The two walked hand in hand to the courtyard, and Yun Xuanji was looking at the door of the study with anticipation, like a wangfu stone.

But when he saw the two of them holding hands, his eyes dimmed suddenly.

"Didn't you go to give me an inscription? What about fans? Yun Xuanji quickly hid his emotions without shedding a trace.

"It's done, but the ink hasn't dried yet. Eat it in a while, I'll give it to you. Yan Chanyi glanced at Yun Xuanji with some disgust, and said, "Wait, this county lord will let you taste what is the real delicacy of the world." ”

So saying, he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the fire.

Wei Youchen walked to Yun Xuanji's side and sat down, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for sending her back last night." ”

Yun Xuanji was stunned, and then said with a smile, "She is a good girl, don't let her down." If there is a next time......"

Yun Xuanji suddenly stopped, he didn't know what to say. What if there was a next time? Yan Zenyi is the brightest star in the sky, and he is just the most ordinary mud pit on the ground.

What can he do?

Wei Youchen smiled and said, "You are also a good man, don't mind the past too much." Zen Zen, you can't think of it, but don't ignore that there are people around you who also love you. ”

Without waiting for Yun Xuanji to say anything, Wei Youchen said again, "I have never failed her, yesterday's incident was just a misunderstanding, I misunderstood her, and I will never do it again." Even if she says the moon is square, I will believe her unconditionally. ”

Yun Xuanji opened his mouth, but the original words were swallowed back by him. He never thought that he would be comforted by his rival in love one day, probably in the eyes of Wei Youchen, he didn't even have the qualifications to be a rival in love.

"I hope you do what you say, but unless she chases me away, I'll follow her and stay with her for the rest of my life." Yun Xuanji looked at Yan Zen Yi who was sweating profusely in front of the firelight, and suddenly showed a sinister smile.

"If she marries me in the future, you will have to purify yourself so that you can be by her side." Wei Youchen didn't object to Yun Xuanji's words, well, there was no opposition on the surface.

Yun Xuanji secretly shuddered, not daring to talk any further.

Soon, the two fish were grilled, and Merry came out of the shadows, and six people besieged the two grilled fish, and soon wiped out all the fish.

"It's delicious." Yun Xuanji licked his lips and said, "It seems that I should go to the barracks to see my brother when I have time." ”

Yan Chanyi rolled his eyes, what do you look at your younger brother, it is clear that she just wants to eat fish and eat enough.

"Okay, go back when you're full, you'll be busy tomorrow." Yan Zenyi waved his hand, as if he remembered something again, and said, "Wait, the fan should be dry, I'll get it for you." ”

As he spoke, he ran back to the study, folded the fan that had been dried, walked out again, and handed it to Yun Xuanji.

Yun Xuanji took it in a hurry and opened the fan.

There was only one big "Xuan" word on it, and Yun Xuanji had a black line on his face, until he turned the fan over and saw the poem on it, and his face returned to normal.

"The mystery is faintly difficult to perceive, and the dust is leisurely. It is not too late to prosper all the fate, Pei Hui is still in the world. Yun Xuanji read out the poem on the fan, carefully recalled it, and then put the fan away again.

"It's really suitable for my mysterious son." Yun Xuanji smiled with satisfaction, made a gesture and left the Fence Chrysanthemum Courtyard.

"Now let's go exchange gifts." Yan Zenyi saw Yun Xuanji leaving, and couldn't wait to pull Weiwuchen to his room.

When she had just grilled the fish, her mind was full of thoughts, what was the gift he had prepared after he had disappeared for days?

Wei Youchen looked at the little girl who was anxious a little helplessly, and let her pull herself into her room.

"What is this?" Yan Chanyi looked at the brocade box on the table that was longer than her arm, and was a little shocked, what was in such a big box?

"Open it and see it, won't you?" Weichen rubbed her head dotingly.

Yan Zenyi trembled and opened the box with antiquity, and there were two identical short swords lying inside. The handle of the dagger is carved with a full fleur of irises, and although it is just an ordinary copper color, it is dotted with many purple gemstones.

The scabbard of the dagger was wrapped in a soft leather case, and there were two straps on it that could be used to attach to the arm, and the buckle was also made of purple gemstones.

Yan Zenyi took out a short sword and pulled the sword out of its sheath, and the sword body was black black black iron. It looked so cold and cold, but it made Yan Zenyi's heart overflow with warmth.

"So the blisters on your hands are struck with iron?" Yan Zenyi put down the short sword, turned around and hugged Wei Youchen.

She saw it last night when he was feeding himself porridge, and her hands were covered with blisters, and she didn't know if it was sharpened or burned by the molten slurry of the sword.

A handsome man with a bare upper body swung the hammer again and again, knocking out a pair of good swords, and her heart was pounding, as if she was about to jump out of her heart and go straight to this handsome man.

"Do you like it?" Wei Youchen also hugged the person in his arms tightly, but did not answer her question, but said, "I will not be able to protect you by your side for a period of time in the future, so let these two swords protect you instead of me." ”

"I love it!" Yan Chanyi nodded fiercely in his arms, and his eyes were slightly red, "Does this sword have a name?" ”

"Not yet, you are their master, and the name is naturally yours." The gentleness of Weichen's smile said that the sword was given to the hero, and when he was building these two swords, he was always worried that she would not like it.

"It's called Shuangchen Sword, this one is called Yunchen, and this one is called Youchen!" Yan Zenyi didn't want to use his name to make a name.

Who made her a wreck? But she likes this name inexplicably.

"Okay, the left sword is me, and the right sword is also mine." Wei Youchen nodded, he also liked this name.

As he spoke, he let go of his embrace, picked up two short swords, pointed to a few purple crystals on the hilt and said, "This is a mechanism, and when you press it, two poisonous arrows will shoot out from the end of the hilt, which can be used for a sneak attack if you are not defeated and pretend to abandon the sword." ”

Yan Zenyi rubbed the beautiful purple crystals a few times, and said with a smile, "Got it, come and see the gift I gave you." ”

Saying that, Yan Zenyi pulled Wei Youchen to the inner room of the wing room, and walked to the side of the bed, Yan Zen Yi let go of Wei Youchen's hand and groped under his pillow.

Yan Zenyi didn't sell much, and directly opened the brocade box.

She directly took out the larger wrench, put it on Weiweichen, and said with a smile, "In our previous life, we would exchange rings when we got married, but the wedding rings were all worn on the ring finger of the left hand, because there was a blood vessel there, which was directly connected to the heart. ”

Yan Zenyi took out another smaller wrench, handed it to Wei Wuchen's hand, and said softly, "Now it's your turn to wear it for me." ”

Weiwei's eyes were full of flames, as if they wanted to devour Yan Zen's clothes and temper her to immortality. He also gently put the wrench on Yan Zenyi's thumb, and asked softly, "Is marriage just an exchange of rings?" Needless to say? ”

Yan Zenyi tilted his head and thought for a long time, but he really lacked experience in this area, so he had to say, "It seems that I want to say, I am willing." ”

"I do." There is no dust to answer quickly, and it is serious.

Yan Zenyi snorted out laughing and said, "You don't even ask what you are willing to, just be willing?" ”

Wei Weichen's eyes looked at Yan Zenyi's smiling crooked eyes, and said, "In order to marry you, I am willing to do anything." ”

Yan Zenyi's face instantly turned red like a tomato, Wei Youchen is really a well-deserved king of love words.

But she still said patiently, "When you get married, there will be a ...... A respectable person asked beside him, Mr. Feng Yunchen, are you willing to marry Miss Yan Zenyi? Take care of her in good times and bad, in good times and in bad times, in health or sickness, in poverty or in rich, love her, respect her, accept her, and remain loyal to her until the end of her life? ”

"I do." The light in the eyes of the dust did not decrease a little, and the fire burned more violently.

Yan Zenyi lowered his head shyly, then raised his head again, looked at Wei Wuchen with burning eyes, and said softly, "I am also willing." ”

After speaking, he narrowed his eyes lightly and sent his soft lips up.

Wei Weichen also responded to her enthusiastically, his heart seemed to be so full, full of Yan Zen clothes, and her burning passion for herself. He felt it, and he didn't hesitate to give her the same, if not more, love.

And he inexplicably liked the rituals of her time, no matter good or bad, no matter health or illness, whether rich or poor, he loved her, she would be his wife, his only wife. And he is also her only husband.

What could be more wonderful than that? He couldn't imagine that he only knew the most wonderful thing in the world, and it was in his arms at the moment. He breathed her inhale, and his world was left with her, and he could only tolerate her.

"In four days, I'm on my way." Wei Youchen finally let go of his lips and gave the person in his arms a chance to breathe, but the reluctance in his words was never hidden.

"So fast?" Yan Zenyi took a big breath of fresh breath, the flush on his face had not faded, and when he heard his words, he also felt a trace of melancholy.

"There will be a practice banquet in the palace the day after tomorrow, and all kinds of calculations are indispensable, so you have to be more careful." Weichen remembered the queen's jealousy towards Yan Zenyi, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with murderous intent.

"Count me? Or do you calculate? Yan Zenyi was a little confused, and then suddenly realized, "Do the emperor and Concubine Shu want to stuff the eighth princess to you?" Couldn't it be one of those secret elixirs of Qinglou? ”