"This is what I saw when I was in high school, what I read, what I read in college textbooks. It is about the father's worries and attitudes towards his future son-in-law. ”

"Well, I learned it too, but I forgot about it after a long time."

Li Huinan continued: "When I read it back then, I couldn't say how sad I was, I envied the author's daughter, their father loved them so much, they were well protected, and for those who want to live with their daughter in the future, everyone should take a good look at it, for fear that their own flower pots will suffer." ”

"It's like that when you're a parent."

"It's different, there is still a difference between boys and girls."

"I remember why you didn't continue to write "Floating Like a Dream" that you wrote before?"

Li Huinan tried hard to think about it, but he couldn't remember.

"On Weibo, I have likes, wait for me to turn it out and show it to you." I flipped through it and didn't look for it. "I was moved by a story you wrote."

"Then I've written too much to remember."

"Wait, I found it, it's this."

The sky was hazy, and a girl walked towards the mountain step by step with a bamboo basket on her back and a bamboo cane in her hand.

The autumn sky is always blank, and the girl on the road strokes the grass on the side of the road with a bamboo cane.

The rugged mountain road, the dense foliage, the wet grass, the blind girl, walking.

After a long time, she stopped and touched it with her hand, and it turned out to be bamboo shoots.

She smiled, hummed a song, and continued on her way.

The thirsty girl, drinking the spring water of the mountains and eating the unknown fruit of the tree, then set out on the road again.

The girl in the sunset, with her golden and silver hair, sparkling, and her smile is so charming.

Today, she doesn't have much to harvest, only six bamboo shoots.

The girl under the scorching sun, she looked at the sun sadly, although she couldn't see it, she tried her best to open it.

Her father, the father of the drunkard, returned.

The whip whipped at every bone, and she didn't run, because the harvest was too small.

The tired father kicked him viciously and fell asleep on the bed.

The poor girl, sitting on the ground, still looking at the sun, was very sad.

At night, she would dream of an angel who would take her away.

The sky was hazy, and the girl took the bamboo basket on her back and carried the bamboo cane and began to work.

Day after day, year after year, later, she grew up and became more and more beautiful, but she did not know the color of the landscape.

That day, her father told her about her family, the man was a landlord, a lame landlord, and he was the fourteenth aunt, Chongxi.

The poor girl, without speaking, without expression, just stayed there.

At night, she would dream of an angel who would take her away.

The sky was hazy, and the girl took the bamboo basket on her back and carried the bamboo cane and began to work.

At the spring, a young man looked at her blankly, and as he was leaving, he said to the spring, "This girl is so beautiful."

And she just washed her face and ate wild fruits.

The day before her wedding, the girl wept by the spring, telling her what was on her mind.

Unfortunately, it caught the boy's ears, and he followed her to her house.

The simple thatched house, there are many flowers in the yard, probably planted by the girl, and the simple characters in the house are particularly conspicuous.

It was just her and her drunken father in the room, and he looked at her lying on the straw mat and smiled slightly.

This night, the girl did not dream of the angel, the angel was gone and would not return.

Early in the morning her hair was wet, perhaps damp.

The sound of a bell was heard in the distance, and it was a hanging bell peculiar to donkeys.

The girl simply freshened up, dressed in red, and quietly looked at the sun.

Before leaving, my father took a few taels of silver from the man, nodded and smiled.

Aunt Fourteen, for a woman, sounds like a pinprick in the needle.

Walking through the rugged mountain road to the bustling city, she did not have the slightest excitement, just sat quietly.

The sedan chair fell, and the landlord outside the curtain stared at the girl in the curtain. His sparkling eyes were disgusting.

"Wait." , is the servant of the fourteenth prince, the landlord hurriedly knelt on his knees and bowed his hands.

Then the sedan chair was carried to the palace, but she fell asleep, perhaps really tired.

Downtown, all kinds of people, all kinds of things.

A strong man, a jar of wine, staggered through the crowd, and he, who was the girl's father, shouted: "Great joy, haha." ”

Passers-by will say that the loser is a man of wine and meat. But he ignored it, and drank to himself, laughing and crying, like a madman.

The thatched huts in the mountains shine brightly at night.

Right there, quietly watching, a place that has been with you for twenty years.

Little by little, his figure disappeared, and his figure became blurred.

"Spend the moonlight, and the moon is a slave." The one who spoke was the Fourteenth Prince.

All kinds of musical instruments, playing like mud.

For him, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, not worth mentioning, traveling through the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, the only love.

His personality is very withdrawn, and he is also an arrogant person, perhaps it has something to do with the environment in which he lives.

This time I heard that he had won another battle, and everyone called him the god of war, and no one was invincible.

In order to consolidate his position, the emperor promised Princess Snow Goose to him.

The emperor's order will not be obeyed and punished.

His fourteenth prince, Fu Han, is a special case.

On the way back, I played and played, and I didn't come back until March.

For a time, there were a lot of rumors among the people, some derogatory and some positive.

And he didn't care about any of that, because he felt it was worth it.

At the court, he decisively refused the emperor's marriage.

Fu Han, who was stroking the qin, heard hurried footsteps, "Butler, why are you so flustered?" ”

"Lord, under the emperor's order, you disobey the order, but you are afraid that there will be more evil and less luck, so you have to prepare early."

"No, do what you have to do."

"Lord Wang, the people have arrived at the house. The girl was probably too tired to fall asleep. ”

"Go ahead!" Fu Han smiled with a fox, touching the chrysanthemum with his fingertips, so gentle, as if he was a child to himself. Suddenly the vase was broken, and he was 100% favored just now, and at this moment Baihua bent his waist. The broken vase shimmered, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, like a ghost.

Since the emperor's marriage, the east wing of the palace has been lit up at night, and tonight is no different.

"Fool, do you remember me?" Fu Han gently opened the door and closed it gently.

"Who?" The girl in the room was dressed in red, trembling and sitting at the head of the bed.

Fu Han didn't speak, just walked in the direction of the bed, and then hugged the girl tightly.

After a long time, Fu Han unveiled the girl's red hijab, so beautiful, she was her, she was unique, no one could compare with her, looking at it, somehow, I felt very uncomfortable.

"What's your name?"

"No name." The woman whispered.

"Shall we rename it? How about willow leaves? ”

The girl was silent for a while, "Call me Winter."

Fu Han couldn't help but be stunned, he knew her heart, he understood that she was too stupid and naïve, he just wanted to protect her, this person who he recognized for his life.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

"Me? Are you disgusted? The woman asked lightly.

"Shhhh Fu Han kissed her deeply, maybe too hard, the woman's face was flushed, and she hugged Fu Han tightly.

After a night of passion, Fu Han, who woke up, kissed between his cold winter eyebrows, then got up and left.

"Lord Wang, it's not good. The Snow Goose Princess is here. ”

"Nope."

"No, why don't you take this princess seriously." I saw a woman walking up to Fu Hangen with a fierce attitude.

"Is there anything wrong with the princess?"

"Huh, what's wrong? On the top of the main hall, you disrespected the decree and damaged my reputation, how should I pay this account? ”

"Affection is consensual."

"Wishful thinking, good for your wishful thinking. Your King Fu now has also fallen into the reputation of stealing other people's ladies. You and I don't know that the woman is in your house. ”

"Hehe, the princess cares so much about it, she doesn't dare to be it. Yes, that girl is now the princess of my Fu Palace. ”

"Princess? What about me? ”

"If you really want to be a concubine, please find someone else."

"You...... Damn it! But marrying a blind man as a princess, by the way, I still robbed it. This is unheard of. I'm watching this show! He turned his head and walked away.

Hearing this, Fu Han's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Lost Love

- To be continued

"The story is not finished, but I like the text in front of you, it is very literary and graphic."

"I'll see, I don't know what I've written, it's too much, it's messy, I'll look for what you said."