Chapter 50: Mountains Have Trees, Trees and Branches

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, chuckling, as if casually saying, "The promise I promised you will be given to you in a small amount, and I will definitely live up to you in this life." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

If she can live outside the palace, according to her temperament and intelligence, there are many unknowns and possibilities in this life, just like the splendid picture scroll she has just depicted, far from the life she is living at this moment can be compared.

Knowing this, he still wanted to keep her by his side.

Puyu pondered for a moment, smiled lightly, nodded in agreement, looked at him with a smile, the candlelight was dim, wanting to extinguish and burn, at this moment he was in the dim alternation, the whole person was handsome, the outline seemed to sprout a light hazy shimmer, the black pupils were shining, and his heart was suddenly soft and sweet.

She always thinks that when she is young, she can travel the world with the people she likes, and visit all the famous mountains and rivers in the world; In the twilight of their lives, Qingsi has become a flower, and the two sit under the eaves of the sunset with a smile, telling stories of the past for their immature grandchildren, and they know each other. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, and the man was in the lamplight. But now this person is just a stone's throw away, and where she can reach it, only the dull and quiet years like gurgling water are missing.

The quiet years of his heart and mind are inseparable from him, and his rational mind is still making difficulties and unable to choose, but at this time, the balance born in the depths of his heart has already quietly favored him.

Puyu sighed secretly, he had already lived in seclusion in her heart, but she was stubborn and unwilling to admit it.

He grabbed her and sat up about to get out of bed, and asked, "What are you doing when you get up so late?" ā€

He took care of the wound behind her, and did not exert any force, but just wrapped a weak hand around her waist. She easily took his hand away, got out of bed with her clothes on, smiled softly, and said softly: "The concubine should use paper to write down all the words of the emperor tonight." ā€

He squinted his eyes, leaned on the pillow, and said with a smile: "I am an honest person, and it is difficult to chase after a word, and I will never easily break my trust with you." If I lose my faith with you, I will ......"

Puyu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, the concubines naturally believe in the Emperor. Since she was a child, she has been well aware that things in the world are changing rapidly, and there is no law at all, especially in people's hearts, but she just believes in him.

And she insisted on writing down his words in black and white, just a habit, and had nothing to do with trust. Just like the interesting things she had with Ruoyan Yanxi back then, she also recorded them in black and white, and the booklets are still intact on the shelves in her boudoir.

Hearing this, he sat up in his clothes and said with a smile: "I will accompany you." If he were to break his oath today, it would not be useful to write in black and white. She is already smart, how can she not see through the truth? He let her take down a very ordinary booklet from the easel, holding a pen in his hands, green clothes and ink hair, smiling between his eyebrows and eyes, the mountains and rivers are clear, quiet and gentle, looking at such a her, he always mistakenly thinks that the chaos in this world, the wars are all illusory, and such tranquility and peace are real.

Since he met her, he was reluctant to force her, and when he saw her wandering and struggling, he taught her to open up with heart and affection. Thankfully, she didn't disappoint him.

The dignified and delicate regular script has been completed, and she raised her eyes to look at him, just wearing a plain bedgown, her black hair is slightly messy, her skin is as white as beautiful porcelain, and she is handsome. The person standing in front of her at this moment was the person she had decided to spend her life with, whether he was a high emperor or a pawn of a street peddler.

After she finished writing, Song Jin took the pen in her hand, started another line on the white paper, and wrote: "I, Song Jin, am willing to guard Puyu, love her in this life and this life, no matter good times or bad." ā€

The moonlight outside the window was bright, and the two hugged each other without saying anything under the west window, quietly waiting for time to slowly move forward, and the full moon gradually slanted westward.

Since that day, he has come to the Pure Jade Pavilion more frequently, sometimes he comes to the Pure Jade Pavilion just to have lunch and leave in a hurry, or sit with her in the autumn afternoon, each reading the poetry book in their own hands, rarely talking, and the years are not quiet.

In the blink of an eye, autumn has gone, winter is coming, the injury on her back has also healed, this year's snow came very early, not yet in the depths of winter, it is already goose feather snow, the whole palace is boundless and white.

She lifted the quilt lightly, but he held her in her arms and didn't give it up, her voice was dyed with a hint of melancholy: "I didn't rest until late last night, why did I get up so early today?" ā€

The implication is that he, who is going to be in the early dynasty, has not yet risen, what is she doing when she gets up?

Last night, the heavy snow came suddenly, her interest was great, and she took Ling to go out, who knew that he came to the snow at the door, so the two took Ling to watch the snow in Xu Jing, the snow fell more and more rapidly, everywhere in the eyes was vast white, and the road when he came was also submerged in this bright moon and snow night, he took her hand in the snow and walked side by side in the snow, stepping on the snow walking, making a slight sound under his feet, and the sound of the cold wind at night.

She pointed to the trees on both sides of the palace road, smiled and bent her delicate willow eyebrows, very happy, and said politely: "What the predecessors said is true, suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms." It's beautiful. ā€

He smiled and looked at the place where her fingers knew, the leaves of the tree had long since fallen, the branches were full of snow, and under the hazy moonlight like a layer of white veil, it seemed to have a white faint light, and said, "I like it so much, let people plant some pear trees in the Pure Jade Pavilion tomorrow." ā€

Puyu hurriedly waved his hand and said, "The emperor thinks twice, compared to pear blossoms, the concubines prefer the red plums sent today." And the real pear blossoms are as white as the branches of snow in the snowy night. ā€

The two of them walked through the alley of the palace and came to the outside of an unknown temple. Puyu's legs and feet were already cold and sore, and he suddenly heard him beside him and said, "Yu'er, it's been out for a long time, but it's cold?" ā€

She lowered her head, half-buried her cold and red cheeks in the mink fur and azure coat, and whispered, "Well, but I want to see it again." ā€

He hugged her into his arms, leaning against each other and standing in the moonlit and snowy night, the two of them were silent, their ears were full of the sound of wind and snow, and they were soothing.

By the time Puyu was happy, it was late at night, and Puyu's legs and feet were already sore, and he finally carried her back. Looking down, I vaguely saw a pair of extremely light sky blue dark silk thick-soled boots, stepping on the snow step by step, with different shades, a slight rustling sound, as if stepping on a lotus, blooming all the way.

She took away his hand from his waist and said, "The concubine needs to go to Jingning Palace and Xihe Palace today to ask for peace." ā€

She had just been promoted to a noble concubine, and he had come to the Pure Jade Pavilion more and more frequently recently, so I am afraid that these things had already fallen into the eyes of those who cared about her. If you go to Jingning Palace late today, you will inevitably be troubled by others.

When he heard this, he got up with her. After she first changed her clothes and washed, she wore her hair loose and waited for him to wash, she was still helpless about the curled hair after all, the two people in the bronze mirror were neatly dressed, and their hair was scattered, like an old husband and wife. The two couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He took her hand and sat her down in a chair, he put her hair in a bun, and she did it for him.

Wan Qing silk, holding the love silk of a lifetime, she is willing to be a green silk for him.