Murong Jin ......

Reading these three words, for some reason, Yunhuang's heart ached slightly, she paced at the door in annoyance, only feeling that there were a lot of things she wanted to say to him, I don't know when it started, Murong Jin's three words were like a brand in her heart, this feeling, even she couldn't explain clearly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Girl, how long are you going to linger?"

There was a bit of anger in the gentle tone, and it sounded from behind him.

Yun Huang was startled, turned his head, and saw Murong Jin opening the door at some point, standing at the door and looking at her.

"I ......", she spoke, and was about to say something to hide her embarrassment, Murong Jin had already moved over, took her hand, and felt the little hand in his hand be cold, his eyes sank, and he was a little more displeased.

If he had come out earlier, she wouldn't have froze.

"If I don't come out, will you stand until dawn?"

Yunhuang saw his cold face, and hurriedly said: "I wear a lot, it's not cold", said, as if afraid that he wouldn't believe it, pulled his collar to show him, "Look, it's very thick."

"Okay", Murong Jin held her hand, straightened her collar, pulled her into the house, sighed, and said, "What you should care about most is how to protect yourself, nothing else."

Yunhuang was stunned when he heard this, looked at his side face, and was speechless.

When she got to the house, Murong Jin elegantly poured a glass of water, warmed it with internal force, and handed it to her, "Warm up first."

Yunhuang took a sip of warm water, neither hot nor cold, the temperature was just right, and when she drank it to her stomach, it was warm, stared at by his deep eyes, she blushed inexplicably, and her heartbeat sped up a little.

She coughed dryly a few times, suppressed this inexplicable feeling, pursed her mouth, and said: "The internal force of the dignified Zuo Prime Minister is actually used on this, and it is inevitably overused."

"If you can protect yourself, why should I do that?" , an understatement floated in.

"......", Yunhuang was silent, she lowered her face, looked at her reflection in the tea, a little hesitant, she had a thousand words in her heart to say to him before coming, but when she really saw it, she couldn't say half a word.

For a moment, the two men were relatively silent.

After she finished drinking a cup of tea, she didn't think about what to say, she used to feel that love is the most boring, she has seen too many crazy men and women, entangled and entangled, from the beginning of the two joys, I can't wait to stick together from time to time, not separated for a moment, to the end of the two look at each other, really respond to the sentence "use it like a bead, abandon it like a shoe", love in the end, except for the scars all over the body, nothing was gained. But now, when the feelings happen to herself, she understands that it is really as the book says, like a person, your heart falls on him, and the mood will change with him, because he is happy, because he is sad, and because of him, he will become not like herself, even if she is such a frank person, she also began to hesitate, become hesitant, facing him, the heart uncontrollably accelerated, the original simple word, but also because of his deep eyes, and became difficult.

Seeing that she was silent, Murong Jin's eyes flashed slightly, "The girl came to me so late just to have a cup of hot tea?" ”

"I ......", Yunhuang's mouth opened slightly, but she didn't know what to say, suddenly, she thought of the portrait in her sleeve, and quickly took it out and handed it over, "Portrait...... I...... I'm here to send you a portrait, here's ...... This is what I gave you".

Murong Jin's eyebrows were slightly raised, a hint of surprise flashed, and he took it and opened it to take a look.

Under a lonely sun, on the edge of the cliff, a man with picturesque eyebrows, a calm face, sitting in a wheelchair, overlooking the vastness of the world, beside him, stood a stunning woman, looking at him sideways, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her clothes fluttering, moving and quiet, sitting and standing, like a pair of fairy couples.

The sky is old and the earth is old, and he does not change his original intention.

With just one glance, Murong Jin recognized that the people in the painting were him and Yunhuang.

At the upper right end of the painting is written two lines of dignified and delicate letters: If it is like the moon ring finally bright and clean, do not give up the ice and snow for the heat.

The whole picture is beautiful, lifelike, the rhyme is natural, the penmanship is like a spring silkworm spinning silk, fine and affectionate, splashing ink and applying heavy brushes, simple outline, clumsy and large, and that day in the palace written vigorous and powerful, the majestic handwriting is different, the font on the portrait is elegant, handsome, and a little more agile.

"If it is like the moon ring is finally bright, do not give up the ice and snow for the heat", reading these two sentences, the corners of Murong Jin's lips hooked a light smile, raised his head, and looked at her with eyes that were a little softer, "What does this sentence mean?" ”

Yunhuang was slightly surprised: "You don't know? ”

This is her favorite poem, it was made by Nalan Rongruo of the Qing Dynasty, seeing Murong Jin shaking her head, she said "half-understood", she nodded knowingly, and explained: "This sentence is an allusion used, there is an infatuated man Xun Fengqian and his wife have a very strong relationship, once, his wife suffered from a cold, high fever has not subsided, if it continues to burn, I am afraid that it will be life-threatening, it was the tenth winter wax moon, Xun Fengqian felt sorry for his beloved wife, regardless of the cold outside, took off his clothes, and ran to the courtyard with **** body, let the wind and snow of ice and snow freeze his body, and then go back to the house, hug his wife, and use his body to cool her down, and so on many times...... If you shine like the moon on me for the rest of my life, I will not be afraid of the cold and will work tirelessly to warm you......"

This sentence is full of liver and gall, and the love is heartfelt, and it will not swerve until death.

"Your mind, I understand, my heart, too", Murong Jin took her hand, held it tightly, looked at her, his eyes were like water, and said in a low voice: "After this period of time, it will be a bloody storm, no matter what the future holds, we will spend it together", his tone was very light, as if he was talking about what the weather was like today, but in Yunhuang's heart, it was tight, he was willing to join hands with her to tide over the wind and rain.

No matter what the future holds, whether it is life, death, success or failure, the two will join hands and never give up.

Yunhuang looked at him silently, there seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes, if Murong Jin said what you and wait for me, I will marry you again, accompany you to see the prosperity of the world and the like, she will definitely be unhappy, the love she wants is never hiding behind a man, silently waiting and paying, but hand in hand with him, through thick and thin, facing together.

If you like the country and aspire to get the world, I will fight with you on the battlefield and fight and cut down;

If you are indifferent to fame and fortune and live in seclusion among the mountains and rivers, I will be in harmony with you and talk about mulberry and hemp.

Now he said, no matter what the future holds, we will spend it together, a simple twelve words, no too flowery language, no commitment to the mountain alliance and sea oath, but it is enough to make people move.

Yunhuang laughed lightly, raised his ruddy face, and said, "If you say it, the water that is spilled, can you remember it?" ”

(To be continued.) )