"I want it in Youzhou. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" He smiled down, took a step forward, and stood side by side with her: "You, I want it too." ”

The words are full of domineering.

He can get Youzhou with his ability, but there is only one Fu Minghua in the world, if he misses it, he really misses it.

"If I can't marry you, it is not me who is holding your hand at this time, it is not me who is walking side by side with you, and at this moment, it is not me who is by your side to accompany you to enjoy the snow and scenery." Yan Chai looked down at her seriously, "Youzhou is very important, but it's there." But Yuan Niang, what about you? ”

His voice softened, and there was a look of anticipation in his eyes:

"If I don't come, you'll be far away."

Yan Chai never thought about whether he would regret missing Youzhou because he married her, because in his heart, Youzhou was just one part of his ambition, and how could it be one ten-thousandth of her?

She was stunned for a moment, and her palm unconsciously clenched the stove she was holding, and after exerting too much force, the stove that had just added carbon burned her palms and made her come back to her senses.

"So what does Yuan Niang think?"

With a smile in his eyes, he looked at her and asked.

She opened her mouth, Yan Chai reached out to caress her cheek, she leaned her head against Yan Chai's palm, and stretched out her arm again for a while, encircling his waist.

It was not late, and although the servants did not follow, they were still far away.

Fu Minghua has always been thin-skinned and reserved, even if Yan Chai sometimes gets close to her, it is reluctant, but at this time she took the initiative to wrap around his waist, Yan Chai reacted, and then reached out to hug her tightly.

He vaguely felt that this was a good opportunity, and looked down at her putting her face on his chest, revealing a delicate and lovely appearance, and said softly:

"You're more important than Youzhou."

At that time, when he watched the little lady enter the palace, the glance he looked back at him, he just felt that there was something interesting, where did he know that it was that glance, that encounter, and as soon as he spoke, he felt that it was good to have her in this world.

Yan stroked her pulled up hair:

"I only want to be married to you, and never live up to my heart." Yan Chai was making a promise to her.

He is the pride of heaven and holds great power.

And although she was born in the Hou Mansion of Changle, but today, the Hou Mansion has long been defeated, although her mother was born with four surnames, but the Xie family still repaired the relationship with her because of him.

As for Fu Qixian, don't mention it again.

He was willing to say this to her at this time, really without the slightest purpose or intent.

Fu Minghua burst into tears, and his hug became heavier.

Before going to bed at night, Yan Chai sat on the edge of the bed and waited for her, but she couldn't wait for a long time, and when she was about to look for her, she came over with a suitcase.

He recognized the box, it was when she was not out of the cabinet, he borrowed the hand of her mother Cui Guifei and gave her the Lu's former box.

He clearly remembered that when he was in Shanzhou, the letters he wrote back to her were packed in this box.

For some reason, Yan Chai's heart began to beat gradually faster.

As if he had thought of something, he sat up straight, his eyes fixed on her.

Fu Minghua was a little shy, but he forcibly took off his shoes and put on the couch.

There were no others in the house, since Fu Minghua got married, when Yan chased back to the house to sleep, the Biyun people who were on duty at night all moved to the outside side to sleep.

She sat down on the edge of the bed, lowered her head to feel the carved lines on the sandalwood, and did not untie the lock.

Yan Chai was a little anxious, but he forced himself to calm down and not to urge her.

"Do you remember," she asked, hesitating, and as she opened her mouth, Yan Chai said:

"Naturally, I remember."

He wrote her a letter, leaving half a blank space for her to fill in.

How could he not remember this?

He waited for such a long time, but she didn't move, and Yan Chai sometimes thought about it, and she was secretly thinking about it, if she had forgotten about it.

Fu Minghua's head hung lower, and after a while, he hesitated to open the box, and every time the wooden lock was pushed by her fingertips, the 'squeak' sound made Yan Chai's fist clench tighter.

The lock opened, and he recognized the letter at the top.

The four corners of the cover were already whitish, and it was clear that she had flipped through them from time to time.

For some reason, when she knew that she was the same as herself, and she often played with letters and flipped through them, Yan Chai's originally nervous heart fell back to the same place.

He couldn't help laughing, and took the letter in his hand first, stretching out his arm and motioning for her to lean into his arms.

At such a point, Fu Minghua was a little late to regret it, she obediently climbed into Yan Chai's arms, resisting the urge to snatch the letter back, and saw that he did not open the letter in a hurry for the first time, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yuan Niang knows that when I was writing the letter, I also thought about it for a long time."

He lowered his head and looked at Fu Minghua.

The veils in front of the bed had not fallen, the lights had not been extinguished, and his face was handsome in the light.

He seriously told her about the apprehension when writing the letter and the entanglement before sending it.

Like her, he was actually a little worried.

Worried that a piece of mind was not understood by her, and worried about how she would respond.

Before writing the letter, in fact, he had really been thinking about it for a long time, sometimes what he wanted, he would always pay the same weight, he was really thoughtful, not just to coax her.

Fu Minghua was originally full of panic and regret, but after listening to him, he felt calmer in his heart.

He lowered his head and touched the top of her head with his forehead, and then opened the letter.

Yan Chai pulled out the piece almost eagerly, and after shaking it open, he didn't have time to look at the first few pages, so he searched it briefly and recognized the one he wanted to see, and then pulled it out.

His demeanor was almost religious, and at the end of the letter, his words read: One flower, one leaf, one world......

Some of her silk characters are written on the back: Monogamous and one world.

Yan Chai grinned at the corners of his mouth, the answer he wanted was a little late, but he finally got it.

"Yuan Niang." He held the letter in his hand and read it again and again, but he still felt that he had not read enough.

Fu Minghua's words are very similar to her people, they are all beautiful and wise, which makes him like it more and more.

"Yuan Niang." He called again, and Fu Minghua responded softly: "Hmm." ”

"Yuan Niang, Yuan Niang, Yuan Niang." He kept calling, Fu Minghua was infected by him, and he also learned from him: "San Lang, San Lang, San Lang." ”

He kissed the letter where she had written, and looked at it for a while, before folding it, and carefully putting it back in the envelope, before asking her:

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Yan Chai refers to the fact that the words she filled in didn't seem to be filled in today, and she made this decision, judging from the worn envelope, she didn't do it on a whim, but thought about it seriously. (To be continued.) )