Time flies, more than four months have passed, and spring has returned to the earth to warm the world. Since she first arrived here, Red Tassel swept the entire wolf's den overnight, so she had a chance to survive safely. Since then, Hongying has been under house arrest in this courtyard. In addition to the two maids watching by her side, the highness also asked six secret guards to secretly guard the courtyard.

So, she never had a chance to go out again. After a long time, I can't help but get bored.

Fortunately, I can still raise two wolf cubs to grow up, and now, the wolf cubs have slowly grown up.

The courtyard was like a cage, cutting her off from the outside world. These days, she often worries about getting married. Later, I gradually figured it out, maybe without her, I could let other sisters marry instead of her. Come to think of it, this matter must have been resolved.

In the days when Lou Zhan was not in the Taishi Mansion, Bai Yirong would go to Ci'an Temple every once in a while to offer incense, and every time she would go to the Zen Monastery in the back to visit her grandmother. Grandmother still meditates every day, and the girl Qing'er who accompanies her likes Bai Yirong very much. Every time Bai Yirong came to the Zen Academy, she pestered Bai Yirong to tell her about the outside world, but Bai Yirong also knew very little about the outside world, so she taught her to read and write.

After a long time, Bai Yirong has also become a frequent visitor to Ci'an Temple.

Going to the temple is nothing more than asking for peace of mind.

In addition to going to the temple to offer incense, Yirong stayed in the house, however, as long as she calmed down, she would think of Lou Zhan. Sometimes she was really bored, so she learned some embroidery from Ying'er and Yan'er. When I learned this thing, I pricked my finger for it at first, but then practice makes perfect, and I also mastered some skills.

Occasionally, Ying'er would see her wife in a daze at a portrait, and she had also seen it, and the person on the portrait was not her uncle.

My uncle has been away from the Taishi Mansion for so long, and she has never returned, she really feels worthless for her wife.

At this moment, Madame unfolded the painting again in a daze, and looking at the back, she felt Madame's indescribable mood.

"Ying'er, pack up and go to Ci'an Temple." Bai Yirong, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up.

"Yes, ma'am."

Although spring has begun, the weather is still a little cold, so Yirong did not change into a single shirt, but still covered a jacket to keep warm and keep warm.

After getting out of the carriage, Yirong carried her skirt up the stone steps. Two maids supported her, followed by a servant woman, carrying a basket of things, all for her grandmother.

When I went up the stone steps, I just looked up, but I saw a familiar figure, it was Lou Zhan.

His presence was so strong that she had to notice him, even if he was only standing on the side of the road.

Where he is, Bai Yirong can always feel stable.

"Rong'er." He stared at her steadily, and couldn't help but be fascinated by her. I haven't seen her for many months, and his thoughts have long been overflowing, and I can't wait to hold her thin in my arms and tell my thoughts about her to the fullest.

Such thoughts can be a sudden loss of control at a certain moment of the day or night, or it can be between breaths all the time. The idea of wanting to see each other immediately is strong and painful in my mind and heart.

Now, he finally saw the person he was thinking about, right in front of his eyes. So, what about his little wife? Will she be as full of thoughts as he is?

The moment Bai Yirong saw Lou Zhan, her heart was shocked, as if a person who had lost her soul had finally found her three souls and seven souls, and her eyes were rejuvenated. She smiled unconsciously, and her beautiful eyes were full of love.

Her beloved, right in front of her.

Almost without thinking about it, she blurted out: "Husband...... Why are you here? After saying that, she herself was a little surprised by the inexplicable impulse.

Lou Zhan sighed slightly: "What do you say?" ”

"We ...... Father won't let me see you. Bai Yirong lowered her eyes slightly.

Tourists come and go, noisy and noisy.

Pale green sprouts sprouted on the branches of the trees next to the temple, and the warm sun shone in the vault, and birdsong was everywhere.

He held out a hand and said, "Follow me." ”

Yirong looked at the maid and servant behind her with some hesitation.

Ying'er nodded: "Madam, you can go with peace of mind, we are waiting for you here." ”

Lou Zhan took Bai Yirong to a camphor tree, the top of which was like an umbrella cover, covering the sky and the sun. It's a remote place, and no one else comes here.

Lou Zhan was dressed in a blue regular clothes, with a long and jade body, he took Bai Yirong's little hand and let her face him.

Her little hands were cold, and he held them in his big palms, passing on his heat to her continuously.

"Rong'er, do you miss me?" He called her softly, and her blunt words made her feel a little ashamed.

Bai Yirong's little face was filled with heat, and his small hands were warmly grasped, which made this heat swell all over his body.

She froze in place, at a loss, trying to respond to her but couldn't speak, but she wanted him to understand her heart, so she couldn't help but be a little anxious, and could only look at him with her eyes.

Without you, I'm like a rag doll with a lost soul, with no place to go.

"Rong'er, I'm sorry." He seemed to sigh again, this is not like him, he has never been a person who can sigh, he should be a hot-blooded man, a mighty general, he is a hero of the Great Yan.

She lifted her eyes, revealing the love and pity that overflowed in her eyes, and looked straight into the depths of his eyes, into his heart. At one point, the tips of both people's hearts trembled violently, and they responded to each other. In a state of confusion, Bai Yirong stretched out her little white hand to cover the thin lips he was about to open again.

"I don't blame you, those are human nature......" Yirong whispered.

"No!" Her merciless words made his heart ache even more.

"Rong'er, you should resent me, it's me who is not good."

Bai Yirong shook her head slowly: "How can I resent you?" You are my husband, and I will not resent you. ”

Lou Zhan grabbed her shoulders: "Then have you forgiven me?" ”

Bai Yirong pursed her lips: "Hmm." ”

"Rong'er." He took his little wife into his arms and took care of him as before.

After a while, the two separated.

"Husband, I'll go back tonight and beg my father to ask him to promise you to come back, okay?" There was a sweet smile on the corner of Bai Yirong's mouth, and the whole person became radiant.

Lou Zhan stroked the top of her hair and said gently, "Okay." ”

The snow has not completely melted away in the last winter, and there is still a cold in the air.

A gentle breeze blows, bringing coolness like a promise.

The noise of tourists was cut off, and the commotion for a while quickly dispersed.

At the gate of the temple, Yan'er saw her wife walking over with her uncle, and the two were very close.