who is troubled by the battlefield relationship between Zhu Zhanji and Sun Lingwei.

Emperor Yongle of Fengtian Hall sat on the dragon bowl and was silent.

I don't know why, the miracle that Sun Lingwei saved the life of the imperial grandson on the battlefield spread all over the palace in just a few days.

Originally, Zhu Di had the intention to hide this matter, but he didn't even tell the crown prince and princess at the beginning, and he didn't know which general on the battlefield learned about the inside story, and then spread the matter.

Who's who it is, it's hard to verify. But Zhu Di didn't need to know the name of the person who spread the matter.

He just needs to know the intentions of this do-gooder.

Sun Lingwei was brought by Mrs. Peng Chengbo since he was 10 years old, and as the imperial concubine, he also looked very good. From the time he chose the little girl to be raised in the palace of the crown princess, he also acquiesced in this future granddaughter-in-law.

The little girl has become more and more beautiful in recent years, more and more polite, versatile, and there is really no criticism.

But this man is afraid of perfection. People who are too perfect are scary.

As Zhu Di's imperial grandson, who pinned all his hopes, the future imperial concubine is very important, and he still has to observe this little girl carefully, but he never thought that someone was more anxious than him.

Is it really good for the people of the Prince's Mansion to let off wind everywhere like this, creating a kind of wooden boat?

A trace of contempt passed through Zhu Di's heart.

(Bounty: Dear friends, do you know the name of Erhong's song?) Who sang it? There is a reward. Thank you for your support. ）