Chapter Ninety-Three: See You Again

Although she is a woman, this is the first time Situ Youning has seen the room of the girl to be married, after all, her room is either a chessboard or a sword, and the feminine atmosphere in the room makes Situ Youning a little tempted.

"It's beautiful." Situ Youning walked to the dresser as he spoke, sat on the carved stool, and picked up a delicate bead hairpin.

Anyway, it was boring, so Situ Youning simply inserted the bead hairpin into his bun and stinked in front of the mirror, and at this moment, a gust of wind blew in from the window, blowing up a light gauze red hijab embroidered with a phoenix hanging behind the dresser, which just fell on Situ Youning's head.

Just when Situ Youning was a little overwhelmed, the hijab was lifted by a broad hand.

Situ Youning's wide eyes were full of surprise, flashing deep eyes, under the long eyelashes that blinked from time to time, looming, she was like an ignorant child looking curiously at the stars in the sky in the dark night, her slightly open red lips looked a little pale because of fright and strong winds, but with the red veil on her head at this time, it looked just right.

Those bewitching eyes, with a little doubt in shock, looked at Situ Youning in front of him intently, the soft green silk on his forehead crossed the bridge of his tall nose, intertwined with Situ Youning's long hair flying in his ears, and after a while, the corners of his mouth raised a smile, and his eyes revealed full of relief.

The man raised his hand to support Situ Youning's chin, moved closer to her, and said in a low and seductive voice, "It turns out that you are the princess of the Great Han." ”

"You're the one that day!" After remembering that the man in front of him was the person he had saved in the cave, Situ Youning was surprised and forgot to explain his identity for a while, stood up and took a few steps back, keeping a certain distance from the man.

"It seems that everything is predestined by God." The man said with a smile.

"What are you talking about?"

"I seem to have left something with you."

Situ Youning thought about it, and remembered the string of bells in his mind, and at the same time, a huge question also surfaced in his mind, the fragrance...

Seeing that Situ Youning did not speak, the man continued to speak, "Now I can give it to you in a bright and bright way, my princess." ”

Before Situ Youning could speak, the man had already disappeared at the door.

"Wait a minute, I'm not..." When Situ Youning chased to the door, the man was gone.

"Second brother... You..." Although he wanted to say something good for Liu Wan, looking at the back in front of him, Situ Youning didn't know how to speak.

Seeing that Situ Youning was struggling, Situ Shaoqi frowned lightly, stopped, Situ Youning hit his back, and looked at Situ Youning who was covering his head and screaming in pain, Situ Shaoqi shook his head lightly, raised his head and looked at the dark night sky.

"Obviously the day after tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but there is no moon tonight."

"Maybe it will come out on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival." Situ Youning muttered while touching his forehead.

"Hehe... Maybe the second brother is right, spoiling you too much may not be a good thing for you. ”

"What?" Situ Youning instantly came to his senses, and looked at Situ Shaoqi nervously, "You also want to be like the stinky second brother who doesn't hurt anymore?" ”

Looking at Situ Youning's nervous look, the smile on the corner of Situ Shaoqi's mouth gradually disappeared, and he took her into his arms, "Hey, I really can't do it," Holding Situ Youning's hand slowly increased his strength, "Even if everyone doesn't hurt Ning'er anymore, our Situ Shaoqi will still hurt you." ”

"Third brother, second brother, after their wedding, will I be able to get rid of Feng Yumo?"

Situ Shaoqi let go of Situ Youning and walked forward, "I heard that Feng Yumo is going to bring you back to Fengling." ”

"Uh-huh..." Situ Youning nodded vigorously, caught up with Situ Shaoqi, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and followed behind him.

This is an action that Situ Youning has been accustomed to since he was a child, every time she walks in the dark with Situ Shaoqi, she will unconsciously grab the corner of his clothes, and for Situ Shaoqi, this is also a very natural thing, but tonight his eyes swept over Situ Youning's hand holding the corner of his clothes.

The figures of the two gradually disappeared in front of the palace gate, but Liu Meier appeared in the place where the two disappeared with a face full of anger, and the eyes that seemed to be able to capture people's souls in the dark night made people tremble at this time.

"It's going to be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, it's all my brother's fault, so King Ji can't enjoy the moon with the two ladies." Liu Sheng said and handed a stall of wine to Feng Yumo's hand, and then sat down next to Feng Yumo.

Feng Yumo raised the jar and drank a large sip of wine, wanting to relieve the hangover and erase his thoughts just now, before Liu Sheng came to the roof, his mind was full of the situation on the roof of the palace with Situ Youning that night, this was also the first time he left Chang'an, and he felt uneasy in his heart.

"Hehe..." Liu Sheng also took a sip of the wine in his hand, and said with a smile, "The beauty newly married by King Ji should be eighteen years old." ”

Feng Yumo glanced at Liu Sheng and continued to drink.

"Integrity is the best age, but..." As he spoke, he looked at the night sky in the distance, "That child's eyes are full of childishness and curiosity about this unknown world, and there is no one who looks like a little girl who is eighteen years old and has just begun to fall in love." ”

Feng Yumo was stunned and said softly, "King Zhongshan is really careful to observe. ”

"Hehe... It's just that there are more people who have seen it, so you can naturally recognize people. Said in a playful tone, "King Ji shouldn't make a move on a child like this who doesn't understand anything, right?" ”

Hearing this, Feng Yumo instantly stuck in his throat as soon as he drank it, and the situation of that morning sounded in his mind, "Ahem..."

"Did I guess it? Hehe..." Liu Sheng laughed, "But if it takes another two or three years, I'm afraid that King Ji, who has always been indifferent to people, will automatically succumb in front of her." ”

Feng Yumo, who was originally a little embarrassed, suddenly calmed down and stood up expressionlessly, "Situ Youning is not mine, and of course it is not the King of Zhongshan, it's just that someone temporarily deposited her with me." ”

"It's the emperor."

Liu Sheng's guess was not much of a surprise to Feng Yumo, but when he heard this fact come out of someone else's mouth, he was a little overwhelmed in his heart, and a fear that he had never felt before briefly brushed through his heart.

Seeing Feng Yumo's appearance of six gods and no master for the first time, Liu Sheng couldn't help but shake his head, stood up and patted Feng Yumo's shoulder gently, "Don't think about it too much, no one knows what will happen in the future." He said and prepared to leave.

But after taking a step, Liu Sheng suddenly stopped, turned his back to Feng Yumo and said with a smile, "It's just that I'm a little curious, will King Ji return her to the host when the time comes?" ”

After Liu Sheng left, Feng Yumo sat down again, leaned on the roof and looked at the moonless night sky, without any emotion in his eyes, and continued to drink.