Like a hairy boy who had just fallen in love, Meng Fusheng didn't know how shocked the person who received his letter in the imperial city.

Du Yueyan's face turned red as soon as she opened the letter, and then drove Nuan Chun and the others out, ignoring their playful smiles, hiding in the room alone, reading and reading the letter from beginning to end, as if she wanted to memorize every word in her mind, and she would never forget even a word that had no meaning in her life.

She didn't know how many times she had looked at it, but when she opened the door again, the sun was still rising outside, but now it was already sunset, and the red and orange glow mixed together, not separating me, the beauty presented to everyone was far more beautiful than the simple mixture of two colors, just like she could not calm her heart.

Nuan Chun and March saw that she had finally opened the door, and hurriedly came over and asked, "Princess, did Master Meng write you a love poem?" Why are you blushing like that, and you insist on driving us slaves out? ”

Du Yueyan's face turned even redder, and even the exposed neck was covered with a thin layer of powder, which was quite annoyed and angry, "Why do you two little girls talk so much, is this what you should ask!" ”

Nuan Chun and the two were not afraid at all, with a curious smile on their faces, they gently pushed Du Yueyan and pleaded: "Princess, just tell the slaves and maids, the slaves and maids are curious to death." ”

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Du Yueyan pretended to be angry, then pushed the two out and ordered, "Go and get me a pen and paper." ”

Nuan Chun and the two laughed more mysteriously, and you pushed me away, "Okay, you are a princess, of course the slaves and maids have to listen to your orders." ”

Du Yueyan paced and shyly "hummed", then turned around and took out the letter on her chest again, glanced at it, and complained sweetly: "Why didn't I know he would write such a thing before." ”

Nuan Chun and the others quickly brought the pen and paper over, Du Yueyan drove them out again, and then sat behind the bookcase, and slowly wrote out her heartfelt words, which was very subtle at first, but after writing, she could no longer control the expression of her true feelings, her love and longing for Meng Fusheng. Of course, in the last sentence, she writes down the real answer in his heart.

Meng Fusheng loves her, she also loves Meng Fusheng, even though so many things have happened between the two, not only can this relationship not be reduced by half, but it even becomes more and more long-lasting.

She knew that she couldn't do without Meng Fusheng, and even the current short-term separation was a little unbearable, as long as she thought that the rest of her life was not spent with that person, she felt very tormented.

After the two of them had a heart-to-heart connection, Meng Fusheng felt that he had been truly relieved mentally and physically, and as soon as he was in a good mood, his body recovered faster and faster, and soon, his old injuries and the poison in it were eliminated, and even the state of the battle was getting better and better, and even Su Ming could feel the vigorous vitality in his body and the spirit of eagerness to try every day.

Su Ming once again had to sigh at the power of love, this was something he had never experienced in half his life, let alone the taste of the beginning of love, although he was not young now, but since he tied his hair, he had been on the battlefield since he tied his hair, even if he returned to the imperial city, he didn't even have a chance to meet any girl, he didn't even hold the girl's hand, life was really a failure.

Meng Fusheng didn't know why, he could always feel the hostile eyes behind him, every time he turned around, it was Su Ming, he was even more strange, what did he do wrong to make Su Ming so angry? Even if he wanted to break his brain, he didn't know that Su Ming's hatred was just because of the sour smell of his love.

But he didn't have time to think about it now, because he was already on the battlefield again.

Du Yueyan's mood was also very happy, as if the pressure accumulated in the half year of house arrest in Cangguo was swept away by a few letters, the whole person was filled with an eye-catching vitality, she actively cooperated with the treatment of the imperial doctor, what medicine, no matter how bitter, as long as the imperial doctor said that it was beneficial to the recovery of the body, she could drink it without blinking. There are also those meals that nourish the body, she also forced herself to finish them, even if she ate her tongue and stomach, she never complained.

Sometimes even Du Weizhen felt distressed, he looked at her frowning brows because she had drunk the bitter medicine, and quickly gave her a piece of candy, "Why don't you slow down this medicine first, didn't the imperial doctor say that you can drink it a little later?" It's going to be a little slower, but you don't have to work so hard. ”

If it had been before, as soon as she heard that she could delay drinking medicine for a few days, Du Yueyan would have been elated and agreed without thinking, but this time she didn't, she just shook her head with a frowning face, and said firmly: "Brother Huang, I want to be better sooner." ”

"It's for the sake of life, right?" Du Weizhen's heart was sour and astringent, the imperial sister who had been in pain for so long threw herself on other men, and it was impossible for anyone to be in a sad mood at all, even if the other party was his confidant and friend, "The imperial brother's efforts are not as good as a sentence from the floating life, alas, so sad." ”

Du Yueyan hung her head shyly, "Brother Huang, it's not just for the sake of floating life, I also want to be good as soon as possible, I feel that my bones are soft when I stay in the room every day." Do I want to be good soon, and the royal brother is not happy? ”

Well, the problem is on him again. Du Weizhen shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Okay, what you said is right, you are the ancestor, and the imperial brother listens to you." ”

Because of her active treatment, her health was getting better and better, and soon the imperial doctor allowed her to walk around the palace to exercise and breathe in the fresh air outside, saying that this would be more beneficial to her body's recovery.

After drinking the last bowl of medicine, Du Yueyan finally made up her mind to say to Du Weizhen: "Brother Huang, I, I, after the war, can you marry me to Fusheng?" After she finished the last word, her beautiful face had turned red into the red glow of the sky, adding a few touches of charm and beauty.

Du Weizhen was stunned for a moment, and then pushed the egg custard in front of him funny, "You asked me to come to you today to taste the egg custard you made with your own hands, it turned out to be this purpose, I thought you were too tired to be considerate of the imperial brother, and you care about the imperial brother?" ”

Du Yueyan was buried lower and lower by what he said, and whispered: "Did I do this with my own hands?" Brother Huang, you see, the royal sister was injured in order to do this. She stretched her hand out of her sleeve, and the tips of her ten slender jade fingers were a little red, as if they had been burned, and Du Weizhen felt distressed for a while.

"Nonsense! In the future, you are not allowed to cook, and if you have something to mention directly, you will be pleased. ”