The wind is light, the flowers are fragrant, and the people surrounded by the sea of flowers are beautiful.

The sun is shining, but also because she is discolored, the clouds are shapeless, and because she has returned, if there is a voice of love, it will only whisper in her ear.

Ji Baichu closed his eyes on the bamboo raft, wearing a loose flower smoke willow pothos skirt, lying quietly on the soft cushion, smiling lightly, thrillingly beautiful, and brittle like glass.

Rong Heng tried his best to suppress the tears in his eyes, but his eyes were red, he liked her like this.

"Chu Bai, how did you put on a woman's skirt, it's so ugly......"

Ji Baichu opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the young man in the crown robe in front of him, "The appearance of the twelve wearing the crown robe is very good." ”

She didn't hide her voice anymore, and her smile was as warm as a spring breeze, as if she had let go of all the shackles, and some were only relaxed.

She always said that he was good-looking, but she had never made him so dazed as this moment, and perhaps it was at this moment that he understood the meaning of his heartbeat.

"Chubai, you liar......" Rong Heng hoarsely voiced, seeing her laugh, he also laughed, but the damp heat in his eyes couldn't be held back.

"If I had known that you would leave on the day of my accession to the throne, I would rather be the Twelve Princes for the rest of my life!"

Ji Baichu habitually wanted to raise his hand to touch Rong Heng's head, but his stiff arm couldn't be raised, so he had to give up.

"People always have to grow up, and twelve is also ......"

She paved the way for him, no matter how slow he walked, he could only move forward, she was so selfish, but she was only selfish to him.

"Don't grow up! I want you to be by my side! Gently rubbing her arm, the temperature of the palm was always so warm, Rong Heng's tears could no longer be suppressed, and fell in strings.

He thought, he seems to understand, love in the world does hurt others and himself, but he is willing to do it.

"Twelve, I want to see you grow up, don't you want to?" She called him.

"I am willing, but only if it is ......" Rong Heng gently rested his head on her lap, his heart hurting like a knife, "You are by my side, as long as you are by my side, I will promise you everything." ”

"Really, I can't rest assured." Ji Baichu's eyes were complicated, and his eyes were half-closed.

"How can I make you feel comfortable leaving?" Rong Heng replied childishly.

Before Ji Baichu could think about how to persuade this stubborn young man to accept the reality, he heard him say: "Chubai, if you dare to abandon me, I will find you at the ends of the earth, even if it is to chase you to the Nai He Bridge." ”

Ji Baichu's head hurt a little, and he didn't know how to persuade this child, "Twelve......"

"Chubai, I don't mind if you're a eunuch or a woman, whether you're dead or alive, I shouldn't mind, right?" He slowly raised his eyes, and his stunned words made Ji Baichu's head hurt even more.

"Chubai, come back to the palace with me and be my queen, okay?" Rong Heng said this coldly, picked up the frightened Ji Baichu, and wanted to take her back to the palace.

Ji Baichu smiled helplessly, obediently wrapped his arms around his neck, let him go, and indulged him for the last time.

"First white." Rong Heng lowered his head, looked at the woman leaning on his shoulder, and muttered, "Can I kiss you again?" ”

This is not an inquiry, it is a notice, his slightly cool lips are attached to her softness, his breath lingers with her, the red light at the mouth of his heart is about to move, and there are faint dark red lines spreading on the side of his face.

"Chu Bai, I hurt so much...... Rong Heng couldn't help bending down, but his arms firmly hugged Ji Bai Chu in his arms,

But no matter how painful it was, he didn't want to let go of her.

"Twelve." Ji Baichu's hand suddenly gained strength and stroked Rong Heng's chest, "Let me help you." ”

Clusters of flowers swayed in the wind, blooming all over the mountains and fields, dotting the Liudan, the sweet fragrance of flowers, and also drunk the intimate two.

Rong Heng was stunned, the world was spinning, he felt his lips, and couldn't help but ask for it deeper, the pain in his heart seemed to turn into honey at this moment, and he desperately wanted more.

The mandarin ducks cross their necks, the phoenixes wear flowers, and the red scales are warm.

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Three days later, the news that the new emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was about to marry the orphan of the former Emperor Ji Jade as the empress spread all over the mainland, and the ceremony was far grander than the new emperor's accession to the throne.

Since that day of intimacy, Rong Heng has found a change that makes him excited - no matter how much he kisses and hugs Chubai, his heart doesn't hurt anymore, and he is more and more out of control.

However, the Gu poison on Chu Bai's body was too domineering, even if she took the snow cold cicada paid tribute by Nanxue Country into medicine, it only prolonged her waking time, and treated the symptoms but not the root cause.

Rong Heng posted the emperor's list and recruited famous doctors from all over the world to treat the queen, but he was still helpless, and over time, he didn't toss, but handed over all the state affairs to those blood relatives and siblings, and accompanied Ji Baichu all the time.

Ji Baichu knew that her body had reached the point of running out of oil, and no matter how much tonic medicine reached her bottomless pit, it would be useless.

Rong Heng now likes to gently hug Ji Baichu instead of lying in her arms.

"Chubai, are you leaving me again?"

"Just a different way, with you." Ji Baichu's face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he coaxed him as a child.

"Isn't it okay for us to be like this?" Rong Heng gently stroked Ji Baichu's soft hair, and there was a smile on his lips.

Ji Baichu didn't have the strength to slap him awake, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at him. Anyway, even if he broke the sky this time, she would have no way to stay.

The curse on Rong Heng's body was born because of love, and naturally it disappeared because of love. If there is a woman who knows and accepts his mermaid identity, and is willing to mingle with his flesh and blood, the curse of red scales will naturally be broken.

That's why she'd waited so long for him.

"Chubai, as I said, I will chase you to Nai He Bridge, and we will be together like this in the next life."

Ji Baichu only thought that this was his obsession and didn't take it to heart.

It's just that she seems to have forgotten that the merman lives by obsession, and what he wants to do, he will definitely do, just like refusing to marry the third princess.

Ten days after the queen's canonization ceremony, the queen died, and all the people in the capital were driven out of the city, and the palace attendants were no exception.

The red silk in the streets and alleys is still swaying in the wind, the aftertaste of celebration and joy is diffused, the cold ice climbs out of the majestic palace gate from the beautiful Jiaofang Palace, and the crampons quenched with blue light continue to extend, freezing this prosperous and magnificent imperial city forever, and no one dares to approach half a step again, disturbing the tranquility of the frozen depths.

The red silk of Jiaofangdian is still bright, and the picturesque Rong Heng is holding the person she will never let go of in her arms, and the tears dripping from the corners of his eyes are floating in the air, he has never been so happy as now.

"Chubai, if you don't want to stay with me, I have to accompany you to ......."

"Let's meet on the bridge......"