There has been a big event in the city of Kyoto recently. The second young master from the Prime Minister's Mansion actually intentionally eloped with a Qinglou woman, and after being caught up, he even jumped into the moat, preparing to be martyred. ”

It's just that he is blessed with a great life, and although he only has one breath left after being salvaged, he is still rescued. It's just that I pity the woman, who was not in good health, and after falling into the water, her soul has passed away. ”

Ji Wenguang walked out of the restaurant with a dark face, and in just a few days, these storytellers made up this matter in a good way, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

"Father, I was wrong. ”

On the fifth day of being locked up in the room, Ji Wuya finally saw his father, "I shouldn't have left without permission to embarrass my father." ”

"It's good to know that it's wrong," Ji Wenguang frowned, put the hot soup in his hand on the table, and turned to leave, "You think about it in the room, and come out in a month." ”

Ji Wuya originally wanted to admit his mistake first, maybe his father would let himself out if he was soft-hearted. I didn't expect this mistake to be admitted, but I still have to be locked up here for a month.

"Father!" he saw that the door was about to be locked again, and shouted, "I was wrong, but Qinglan is not wrong, and please don't blame her!"

The closed door was opened again, and the sudden sunlight pierced his eyes.

A layer of anger appeared on Ji Wenguang's face, and his face was gloomy, "The girl is naturally not wrong. I don't agree with you, not because she was born in a green house. It's that you know that she is the daughter of a criminal minister, but you still disregard your identity and insist on going your own way. ”

"Father, you also say that he is the daughter of a sinner. It was her father who was at fault, and she was only implicated. ”

"She's well and well being implicated, but you shouldn't behave like that. This matter is now in an uproar, and the case of the year has been turned over again, even if she has the life to come out of the moat, can she stand such a verbal and written criticism?!"

Ji Wuya sat on the ground in surprise and said in a trembling voice: "Qinglan, she ...... Dead?"

"Yes, she's dead. Ji Wenguang looked at him condescendingly, his eyes were cold, "Die on your self-righteousness." There are so many things in the world that death is the easiest. ”

"If you really love her, you have to be her," his voice never stopped for half a minute, but suddenly turned into a complaining and cold female voice, ethereal, "why don't you come to accompany me?"

Ji Wuya was shocked in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw that Ji Wenguang's figure quickly became slender, and his appearance gradually blurred. Although it is not real to be seen by a cloud of white light, it is clearly the appearance of a woman.

"Qinglan, Qinglan!"

He was about to make a sound to stop him, when he felt that someone was covering his own, as if he was afraid that he would say something more.

The scene in front of him suddenly lit up, and after the dazzling white light dissipated, a pretty little face appeared in front of him.

"Shh," the girl let go of a hand, stretched out her index finger to her lips, and said softly: "Second brother, Sister Murong is outside, if she hears you calling someone else's name, be careful and ignore you." ”

Ji Wuya hurriedly rolled over from the recliner and hurriedly walked to the door, but suddenly turned around, frowned slightly and asked, "Xingchen, have I done anything to make my father angry before......?" Have you ever left Kyoto City?"

The sunlight of late spring and early summer shines through the green veil, and falls softly on Ji Xingchen's side face, delicate as a spring flower, "Although the second brother acted a little absurdly a few years ago, he has become a lot more stable recently, and he is on par with the eldest brother. The father was also very pleased, and relatives and friends were full of praise for the second brother. ”

Ji Wuya breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and muttered to himself: "The last time I went out was when my grandfather passed away, and my eldest brother and I returned to our hometown with my father's Fuling, it was four or five years ago. ”

After that, he turned around and came back and rubbed Ji Xingchen's head, and said with a smile: "I will accompany Brother Murong to pick a dowry today, whatever Xingchen wants, Second Brother will buy it back for you." ”

"I don't believe it, it's clear that the second brother wants to buy a gift for Sister Murong, and he uses me as an excuse. Ji Xingchen straightened his messy bun, then pushed his back and walked out, "Second brother, let's go quickly, don't make people wait." ”

Ji Wuya was pushed out of the house, and saw Murong Zhi standing under the tree with a smile.

Didn't she hear what she had just said? His heart jumped, and he always felt that there was a bit of danger in that smile.

The two stood opposite each other, and before he could speak, he heard Murong Zhi say softly, "You had a dream." ”

Ji Wuya looked at her calm expression, then he also put his mind at ease and said with a smile: "Yes, it's just a dream." ”

The city of Kyoto is still thriving, and his life is still in his hands.

It's just that until the end of that dream, he didn't see what the woman named "Qinglan" looked like.

"What are you talking about?"

"What can't you dream of, isn't it the last four months of work, you can't wait?"

Murong Lan stepped forward with a smile and quipped: "It seems that it's my fault, it's a little late to pick this day, and the two of them may still blame me behind my back." ”

Hearing her say this, Murong Zhi instantly blushed, and finally glanced at Ji Wuya, and then entered the house with Ji Xingchen, who was standing at the door.

Seeing her figure disappear behind the door, Murong Lan smiled and said, "You and Zhi'er have grown up with me since childhood, and you know what my temper is." If you let me know that you are not good to Zhi'er, then it will be ......."

"Sister, don't worry, if Zhi'er has any mistakes, my father and Xingchen will not let me go. ”

Murong Lan nodded slowly, then turned sideways and said, "Ying'er, you guys go." If there's anything you can't decide, someone can just ask me. ”

"Sister, I'm already married, can you stop calling me like that. Murong Ying touched the bridge of her nose a little embarrassed, "Then let's go, sister doesn't need to worry about it." ”

"My mother died early, and my eldest sister is like a mother, how can I not worry about ......"

She smiled and shook her head, and walked back into the house.

For some reason, there have been a lot of happy events in Kyoto City in the last six months.

When everyone woke up from that terrible dream, they were filled with emotion when they saw Kyoto Castle lit up every night.

After the sound of congratulations disappeared, Ji Wuya took the joy scale and provoked the red Xipa in the flickering candlelight.

The luxurious pearls and emeralds on the head were taken off one by one, the heavy makeup was washed off, and the untied three thousand green silks were spread on the fire-like wedding dress, which made Murong Zhi's skin more and more like snow.

"Whatever you want, I'll deliver it to you one by one. ”

Murong Zhi chuckled, wrapped her arms around his shoulders and neck, and whispered, "In that dream, you have already done this. ”

The curtain was slowly lowered, and the dragon and phoenix red candles that were not extinguished all night lit with two dim lights, which were more touching than the stars in the sky.

Warm fragrant nephrite, warm tent Luo.

The delicate jade white is mixed with the rich red, like the snow falling on the red plum, and it blooms in winter.

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