"Okay."

He lowered his eyelashes, obediently did not step forward again, and stood outside the courtyard, "Then I'll go back." ”

The girl nodded, then turned to leave.

The figure disappeared into the night.

She returned to the study, and the maid served her tea, and said to her with a smile: "I heard that you and Your Highness have gone out together, and the head of the family is very happy about this." ”

Seeing that the girl drank tea and didn't reply, the maid blinked again and said, "Why do you still sleep in the study when you came back with Your Highness......

At the mention of this stubble, the Demon King lazily raised his eyes and snorted coldly, "People don't like me to touch it, why should I bother to wrap my eyes on it." ”

"Huh?" The maid was a little surprised, "You are obviously so good to Your Royal Highness, the wedding and wedding clothes are prepared by yourself, and you also write the red yarn by yourself......"

Before she finished speaking, the girl frowned impatiently and put down the teacup, "Shut up, don't mention it." ”

These stupid things. She wanted to forget about it.

Lose face!

After all, the female respecter is a man marrying a woman, and it is a bit novel that she marries a wife for the first time and goes home.

So he prepared his wedding and wedding dress, and wrote his name on the red hijab.

The little poor has a rough life, but it doesn't matter - if he covers her wedding dress, he will be her person, and he will not be bullied in the future.

Outcome.

Unexpectedly.

I couldn't even lift the red yarn myself.

Stupid!

Demon King Xia took another sip of tea, and the more he drank, the more he felt so sad that he was bubbling, and put the teacup on the table.

"Don't mention it in the future! Go to bed! ”

…

…

Nanhuai stood in the courtyard for a while before bowing his head and slowly going back.

After returning to the room.

He suddenly remembered something, opened the cabinet, and his eyes swept from top to bottom, only at the bottom, he saw the red in the corner.

At that time, the warm red, because someone didn't cherish it, was stuffed at the bottom.

Because I don't cherish it. Therefore, that piece of warmth will not come back.

The young man stood silently for a few seconds, reached out and gently took out the red yarn, his white fingertips brushed over the delicate patterns on it, and suddenly paused slightly.

——The wedding dress was sent by the Yun family.

It was supposed to be prepared by the royal family, but the Yun family undertook everything for the wedding and specially sent the wedding dress.

said that it was specially instructed by the eldest lady.

Nanhuai's eyes slowly swept over, only to see two crooked words written on one of the corners of the red yarn.

"Yunxia".

He was stunned for a long time, then raised his slender fingers and gently stroked the crooked two words.

If it is a professional master, the embroiderer will not be so crooked.

Those two words can't be ......

An incredible thought popped up in his mind, Nanhuai was completely stunned, and after taking a breath, his heart suddenly beat much faster.

Such a heartfelt wedding, any man in this world will envy.

And there's this red veil -

It is impossible for any wife to attach importance to her husband and to embroider her name with her own hands.

The snow-clad boy's knuckles tightened, his color was slightly white, but his beautiful eyes were just staring at the red yarn, and his emotions were stiff to a little sluggish.

Why, why did it do this to him?

Especially after he did that......

He pushed her away on the wedding night, saying he hated her.

The gift she sent to the palace attendant before, he felt that it was cheap and meaningless, and he didn't take it to heart.

Push each other away again and again.

Now he looked at this red veil, completely dazed and stunned.

No wonder.

No wonder on the wedding night, she was so surprised to see that she was not wearing a red veil.

She must have wanted to open it herself......