"My sister doesn't eat sugar, you tell my sister, can't you find your mother?"

"This is what my brother asked me to give you." The childish boy lifted the sugar man and put it to Tang Ningnan's mouth.

"Brother? What kind of brother? ”

"A tall, particularly handsome brother in crimson clothes, and my brother even asked me to take my sister to a place."

Feng Feihan and Tang Ningnan both have extraordinary temperaments and outstanding appearances, in order not to steal the limelight of the two of them at Yi Pei's wedding, and in order to prepare for the good day of the big day, the two of them chose a dark red that is not so jumpy and flamboyant compared to the big red.

So as soon as he heard the child's description, Tang Ningnan knew that he was talking about Feng Feihan.

It turned out that Feng Feihan deliberately let this little child guide her, and she didn't know where to hide, and she was watching her jokes.

Thinking of this, Tang Ningnan stood up on his feet, and looked around carefully, wanting to see where Feng Feihan was hiding, but Feng Feihan had already left the wall, and she couldn't find it no matter how she looked for it.

The childish boy took Tang Ningnan's hand and was about to walk forward, still reciting words in his mouth, "Sister, you follow me, my brother said, if you don't hurry up, it's too late." ”

is completely the appearance of a little adult, with little hands, walking in front of Tang Ningnan all the way.

Crossing the stone bridge, and then walking through the market, he came to a stone road up the mountain, and the child let go of Tang Ningnan's hand and stuffed the sugar man in his hand into Tang Ningnan's hand.

stretched out his arm again and made a gesture of asking Tang Ningnan to hug him.

Tang Ningnan saw that this childish boy was really cute, squatted down, and hugged him into his arms, the childish boy pouted and kissed Tang Ningnan on the face, then got out of Tang Ningnan's arms, and said: "Sister, go find your brother, my brother is waiting for you." ”

But there was no Feng Feihan here, and just when she was at a loss, the road leading to the mountainside on the side suddenly lit up.

Tang Ningnan turned his head, the pearl hairpin collided, and the sound of wearing a ring in his ears could not be dispersed for a long time, and it seemed that there was a phoenix chirping in the air, and the long song surrounded him, Tang Ningnan was shocked by the scenery in front of him.

Thousands of candles burst into view, stretching from the stone road in front of you to the depths of the mountains and forests.

On both sides of the stone path, jacarandas bloom in August, red candles and red lanterns hanging high on the trees illuminate this path.

Tang Ningnan stepped on the first stone step, and the blue-purple petals scattered fell on her green silk and beads, complementing the crimson wedding dress. The evening breeze blows the jacaranda and falls into the blue and colorful, as if the stars in the sky have fallen into the mortal world.

Each jacaranda tree is also tied with a water-red ribbon, ten steps in a tie, when there is no wind, it hangs quietly, and looks up along the candle-lit mountain road, just like the flying fairy water sleeves between the crimson and light purple, lined with the candle shadow to shake red, attracting people to linger.

Wait until the evening breeze blows slightly, the jacaranda branches and leaves are sparse, sassy with the wind, the water-red satin flutters, and the swaying candle flame reflect each other, the perfect combination of movement and stillness, dreamy makes Tang Ningnan feel that the scenery in front of him is unreal.

Feng Feihan walked slowly in this piece of brilliance.

Tang Ningnan seemed to sink into a deep dream, and the man in front of her couldn't see his body and face clearly, but she knew that this was Feng Feihan, so she let him take her hand and stretch out towards the flower road.

In the ten thousand candle lights, a few voices returned to the magpie. The hems of the boys and girls swayed with the pace of running, the stone steps fell and rolled up, galloping through the years, and the beauty was like a gorgeous chapter.

Walking in the mountains, red candles are haloed, and thousands of roads and thousands of lights are leading.

Dancing on the steps, beads and chimes, one step at a time.

Tang Ningnan was dragged by Feng Feihan to follow behind, watching him wear a vermilion wedding dress to set off his tall figure, clean and clear, but not the royal family lost its majesty. He wears a silver crown on his head, a jade pendant around his waist, and his long hair is lazy and scattered behind his shoulders.

A little tear oozed from the corner of her eyes, Feng Feihan's figure became more and more blurred, and the candle flame also turned into an overlapping white round shadow.

For a long time, he was brought into a bamboo house by Feng Feihan, and the furnishings in it should be the style and color that will only be used on the wedding day of men and women.

Under the leadership of Feng Feihan, the two of them each held the two ends of the red brocade, saluted to the heavens and the earth, and greeted the green mountains and green waters, and finally bowed to each other in a deep voice.

After the ceremony, Tang Ningnan rushed into Feng Feihan's arms and couldn't help but choke.

Feng Feihan panicked, patted Tang Ningnan on the shoulder, and asked gently, "What's the matter, don't you like it?" ”

Tang Ningnan shook his head, "No, it's because I like it too much." ”

The corners of Feng Feihan's mouth curled slightly, and when the person in her arms gradually stopped sobbing, he pressed her shoulder, looked at her face to face, and said seriously:

"This is the wedding I owe you, what others have, I don't allow you not to have it, and what others don't have, I will give it to you."

Tang Ningnan nodded deeply, he worshiped the heaven and the earth, the green water and green mountains, only the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the river flowed backwards, the winter thunder shook the summer rain and snow, and he dared to be with the king.

"And there's more." Feng Feihan said mysteriously, and led Tang Ningnan to the bedroom, where the bed was covered with dates, peanuts, longan, and melon seeds.

Tang Ningnan picked up a bunch of them and scattered them on the bed, she knew that this was the meaning of giving birth to a noble son early.

At this time, Feng Feihan brought two glasses of wine from the table and said, "If you drink other people's wedding wine, we should also drink our own wedding wine." ”

Tang Ningnan shyly took the wine glass from Feng Feihan's hand, and when the candle flame went out, the two of them raised their heads and drank all the wine in the cup.

"When are you going to prepare this?" After drinking a glass of wine, Feng Feihan sat on the bed with Tang Ningnan in his arms, and Tang Ningnan asked.

"When you were preparing for the wedding of their couple in the past two days, I started to prepare."

"Why are you preparing this?"

"I see envy in your eyes, you are the woman of the monarch of the world, how can I make you envy others?"

Tang Ningnan leaned on Feng Feihan tighter, he could actually read what he was thinking from his own eyes, she felt Feng Feihan's favor, which was different from his favor to himself in the palace, but as a favor between ordinary couples.

"Do you know who that little kid is who brought you?"

"Who?"

Faced with Feng Feihan's question, Tang Ningnan had no clue, so he simply asked him directly.

"He's Yun Lang's nephew."

"Really?" Tang Ningnan asked in surprise, he didn't expect Yun Lang to have a brother and give birth to a child, "I like him, that child is pleasing when he looks at it, and he wants me to kiss him." ”

Recalling the way the little child raised his little hand to hug her just now, Tang Ningnan couldn't help laughing.

"Do you like it?"

Feng Feihan came over and whispered in her ear.

"Of course I like it, who wouldn't like such a cute child."

"I like it too, so, Ning'er, it's okay to give me another baby." Feng Feihan grabbed Tang Ningnan into his arms and said a little coquettishly.

Tang Ningnan, who was blushing, directly leaned his mouth over and met Feng Feihan's lips, Feng Feihan happily accepted this enthusiastic and active but somewhat shy kiss, and just drank a glass of wine, the sweet breath spread between his mouth and nose.

The kiss is soft and sweet, like a feather falling on the water, swirling and stirring gentle waves. It's long, and people want to be intoxicated like this, until the air in the lungs is almost exhausted, and Tang Ningnan reluctantly leaves.

But Feng Feihan had already ignited the flames on her body, and instead of being passive and active, she took off her clothes with ease, and her thin lips covered Tang Ningnan's mouth.

If their previous relationship was that of the emperor and the concubine, respecting each other as guests, then from tonight onwards there has been a more intimate relationship - husband and wife.

Feng Feihan's gentle and piercing eyes melted the night, and also melted Tang Ningnan's heart.

In the bronze mirror attached to the hot breath exhaled by the two, Tang Ningnan saw his blurred face.

It turned out that when I was with him, I had such an expression.

Smiling, like dreaming of the best.

After the pleasure, Feng Feihan fell into a deep sleep, but in the extremely good memories and warmth, Tang Ningnan was not able to fall asleep as quickly as before.

She looked at Feng Feihan's quiet sleeping face, the brows that were always frowning together were finally stretched, the eyelashes were very thick, hanging down on the lower eyelids, like a small black fan, and his lips rose and fell slightly, and it could be seen that he was sleeping peacefully and breathing calmly.

She hadn't seen Feng Fei Han Su when she was with the other concubines, but she always felt that Feng Fei Han must be the most relaxed and comfortable when she slept on her bed.

After looking at Feng Feihan's face like this for a long time, Tang Ningnan gave birth to a sadness that she couldn't even understand.

After getting along for so long, she is completely inseparable from the man in front of her, she is beginning to be afraid of parting, she is afraid that she will be framed in the palace and have a dislike with him, she is afraid that there will be something wrong with Feng Feihan's plan for this southern tour, and finally she has to separate from her.

But what she is even more afraid of is that she doesn't know when she will return to her original world, and no one knows Feng Feihan's world.

Even if she can tell the experience between herself and Feng Fei Han vividly, no one will believe it, she just thinks she is crazy, and she can't find any trace of Feng Fei Han's existence after looking through history books and biographies.

Thinking of this, the tip of Tang Ningnan's nose was sour, a little moisture appeared under his eyes, and a tear slipped quietly and fell on Feng Feihan's eyes.

Tang Ningnan immediately wiped away the tears on his face, afraid of waking him up and letting him see some flaws.

Feng Feihan moved his brows, his eyes were half-open in a daze, and a deep voice came out of his throat: "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Then he rubbed Tang Ningnan into his arms.

Tang Ningnan collided with the smell of Feng Feihan rushing to his face, as if he had fallen on top of a ball of soft cotton.

Just before she had to think wildly, Tang Ningnan indulged in the arms of the man in front of her, so that she could forget all her troubles.