"Wanwan, Wanwan-" Jiang Wan was hanging his head and embroidering with distress, when he heard the ecstatic voice of his man outside the corridor.

She looked up in amazement, wondering what was wrong with the sun, the sun coming out in the west? Do your own men still have such a childish day?

As soon as he thought about it, the arms with the familiar ambergris wrapped around him, Jiang Wan put down the needle and thread in his hand with some amusement, and obediently hugged the man's broad back: "What's wrong today, so happy." ”

Lu Zhixing let go of her slightly, lowered his head and looked at her, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were like stars: "Wanwan, you guess first." Jiang Wan pretended to frown in confusion and stretched out his hands to him, indicating that he had no idea. Lu Zhixing smiled, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the embroidery pattern on the table, and pointed at random: "It has something to do with this thing." ”

He didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said it, Jiang Wan was suddenly startled, and quickly stood up and grabbed his hand, and said with a bitter face: "Good Xingzhou, you can spare me, if you find me a few more embroidery masters to teach me embroidery as Mama said, I, I-" Her phoenix eyes widened, her teeth were bitten, and the naked threat in her eyes made Lu Zhixing feel weak.

"I won't let you climb into my bed for three months!"

Quiet.

Quiet.

Lu Zhixing touched his nose in a daze, and secretly told himself that he couldn't be too upright if he wanted to provoke Mrs. in the future: "Hehe, hehe, Wanwan, what do you want, how can I bully you like Mama." ”

He covered his weak heart with a calm smile, while holding her thin white hand, playing with it casually, not knowing it, but it was really distressing at first glance: "The wound on your hand ......" The days when Jiang Wan was abolished and lived in the cold palace have always been a pain in Lu Zhixing's heart, and he has been trying to eliminate the mottled marks left on her body at that time. Just like these hands, they were so beautiful and delicate when they first married him, but in the end, they were still rough when they were in the cold palace.

He used a lot of methods to finally raise her back to her original lovely appearance, and Lu Zhixing's eyes gradually mixed with some cruelty: "Is someone bullying you again?" ”

Jiang Wan knew that he was thinking about it when she saw him like this, for the sake of her man's mental health, she gently pulled out the fingers lying in Lu Zhixing's palm, stood on tiptoe slightly, kissed him like a dragonfly on the lips, and said in a soft tone: "Don't think too much, it's just to learn to embroider something that looks eye-catching." She turned lazily, leaned on his chest, picked up the embroidery on the desk, and muttered as she threaded the needle and thread: "I see that the middle coat you wear on weekdays is too ugly, and I want to learn more and rust a new one for you." ”

Lu Zhixing looked at the embroidery between her slender jade fingers in a daze, and it was really a simple mold of a middle coat, and suddenly felt as if she had been scalded by warm water, which was very appropriate: "Wanwan ......" He hugged her into his arms, and his knife-like chin was against the top of her dark hair, and he called out abruptly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wan responded casually, and Lu Zhixing's middle coat appeared in front of her, she was annoyed for a while, and she wore the wrong thread in her hand, she gritted her back molars and looked at the messy embroidery, and continued to embroider without seeing it.

Between threading the needle, Jiang Wan's heart became more and more sour, that middle coat was really hateful, I don't know how many women I have come into contact with! She must embroider a middle garment, and when the time comes...... Jiang Wanqiao's face was slightly red, and when the time came for him to get close to him, he could only wear his own embroidered middle coat, and the rest of the time he wore his own, like this...... She shouldn't be so nervous, right?

Her mind was chaotic, but Lu Zhixing threw out a bombshell in a soft voice: "Wanwan, the phoenix robe you wore on the day you married me, I have already embroidered an identical one." ”

In an instant, Jiang Wan couldn't touch any boundless thoughts, what overturned vinegar jars, and only his gentle voice was in his ears: "Wanwan, you, just officially marry me again." ”

"You and I are young couples, and we have gone through so many twists and turns." He hugged her tightly and sighed softly, "This time, I will no longer fail you." ”

Jiang Wan's brain was blank, and only one sentence echoed in it.

"You'll be my queen again."

Lu Zhixing expressed his heart with affection, and rubbed her cheek easily, thinking that she was so excited that she couldn't speak, but who knew that her cold face without a trace of temperature penetrated his skin, and he was suddenly startled.

"What's wrong, Wanwan, are you uncomfortable?" He held her thin shoulders in a panic, and just wanted to pick her up and rush into the hospital to find the doctor to take a look, when he heard Jiang Wan's voice with a smile: "What stupid things are you talking about, I'm fine." Lu Zhixing breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he wanted to say something, his arms were empty, and in an instant, the woman's soft body fell in front of him, and he stretched out his hand in a daze, but what he held was nothingness.

He heard his own stiff voice: "Jiang Wan, Concubine Hui, what are you doing?" ”

Jiang Wan's slightly drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, but her tone was still soft, without a trace of fluctuation: "Concubine Jiang, she feels immoral, she doesn't dare to occupy the position of the mother of the country, and please Your Majesty-" She paused, bent down unfamiliarly and skillfully, and touched her forehead on the cold ground, the biting cold seemed to pierce her heart, and for no reason, she shivered fiercely.

"—Take back your fate."

The scenery of Changle Palace has always been good, just like the lush flower corridor in front of the main hall where Concubine Jiang Hui lives, according to legend, it was planted on the corridor by the emperor and Concubine Jiang Hui after they had a clear understanding of each other, showing each other's unwavering hearts.

However, at this moment, the rain was pouring down, and I don't know if it was because of the negligence of the palace maid, or because the rainstorm came too quickly, and the flowers, which were always gorgeous in the sun, were finally defeated in this cruel rainstorm, and fell to the ground half-dead, all over the ground.

The two people in the room, one standing and the other kneeling, but none of them moved slightly, like a paradise that does not know the wind and rain, and nothing can affect the two of them at this time...... Break.

"I will allow you to say it again, I can think of it as if I was covered by thunder, and I have never heard it." Jiang Wan's forehead was so cold that it hurt, and she smiled bitterly when she listened to the sound of the ice ballast on the landing trip.

She propped up the cold floor, stood up slowly, slowly looked back at his implied hopeful gaze, and said slowly: "The concubine said, please take back your majesty's fate." ”

"Bang!" A white lightning bolt hit the sky, under the blazing white lightning light, Lu Zhixing's dark and gloomy face was extremely terrifying, accompanied by a thunderous thunder that resounded through the sky and appeared on the floor of the main hall of Changle Palace at the same time, as well as a fragment of Jiang Wan's favorite teacup on the desk - that was what Lu Zhixing rewarded when she was officially registered as Concubine Hui and moved into Changle Palace. Jiang Wan has always been indifferent to those rewarded jewelry, only this white-glazed porcelain teacup, which was mixed in several sets of tea sets and was picked out by her at a glance, no matter when Lu Zhixing came to her after that, as long as he saw her drinking tea, he used this teacup.

He had secretly rejoiced in it for a long time, but now he hated it so much that he didn't even care about it.

"Jiang Wan." Lu Zhixing said coldly, "Why, are you still hating me?" ”

Jiang Wan lowered his eyelids, bowed his body silently, picked up the broken porcelain pieces one by one, and did not speak.

Lu Zhixing pinched her hand tightly, and the force was so strong that it even left a red mark on her thin white forearm, she looked up in a daze, and what caught her eye was his slightly red, but there was despair underneath, and she suddenly looked away as if she was stung by the despair.

"Wanwan," Lu Zhixing smiled tremblingly, with a hint of begging in his tone: "That day, didn't we really have the same heart, promise me okay, become my wife, I will give you whatever you want." ”

Jiang Wan closed his eyes and laughed very shallowly.

"Your Majesty, behold, the flower gallery we once planted together."

Lu Zhixing subconsciously looked down the corridor, and suddenly became furious: "This group of dog minions, how dare you-"

A cold finger lightly pressed against his lips, Lu Zhixing hurriedly closed his voice, Jiang Huifei had already opened those dazzling phoenix eyes, but the inside was no longer as energetic as before, replaced by deep tiredness.

"Your Majesty, I can be your concubine, I can be your concubine, I can even be your imperial concubine, and I can be your favorite concubine." At this moment, Lu Zhixing looked at the pale woman with tired eyes in front of him in fear, and realized so strongly for the first time that she would leave him.

Jiang Wan slowly withdrew his hand, his red lips closed one by one, and he spit out the most ruthless words: "But, I don't want to be your queen." ”

"—absolutely not."

Wang Shouyi was originally guarding the outside of the main hall of Changle Palace, these two big masters never need to be present when they meet, Wang Gonggong thought in a daze, no, it should be the queen mother, phew, Concubine Hui has always disliked the minions dangling in front of her, and even her majesty who often goes to see her has developed this habit.

The prince still remembers that after His Majesty once went to see Concubine Qi, who had not seen the holy face for a long time, the cautious woman stuffed herself with a large bag of gold and silver, begging herself to mention something, he was wondering, but he didn't expect Concubine Qi to kneel down and beg him to mention herself, and His Majesty didn't bring the attendants into her palace to completely disgust her.

A big eunuch like Wang Gonggong, in addition to running errands on weekdays, the only fun is all kinds of fun news in this palace, but unfortunately this time he was drenched in the rain not long after he was happy, which was not enough, he just cleaned himself up, and ushered in the master with a hideous expression.

"Your Majesty......" Wang Shouyi was so frightened that he fell directly to the ground, how long has it been, since Concubine Hui Niangniang came out of the cold palace to regain her holy grace, how long has it been since this great master of the heavens has not had such a bad face, and this is a ......

"Wang Shouyi, declare my will." In a place where the prince couldn't see, Lu Zhixing hooked his lips in embarrassment, and the rain dripped down his shoulders with the long black hair tied behind his head, and then slid to his heart.

"Concubine Hui...... The behavior is not formal, the Changle Palace is grounded, and it is not allowed to come out unless it is an edict. ”

In the dense rain curtain, the man walked on foot, as if to crush all the fragility in his heart, Wang Shouyi chased after him in a panic with an umbrella, and kept shouting "Your Majesty" and "Your Majesty", but the man turned a deaf ear.

Wanwan, I don't believe it.