Just a light touch, it made half of Fu Huanqing's body numb.

He froze, his ears still echoing what she had just said, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

Jia Dongfeng probed his finger between his five fingers and clenched his hand: "I don't ask to be able to marry you Ming Media and enter history, nor do I ask you to accompany Qin Se day and night for a hundred years, but I want to see you lead the three armies, and deter the world to defend my Great Zhou for the rest of your life, and you will not regret it tonight when the goosebumps are raised." ”

Her voice was soft and low, but the word fell like a hammer on his heart. She is his king, his dream man. She knows him, he is an eagle belonging to the battlefield, and it is impossible to be confined to the imperial city of heaven and earth. She also loves him, even if the two of them are no longer possible, she is willing to risk the world's disapproval to teach him privately on the eve of her wedding.

Fu Huanqing's eyes were red, he took a deep breath of the night breeze, gritted his teeth so that he didn't shed tears, suddenly withdrew his hand, hugged her into his arms, lowered his chin and said, "I won't regret it." ”

If he can get her words tonight, he will not regret it until he dies.

Fu Huanqing no longer hesitated, just leaned over, hugged Jia Dongfeng horizontally, strode through the vertical door, and walked towards his bedroom.

The starry sky is like a pearl in the deep sea, her red clothes are leisurely falling, her feet are on his arms, and a pair of phoenix shoes are swaying up and down, hooking people tightly.

Jia Dongfeng only felt an indescribable emotion in his heart, his chest was filled with rippling water vapor, and unconsciously, a tear rolled on his cheeks...... It turns out that being loved by a lover is such a taste.

I still remember that five years ago, I happily held the peach blossom picture that hated the spring season, only to get a light smile from the person who was as warm as jade: "Your Highness, I'm afraid it's a mistake, although this picture and these words are from the hands of Wei Chen, but the person who splices them together is not Wei Chen." ”

"Brother Lianbi, have you ever liked me?" Stunned, he still didn't give up.

"His Royal Highness is peerless, and Weichen is just a pampas grass. His Royal Highness has tormented the ministers. Zhen Lianbi under the moon is as humble as jade and cold as jade, but only one sentence he said was right, "Your Highness is still young, and there will eventually be someone who will repay His Highness's love a thousand times and a hundred times over, and His Highness will be a thousand times more happy at this time because of this return." ”

Fu Huanqing tore off the bed curtain and leaned down, gently plucked the heavy golden step on Jia Dongfeng's head, and watched her long ink-like hair pour down, lined with her red wedding dress and vermilion lips, which became more and more touching.

He leaned over and kissed her red lips, brushed off her red wedding dress with his left hand, licked and kissed her little by little, stroked her back with his right hand, felt her beautiful lines through the same crimson and soft profane clothes, and whispered slowly with his lips close to her ear: "There should be some pain, please bear with me, Your Majesty......"

The warm curtain is fluttering, the spring tent is light and thin, and it can't cover the fragrant sweat inside, the lotus root arms are horizontal, the crisp clothes are scattered, and the two are entangled and moved quickly, and finally the body is soft and the soul is gone, and gradually rests.

Jia Dongfeng was a little tired, and even a little sore, looking at Fu Huanqing's dark hair spread down and entangled with hers, the same dark eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night, she chuckled, and couldn't help but pounce on him and bite his smooth chin again, but she was reflexively pressed down, and Fu Huanqing's hand was stuffed into something, picked it up and took a look, and saw that he didn't know when he changed the thin piece of peach wood again.

Fu Huanqing raised his arms and said with a smile: "The peach is dying, scorching its glory." The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. Originally, I was going to enter the palace for you on the day I returned to the court. ”

Jia Dongfeng's heart froze, he held the thin piece of peach wood tightly, and stuffed a cold thing back to Fu Huanqing: "There is no doubt about knotting and hair." This is your talisman, and it was originally the same one I gave you today. ”

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door lightly: "Your Majesty, someone from the palace has come to urge makeup." ”

Fu Huanqing tightened his arms around Jia Dongfeng, and finally slowly loosened up.

Jia Dongfeng turned over and hugged Fu Huanqing's smooth back, bit his earlobe, and whispered: "Wait for me, I won't get married like this." ”

The day dawned, the "Dong Dong Dong" twelve salutes rushed into the sky by the city wall next to the Huangji Gate, and the fireworks bloomed during the day, symbolizing the arrival of the auspicious day, the wedding of the Emperor Guang, and the whole world celebrated.

The people who have been looking forward to it for many days finally ushered in this day, and the lively celebrations came from the streets and alleys. Men and women huddled on the side of the road, waiting to enjoy the show from morning to noon, as well as to watch the Xiangfu motorcade in the evening up close; Children dressed in new clothes and holding baskets slipped through the legs of adults, and the inner palace convoy waiting to welcome their relatives scattered candy, cakes, snacks and rewards.

I don't know if it's because the children are greedy or because the parents can't find small baskets, which are big enough to fit a little doll.

On the corridor outside the dormitory of Rende Palace, there were full of ceremonial officials, chamberlains, palace maids, and guards waiting for Emperor Guang to get up. Their expressions were joyful and solemn, with the pride of having the privilege of participating in such a grand event.

In Guanghua Mansion, a few tables in the flower hall are low, Zhen Liancheng is dressed in a red auspicious suit, sitting cross-legged, slightly closing his eyes, his fingertips plucking the yaoqin in front of him, the soothing sound of the piano is like water flowing out, the reins are pleasant, the wind and the moon are boundless, after playing a song, his face is as red as the spring sunset, and he can't tell whether the sound of the piano is intoxicating, or the happy event is approaching and throbbing slightly.

The housekeeper and servant in the house congratulated him with a smile:

"Congratulations to Xiangye!"

"Congratulations to Xiangye!"

……

Zhen Liancheng stood up, responded with a smile one by one, and rewarded each person with a gold bead. Although there are many twists and turns, he will still become a family with Jia Dongfeng after all, and stay by her side day and night.

The person standing next to her is, after all, him, not someone else.

Passing through the vertical door and stepping out of the gate of Guanghua Mansion, Zhen Liancheng Shi Shiran stepped into the sixteen-lift big red luan car, looking at the fine decoration of the car, the red sprinkled gold birds and the phoenix brocade pattern, the mandarin duck playing in the water and frolicking on the cushion with gold threads, smelling the ambergris that makes people feel clear, quietly counting the sound of the car, and the picture of his acquaintance with Jia Dongfeng flashed in his mind:

At that time, she only had his world-famous brother in her eyes, and occasionally asked him to bring some poems back to ask Zhen Lianbi for advice, but he secretly intercepted them, racked his brains and carefully learned Zhen Lianbi's self to revise it for her, and brought it to her every few days, peeking at her shy and happy smile.

Maybe it wasn't the naughtiness of the teenager, he was afraid that he would have the idea of replacing Zhen Lianbi at that time.

He practiced hard to harmonize with her piano sound, just because she was good at the piano flute at the same time, and once said with regret that the piano sound and the flute sound were a natural match, but it was a pity that he could not perform this human fairy music at the same time.

She didn't know how happy and cared about the three unique Dongfeng Liancheng of the Tang Dynasty, which was the closest connection they had ever had......

Even if she went to Shouyang Mountain, it was because she fanatically longed for that place, hoping that Da Zhou would have a famous minister who came down from Shouyang Mountain, and as a daughter, Xuanweizi never accepted female apprentices.

It's just that in the years on Shouyang Mountain, he never thought of the great changes in Lanling and the great changes in the family. A prosperous family of 100 years, he is the only one left in the blink of an eye.

It was then that he hid his mind and vowed to take revenge and restore his family as his goal for the rest of his life.

learned that she did the absurd thing of snatching Zhen Lianbi, having a child out of wedlock, and accepting the face, he used to hate her and hate her, and wanted to kill her and cleanse his pure love.

It wasn't until Ye Nanfeng initiated a palace change that he saw her hanging her eyelashes delicately and helplessly, until she saw her look at Fu Huanqing with the same eyes that she had seen Zhen Lianbi.

He was like a heavy blow, and he could no longer suppress the surging love that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

He never expected that she had loved one person and fallen in love with another, and from beginning to end, he, the person who tried the hardest to get close to her, the person who was the most qualified to get her, had never been able to get her heart.

Thankfully, today is the end of the day.