The hot breath that blew out between his breaths sprayed on her forehead, and he said slowly:

"I know we've only been married for a short time, and you're right not to believe me. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" His tone was calm and unwavering, but Fu Minghua's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his lips gradually pursed.

He lightened the movement of his hand, and as soon as he took the bead hairpin jewelry, he put down the strands of long hair.

"You have your own thoughts in your heart." He removed the fake moustache and threw it on a low table beside him.

In the past, he was domineering and enthusiastic, but now it is a rule, but it makes Fu Minghua hang his head lower.

"Maybe I'm not a good person." When he held a strand of fragrant black hair in the palm of his hand, he watched the green silk wrap around his slender and calloused fingertips, strand by strand, just like her, wrapped around his heart.

Yan Chai looked at it calmly for a long time, then suddenly reached out and held it in his palm, grabbed the long hair in his palm, and grasped it firmly.

"It's just you and me, you should believe me." His gaze carried something heavy, which made Fu Minghua panic.

His fingers lifted and hooked her chin, "Look at me." ”

Fu Minghua exhaled deeply, wanting to look up at him, but in the end he fell short, his eyelids blinked and blinked, and he still looked away.

"Look at me!" He said softly, with a bit of ruthlessness in her words, and her heart trembled, biting her lip and eyes to be at eye level with him.

His eyes were imminent, and his eyes were unabashedly full of burning emotion.

Fu Minghua only looked at him, as if he was burned by him, his lips moved slightly, and his eyes fell on his chest, not daring to look at his eyes anymore.

Yan chased such a person, if he didn't say it, if he opened his mouth, he would naturally not allow her to escape.

"That year in Penglai Pavilion, when I saw you, you followed Mrs. Shizi and combed two maids, but you were different from others." He slowly let go of his hand, combed it, and straightened out the long hair that had just been put down for her.

The creases on the strands of the hair were more and more numerous and thicker, but they were very smooth because of the cream.

"He peeked back at me as he left." Yan Chai narrowed his eyes.

He thought about it carefully, from the beginning to the present, from the beginning of knowing Fu Minghua to the moment when he is deeply stuck in mud, he has been changing, but she is still like this.

At that time, it had been many years since then, and he actually had a lot of things to do every day, and there were many things to learn, and where did he have the time to remember which lady looked like and what he looked like.

"I do things for the emperor at fifteen, and sometimes I go out of Luoyang." In addition, he also has to read books and practice calligraphy, and he can't fall behind in riding and archery lessons.

I don't know if he left an impression on Fu Minghua in his heart, or if the two were really fated and met him several times.

He reached out and took Fu Minghua into his chest and stroked her long hair hanging down behind her back.

She meekly fell on his chest.

The kang is against the wall, and on the wall is a wide and long flower window, which is embedded with a spar in the hollow window.

Outside, the lanterns had been lit under the eaves, but the lights had not yet been lit in the house, and Mama Jiang and the others stood outside the veil, not daring to come in.

"From the time you were twelve or thirteen years old, I watched you grow up day by day." Green and a little tempting, like a plum, always tempting him to swallow it in one bite.

He curled Fu Minghua's long hair with his fingers, wrapping around his fingertips again and again.

She was obediently lying on his chest, docile and cute.

Yan Chai still thought that he didn't remember a lot of things in the past, but those memories were just sealed in his heart, and the words at this time were like opening the door to store memories, and the scenes of the past came up one by one.

"You entered the palace with Mrs. Shizi, looked back at me sideways, and read a poem to me." He tested her homework, "You are sitting on the edge of Penglai Pavilion, and behind you are carved ice lotuses, Yuan Niang, don't you remember?" ”

Strange to say, the wind blew on her and ruffled her hair, and he remembered the scene when she squinted.

He suddenly lowered his head and rubbed his chin the top of her head: "What do you think I haven't decided to marry yet?" For what? He became stronger and stronger, and as he spoke, the fire came up.

He had been dragging it out at that time, and she had never thought of marrying him at all.

He Yuanshen also dared to be courteous to her, what kind of thing is he?

Fu Minghua bit his lip and didn't dare to speak.

He let out his anger and sighed again: "I just hope you can trust me more." ”

This time Concubine Rong's matter, although she was not badly calculated, she still needed to finish it for her.

On the way to send grapefruit, where was it poisoned, Concubine Rong must have made a move, as soon as he came back last night, he heard about it, and ordered someone to check before entering the palace.

How to calculate it on Concubine Rong, so that she can't bite Fu Minghua back, she still lacks the manpower to call.

He is not afraid of cleaning up the aftermath for Fu Minghua, but he also hopes that Fu Minghua can believe him.

Even if he has a sharp sword in his hand, he can kill all the people who become obstacles to him, and he will definitely not hurt her.

"We are husband and wife."

Yan Chai lowered his head and touched his forehead on top of her head.

Fu Minghua moved his fingers, I don't know if he was too nervous just now, his whole body was tense, his body was stiff at this time, and it was very difficult to move his palm.

She grabbed Yan Chai's clothes, this action made Yan Chai's breathing short, and the kisses rained down on top of her head again and again.

"You told me today, not next time." She promised.

It was only she who was used to this, and she was used to solving things alone.

The dreams she had since she was a child had a deep impact on her, and Xie's abandonment made her believe in herself in everything.

No one taught her how to trust others, and she was a little wary of Yan Chai, but if he did, she would try to believe him.

"But you can't ask me to be the one you like all at once." She stretched out her hand and secretly wiped her eyes, her voice was a little choked: "You said I was sitting by Penglai Pavilion, why don't I remember the scene at that time?" ”

She whispered, sobbed secretly, and whispered, Yan Chai panicked in her heart.

I forgot all about my melancholy and anger, and coaxed her helplessly: "It's all my fault." ”

He reached out and lifted her chin, her eyes were a little red, tears were on her eyelashes, and she looked different from her usual color.

Yan Chai felt a little happy and a little pity in his heart, stretched out his thumb to wipe her tears, saw that the tip of her nose was slightly red, and hurriedly said:

"I said the wrong thing."

She had more tears, and the crystal clear water droplets rushed to fall out of her eyes, and Yan hurriedly went to kiss them, the tears were salty and astringent, and the taste was not good.

"Lady, Yuan Niang, Minghua ......" Every time he said a word, Fu Minghua sobbed lightly. (To be continued.) )