Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Old Lady of the Bird

For more than a year since I entered the palace, Hehuan is the person who understands my mind the most.

Seeing that from the summer solstice to the autumn Hongyi's body has also been raised, he can go to the ground.

I was carrying Hongyi out of the hall, and he had been lying like this for months, making his face a little bloated and a little sickly pale.

I remembered my brother, I asked.

"It's August, why don't you see my brother?"

"I went to the border to chase my daughter-in-law." He laughs.

I think this kind of Hongyi is no longer like the Hongyi with a bad temper and a face in my memory.

"It's good to find a sister-in-law, I thought my brother wouldn't marry! In this way, our family will not be ...... to the end," I said with a pretended regret.

"But it is, it can't be separated."

His eyes were still shining.

"Yes, Heli always needs the presence of both parents." I don't think he should be angry and say, you still want to leave? It's a little bit like Hongyi now.

"My mother's father is not here."

"The eldest brother is like a father!"

"Then you don't have either."

"I am the Son of Heaven."

"Oh! The Son of Heaven can be without parents. ”

“……”

Half a month later, Hongyi resumed the same as before, moved to the center, and moved back.

He moved it back again, saying it was another month of long vacation.

I don't know what he wants to do, a good emperor doesn't do it, he has to lie at home.

At night, the lights behind him shrouded the long palace shadow, mottled into the bottom of the eyes.

Looking into the distance from the city tower, the lights of thousands of homes are bright and off, the distant mountains border the sky, and the stars are shining.

I suddenly remembered if I had seen this way before, the night scene of this place.

Suddenly, a beam of light swept into the sky, and in the night, brilliant sparks exploded.

At some point, a man stood beside me.

Hongyi, dressed in a lotus-colored robe, stood beside me with a resolute face.

"How? Make up for the regret of last year's Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

"How do you know I like to watch fireworks?"

"Once upon a time, someone said it, but it refused to admit it."

I didn't dig into it, and I didn't quite understand it.

The shadow mottled his face, flickering and flickering.

I watched the brilliant fireworks, and in the calm, they burst into flames again.

It's like a person's life.

It was brilliant for a while, and finally it gave back to silence.

I suddenly felt a little sad, the full moon climbed up the ridge from the distant mountain, the silver light gradually rose, the night wind on the palace wall winded, and the bottom of my heart suddenly cooled.

Afraid, afraid that the person in front of him will eventually blink into nothing.

He took off his robe, his shoulders sank, his heart was slightly warm, and the corners of his eyes were light. I don't know what kind of feelings are overflowing, surging.

He suddenly told me to turn around and face him.

The corridor was dim, and the green silk was raised.

"I like you." He said.

I smiled.

"I know."

"Loved it, loved it, loved ......"

I watched as his red lips lifted lightly, stood on tiptoe, reached his thin lips, and swept past him like a dragonfly.

I turned around again and stared at the fireworks in the distance.

He pulled me over and took me into his arms, and in a hurry, against his jaw, his heart beating like a drum.

"Let's make up for the post-seal ceremony again."

"What?" I looked up at him.

"At the beginning, I said that there was no funding, but now that I have it, let's make up for the post-sealing ceremony."

I was slightly stunned.

"There's no need, no one in the world knows, I'm your queen." I smiled at him and looked at him with a serious face.

"If you owe it, you must make it up. Would you like to? Give me your hand. ”

In fact, it is probably unrealistic for a woman not to expect a grand wedding.

In my heart, I longed to stand with him, overlooking thousands of miles, and slowly put my hand in his palm.

Hongyi clenched gently, and the fireworks jumped into the air in a hurry.

I snuggled in his arms, the lights of thousands of homes were extinguished, and his voice was cold and beautiful.

"The empty mountain winds the east wind, the moon is miserable from afar, lonely and lonely, fame and fortune, ten and one, never forced, never assured, now do not abandon me again......"