Not long after the decree was issued, it was time for the winter solstice banquet in Yingnan, and after this banquet, they would be able to go back.

The eldest uncle looked at Wuguo at the opposite table from afar, and it was rare to see her face full of nobility.

His subordinates rubbed the jade pendant on their waists, and there was a panic for no reason.

Wuguo attended, after bowing her head according to the ceremony, she walked to the guqin, a dignified palace dress, she glanced at the eldest uncle sitting in the envoy team, shallow lips chuckled, the Luan Pei on the top of her head collided, and there was a pleasant sound between "Ding Dong".

His sleeves are clasped in his hands, and his fingertips fall on the strings, and the tune spills out of them.

She played "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", a work similar to Sima in Chinese history, played by men for courtship.

The sound of the piano overflowed from the fingertips, and finally there was a touch of sadness at the end note, and the eldest uncle looked up at her, holding the jade pendant in his hand, and was speechless.

A minister said: "As the old saying goes, the phoenix bird is the male, and the phoenix bird is the female, but I didn't expect that the princess still has this bear will." ”

Some ministers compared the phoenix bird to ambition, saying that it means lofty ambitions.

Wuguo didn't answer, but when he went back, he hooked his lips and smiled bitterly.

The world said that Sima Xiang was like a talented and beautiful woman, and he won Zhuo Wenjun's heart with his talent, but he shirked it several times after becoming famous.

If it weren't for Zhuo Wenjun's gift, I am afraid that this phoenix would be the same as Jinwu Zangjiao, a promise that has its own appearance.

It's just that at this time, she thinks that she is the same as Sima Xiangru, at least she once had.

A glass of sake went down, and he left the table irritably.

Wuguo returned to the Star Picking Palace, looked up at the moon, and felt the figure behind him for a long time, his lips closed up and down, and he didn't say anything after all.

The wind blew and fell in the courtyard, filling the room with loneliness.

The eldest uncle said: "Why did you suddenly agree to be crossed. ”

Wuguo paused: "It's nothing, I just think that as a princess, I should keep my promise." ”

As she spoke, she walked to the table and sat down, put down the dagger in her hand, and looked at him: "Compete with me." ”

The eldest uncle looked at her inexplicably, but the man smiled, like a bewitching charm, enchanting and deadly.

She said: "Maybe after you lose, I will regret it and not agree to the pledge." ”

The sound of a coquettish laugh rang out in the room, and her eyes were misty, not as clear as they had been at the beginning, so that he could not see through or fathom.

The eldest uncle frowned and was about to step forward, but was dodged sideways by Wuguo, she looked at him: "That's enough, that's it." ”

As he spoke, he paused again: "Let's start." ”

With the strength of his hand, he pulled out the dagger from the table, and slid it in front of him with a sound, his hair scattered with his whirl body under the moonlight, and his eyes were full of coldness, which made the heart of the person opposite tremble.

He propped up the table and dodged the attack sideways, but saw Wuguo raise his foot, kick away the wooden table, his right hand buckled, the center of gravity stabbed forward with the dagger, the blade grazed the long uncle, and a trace of hair fell in response.

The eldest uncle frowned, raised his hand to pull the movements of the person in front of him, turned around, grasped the hand, and firmly controlled the front in his arms at the same time, his left hand pulled her right hand down, and the blade attached to the arm fell into the scabbard.

The eldest uncle looked at the top of her head, his eyes darkened, and his hands forced, flipped, and brought the person in his arms over, and the dagger was thrown into the distance.

Wuguo bumped into his arms, and there was a sadness when he didn't come, and the whole person stood there, holding his placket with both hands, crying in a muffled voice.

How she is willing to give it, how to give it up.

Raised since childhood, everyone said in her ear, she is your face, you are the plaything in your little harem, how could she be willing to leave this person who has been considered a property since she was a child.

After a long time, Uncle Chang sighed lightly and raised his hand to hug him, in fact, at this time, the emotions that had been scruples for many years were gone.

That's when he knew.

His heart is one acre and three points of land, pretending to be his mother, his brother, and thousands of Beixue.

And all of this is in front of Wuguo.

As for Wuguo, her heart is not very broad, and she also pretends to be a lot of people, including father and brother, government and government, and Yingnan, but in front of feelings, she is more selfish than him.

Wuguo sniffed, adjusted her mood, like a heartless girl, looked up at him, and in her burning eyes, there was still only one person.

She said: "Remember how good I am when I go back. ”

The soft sound of the house sounded in the room, and the crackling of the stove caused silence in the room.

The eldest uncle looked at her, his lips squirmed for a long time, and he still didn't say anything.

Wuguo was stunned, and then smiled, she said: "It's okay, you forget me, I forget you, maybe when we see each other again, everything will be fine, and the two will be happy." ”

She clutched the fabric on her sleeve, her heart trembled slightly, but she still had a powerful smile on her face, and said over and over again: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

What can she do, who will let them meet, starting from inequality and ending with equality.

Wuguo exhaled and said, "I heard that Beixue chose the earliest time to go back. It's tomorrow, right? ”

"Hmm." The eldest uncle should be.

Wuguo laughed: "That's fine." ”

The eldest uncle frowned, didn't say much, just turned his gaze, and fell on the sachet on Wuguo's waist: "Don't bring this sachet in the future." ”

Wuguo also lowered his head and looked at the sachet on his waist, a little in a trance.

When she saw it that day, she didn't know anything, thinking that as long as she liked it, she could take it for granted. Just like when she was a child, just a good-looking person like the eldest uncle should belong to her, including everything about him.

So she snatched it and kept it with her.

She remembered what the eldest uncle had said.

But how old is His Royal Highness, and this favorite idea really can't change?

She smiled, untied the sachet from her waist, and threw it into the stove next to her.

On a face, seeing the posture of the little princess again, she said: "If you let me not bring it, I won't bring it." ”

The incense sachet that fell on the stove burned out, and a puff of green smoke swayed up, leaving only a lingering fragrance in the house.

Wuguo didn't say a word, just looked at him like that.

She had been carrying it for many days, but she did not know that the sachet contained poison that killed people. He didn't let her bring it, so she burned, and he kept it with him, hurting his body.

The eldest uncle looked at her movements in astonishment, not knowing what to say for a while.

Wuguo raised his head: "His Royal Highness the eldest uncle still remembers it, no matter how old I grow, this idea of winning people's favor still can't be changed." So don't show anything in front of me, even if it's far away in Beixue, I might go and grab it back. ”

The eldest uncle raised his eyebrows, collected all his emotions for a long time, raised his hand to salute, passed by Wuguo, and ended the last meeting before parting.

Wuguo blinked for a moment, his lips raised, trying to keep the arc from falling.