Turning around and looking at Situ Yi, who was full of wine and sleeping sweetly on the couch, Qin Nanxi was helpless.

bowed her head, and saw that she was standing under the couch, and she had no choice but to stop being bound by those vulgar etiquette. He commanded the people to prepare hot water and sent them out.

Serving him to clean his face and hands, when he was seriously injured, she was actually used to doing it. It's just that, tonight, after all, it's in the cave room of the two. She was full of shyness, and even her breathing was much shallower.

Fortunately, Situ Yi slept deeply and seemed to be completely unconscious.

After hesitating for a long time, she took off her hand full of gorgeous pearls, moistened the silk handkerchief with her bare hands, sat gently and shallowly on the edge of the couch, carefully held his palm, and wiped it carefully.

His fingers are slender, the tips are slightly upturned, the nails are full and faintly shiny, and the palms are thick, warm and dry. However, the knuckles of the hands that were supposed to stroke the piano and the pen were covered with thick calluses left by the weapon. At the mouth of the tiger, there is a hideous old scar, lying silently. As if to imply, even though it is gentle and charming now, the blood and killing of the past cannot be easily erased.

Gently holding his fingertips, Qin Nanxi felt slightly distressed. Those of his Jin Ge iron horses, fighting on the battlefield. She didn't have the opportunity to be there in person, and she didn't want to think about it. She only hopes that from now on, her full of love can hold his person and tie his heart. Hand in hand retreat into the quiet of the depths of the years. Even if she is separated from the splendid jade hall, there is no wealth and glory, as long as she is accompanied by him, she is enough.

The love silk is long, like a warm fragrance in a room, faintly lingering beside her, and the concentration she was looking down was suddenly cut off by the slight pain in her fingertips.

She raised her head in surprise, only to find that she had been caught by Situ Yi's affectionate and gentle gaze.

He looked at her silently, as if he wanted to carve her into his eyes. The warm hand gripped her fingertips and held them firmly, as if he was afraid that she would turn around and escape.

A few steps away, the red luan's happy tent on the ground is hanging down. The vermilion candle flame in the curtain can't help but beat with joy. The sweet aroma is faint into a beautiful light, flickering and dimming. It was as if Qin Nanxi's frightened and shy heart suddenly lost his rhythm, and he even forgot to breathe.

After a long time, she found her heartbeat, hurriedly lowered her head, avoided his gaze, and said softly: "You, aren't you drunk?" ”

Situ Yi didn't answer, just took his palm and encircled her in his arms. The gentle lips were deeply imprinted on the center of her eyebrows, and then slid slowly down against the tips of her feathered eyebrows. The warm palm tightly encircled her weak waist, firmly clinging her petite body to her heart, so intimate that she couldn't even tolerate a trace of weak hair. His hot lips kissed her crimson cheeks tenderly and greedily. It was as if she was the sweetest honey in the world, and he was the luckiest child.

Qin Nanxi's body and mind were like falling clouds, and her dizziness and slight palpitations made her breath seem to be full of pain.

Situ Yi was afraid that he would hurt her, so he slowly stopped, sucked on her blushing ear, and laughed softly: "When have I ever been drunk?" ”

Qin Nanxi lowered his eyebrows, gently shaved his shoulders, naughtily pulled away his lightly pursed lips, and said shyly: "But even the little cow has been deceived!" What a cunning! ”

Situ Yi looked down dotingly at her dodging in his arms, and said with a smile: "With such a beautiful day, how can there be any reason to ignore my beautiful girl!" ”

Qin Nanxi's cheeks were scarlet by what he said, and she bowed her head and said nothing. The golden silk peony on the top of the forehead was just against Situ Yi's lips.

Situ Yi tightened her shoulders, tilted her head slightly, and staggered the soft teasing of the golden silk branches. Suddenly, he bent down, and with a slight stroke of his arm, he hugged her horizontally.

"Ah" Qin Nanxi's soft voice continued, and a pair of jade arms had subconsciously hugged his neck.

Situ Yi smiled proudly, looked down at her gently, and said endlessly ambiguously: "Between husband and wife, apart from these burdens, aren't they estranged?" ”

Qin Nan's jade arm around his neck became tight for a while, nor was it loose. I had to bite the corner of my lip, bury my red face in the crook of his neck, and let him carry himself to the dressing table.

Outside the wedding banner, on the red sandalwood dressing table full of rich flowers, a pair of wedding candles are swaying with soft and warm light, rolling red tears falling, accompanied by the sound of lights and flowers. A concentric mirror, like a full moon in the middle of the sky, stands warm and round in the middle. A pair of red silk wine bottles, standing side by side, the red amber light in the bottles, as if melting the gentleness and charm of the room, rippling with a charming red.

Situ Yi carefully removed all the hairpins from her hair. The hair is missing the hoops of the jade hairpin and the golden hairpin, and it is pouring like an ink waterfall in an instant. Three thousand green silk spread on her splendid wedding dress, and it also lingered in his fingers and heart. He looked at the delicate bride in the depths of the bronze mirror for a moment, and said stupidly: "It's so beautiful! ”

Qin Nanxi's eyes were like waves, his red lips were slightly curved, looking at his obsessive eyes in the bronze mirror, and he smiled softly: "Is it beautiful, or am I beautiful?" ”

Situ Yi was slightly stunned by her question, and only after a while did he suddenly put down the gorgeous golden silk peony in his hand, leaned down to her, supported his chin, admired her carefully, and said with a smile: "Even if I cut wood, I can tell that people are more beautiful than flowers, not to mention, Nan Xi is not wood!" ”

Qin Nanxi pursed her lips and smiled, and when she fell into her eyes, she saw the wine bottle not far away. Turning to face him, he couldn't help but smile: "Brother Yi is drunk as much as he wants, just get drunk!" ”

Situ Yi looked at her, his eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles. Gently helped her to get up, turned around and took a pair of wine bottles tied by red silk, one held in his hand, and handed the other to her, and said gently: "Madame, please!" ”

Qin Nanxi slowly took the wine bottle shyly and timidly, and the thin jade arm followed his traction around the crook of his arm. Zhu lips opened slightly, and he sipped the gold bottle.

However, after all, she did not like the stagnation of wine, and even if she was soaked in sweet wine, it would be difficult for her to drink it all in one gulp. On the bridge of the delicate nose, there is still a reluctant wrinkle.

Situ Yi looked at her difficulty when she swallowed the wine syrup, his heart suddenly cooled, and he woke up half of the drunken fragrance for half a night. Liu Qi's lonely and alienated back was clearly in his heart...... He always knew that Yanagi only loved to drink mellow sake. The wine is as clear as crystal, indifferent as ice, soft and long as love silk. It is so slender that it is almost impossible to find traces, but it can firmly tie people's hearts, even if it is separated by mountains and rivers, it is difficult to break off after years. He once thought that those coincidences were just coincidences, but it turned out that they couldn't escape the doom in the dark after all......

After being stunned for a long time, he buried his mind deeply, took off the wine bottle in her hand, and said softly and considerately: "Nanxi still doesn't like amber light?" Knowing this, I should have told them to change the bamboo pith. ”

Qin Nanxi shook his head slightly, raised the vermilion embroidered handkerchief, printed the red from the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice: "Bamboo pith has been used to drinking since childhood, so it is inevitable that I will prefer it more." But this amber light, since it is Brother Yi's favorite, in the future, Nan Xi will slowly get used to it. ”

What she said was unintentional, but what he listened to was heartfelt. The gaze that had been obsessed with her face suddenly flashed with a faint sentimentality, like a phosphorus fire suddenly ignited in the depths of the wilderness in the dark night. Although it is very weak, it is the warmest hope in this deep despair.

Holding her tightly in his arms, Situ Yi's trembling thin lips carefully held her ear, and said in a low voice: "Nanxi, you are mine, you are mine"

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