"Hey, hey." Wei Ziyu smirked and covered up his abnormality: "People are just thinking that we will be together in the next life, and they are a little excited, why is the husband so fussed?" In this case, the husband must always maintain this state, if we get along for a long time in the future, and the husband dares to dislike me, I will pick up the long sword and crackle......"

"What to do? Murder of her husband? Zhongli Boqian continued to be busy, turning his face sideways to try to see Wei Ziyu sticking behind him, listening to her voice in such an impassioned tone, she should really be fine.

"No, it's so old-fashioned to murder your husband, I'm going to wield a long sword, shave your hair, and send you to the temple to repent."

"For the husband to know that he is wrong, don't be impulsive, madam."

"You know how good I am, right?"

"Got it, got it."

"Husband, when will we get married?"

"After the enthronement ceremony, I will give you a grand wedding for my husband, which will be more grand than the ceremony after the sealing, and I will be angry with Li Xishuang, who has been showing off her martial arts all day long."

"How is that possible? What does my husband make other people think of me? ”

"It doesn't matter what they think." Zhongli Boqian raised his chin arrogantly, and Wei Ziyu looked at the back of his head, a thin mist rising from his eyes.

She hugged Zhongli Boqian's back tightly, and the wide back made her feel at ease.

"Does Madame want to strangle her husband?" Zhongli Boqian was a little out of breath by her, and said bluntly.

"Because I love my husband very much, I don't want to let go for a moment, I want to hug it tightly, and hold it like this for the rest of my life." Wei Ziyu buried his face in his back, and his voice was muffled.

"Madame!" Zhongli Boqian finished the words in his hand, reached out to hold her hand, and put her hand on his chest: "I am so happy for my husband, I suddenly showed my heart, did Mrs. feel the heartbeat of my husband?" Isn't it beating so fast? ”

"yes!" Wei Ziyu couldn't laugh or cry: "Does your husband want to see me wearing a wedding dress?" ”

"Yes." Zhongli Boqian nodded without hesitation.

Only then did Wei Ziyu let go of her arm and took out the red yarn wedding dress and the red yarn that her father gave her from the box. She simply tied her hair and changed into the red gauze wedding dress. Put the red yarn on top of the head, and the long red yarn covered the red yarn wedding dress, making the red yarn wedding dress that was already hazy and beautiful a little more drunk.

Zhongli Boqian's eyes fell on the corner of the red gauze hijab, and when he saw the twenty golden words, he understood something, this wedding dress was the wedding dress prepared for her by General Wei and Vice Adjutant Wei, so that she could wear it to marry her most beloved person, and that person, his name had been engraved on the red gauze hijab, his name was Zhongli Boqian.

Wei Ziyu, who was wearing a red wedding dress, stood aside, hijabed through the red veil, and asked Zhongli Boqian with a smile: "Husband, am I beautiful?" ”

"It's so beautiful~" Zhongli Boqian looked at her in a daze.

Through the red veil covering, Zhongli Boqian only saw the corners of her lips, but did not see the tears that were about to overflow from the corners of her eyes. She laughed and spun in circles, the red veil dancing with her movements.

Yu Ziyu turned to Zhongli Boqian's arms, stood on tiptoe, and through the red veil, the lips of the two touched each other. Zhongli Boqian disliked the red yarn getting in the way, so he simply lifted her hijab and kissed it.

He closed his eyes, not seeing the tears spilling from the corners of her eyes. The two of them tossed and turned on the couch, put down the curtain, and the room was beautiful again.

She was wearing a red wedding dress, and Zhongli Boqian lifted her red hijab, in this way, they can also be regarded as relatives, Wei Ziyu thought so.

Early in the morning, Wei Ziyu got up to change clothes for Zhongli Boqian, and he looked at Wei Ziyu with some flattery: "Madame loves her husband so much, she doesn't want to participate in the enthronement ceremony, canonization ceremony......

"Don't make a fuss." Wei Ziyu smiled, finished changing clothes for Zhongli Boqian, and began to tie his hair: "Today's husband is exceptionally handsome. ”

"It's just that Mrs. is ingenious and picks out a shirt for her husband, this white dress is fluttering, Madame is not afraid that your husband will go out and charm other women?"

"Don't be afraid, without me, you will still change back to your original form."

"Look at you." Zhongli Boqian poked her forehead with a smile and a smile.

After everything was sorted out, Wei Ziyu put on a cloak for her and sent him all the way to the front of the mansion.

"Husband, remember to eat well, remember to rest when you are tired, don't miss me too much, understand?" Wei Ziyu grabbed him, endured the churning in his heart, and admonished.

"Got it, the husband must have eaten this belly round, is it good to use this as evidence? Madame, remember to check it out! ”

"Husband, remember to stay away from right and wrong, remember to protect yourself, learn to be strong, if you fancy someone's girl, you can also bring it back, I won't blame you. No matter where I am, I hope you're okay all the time. ”

"Madame, what nonsense are you talking about? It's only been a short time apart, and you can't stand it anymore, huh? ”

"That's right!"

"Our wedding hasn't been held yet, you just want to let your husband take a concubine, I don't listen to you, come, swing your sword and cut your husband's hair!" Zhongli Boqian broke free of Wei Ziyu's hand and ran away, turning his head back and grimacing at her as he ran: "Uh-huh, I can't catch it." ”

"This childish ghost!" Wei Ziyu muttered to herself, but her voice was choked.

watched Zhong leave Bo Qian until his figure disappeared into the market. She turned to close the door, looked up at the gloomy sky, and couldn't help but cry out loud.

On the day of the enthronement ceremony, Zhongli Bojun wore a newly made dragon robe and a newly made crown, and planned to post notices to the people. After the sacrifice to heaven, it is a great amnesty for the world.

The edict of enthronement was promulgated, and the jade seal handed over by Zhao Gonggong was received, and the musicians in the palace began to play music, supported by his personal attendants, and ascended to the throne of his dreams. The musician stopped playing, and he accepted the congratulations of the civil and military officials, including Zhongli Boqian. The envoy of the Feirong region was Zhong Liyu, his aunt. Zhong Liyu came to congratulate on behalf of the Feirong region, but because the north was in the midst of war, there was no mention of pilgrimage. But good news came from there, and the northern vassal states were repulsed by them one after another, and they turned against the defense to attack, and recently they were pondering the matter of recovering Wangchuan Castle.

Worship the temple and the shrine, and then the queen's canonization ceremony. As for the queen's canonization ceremony, Zhongli Boqian had no heart to deal with it, he looked at Li Xishuang who was wearing a gorgeous dress, and remembered the scene when she appeared in front of the Weifu, and always felt a little uneasy in his heart, as for why, Zhongli Boqian didn't know very well.

……

Weifu, Wei Ziyu put on the red wedding dress last night, with heavy jewelry, carefully combed in the mirror, rouge gouache, and smeared it on her face, took out the red paper from the dresser, printed her lips bright red and bright, and the whole person looked a little more exquisite, put on the phoenix crown, and covered the red gauze given to her by her father on the phoenix crown, this red gauze was the red hijab given to her by her father, and then lifted the red hijab and put it on the back of her head.

After painting the makeup, tidying up, the sky outside the window is already bright. Wei Ziyu got up and walked to the cabinet next to the couch, opened the drawer, there were several delicate small boxes lying inside, Wei Ziyu reached for the sandalwood box, gently took it out, and put it in his arms. When I closed the drawer, the look in my eyes darkened a little.

Wei Ziyu opened the door and looked at the sky with clouds, black and oppressive, she only wore a red wedding dress, although she wore an extra undershirt, she could still feel the biting cold outside.

She gritted her teeth and found her long-cherished lyre from the wing, she wanted to find Bo Qian to teach her, but she never had a chance, and she will not have another chance in the future, she also knows a little about the lyre, but she is not very proficient.

She took a bunch of red candles and lit up the entire Governor's Mansion, and the empty front yard of the Captain's Mansion was also illuminated as daylight.

In the center of the courtyard, Wei Ziyu put down the lyre. She sighed, and the cold wind blew, and the lanterns on the eaves swayed. It was only three o'clock in the morning, and the sky was already dark.

Yu Ziyu raised his hand slightly, stroked the strings, remembered the way Zhong Li Boqian played music in the past, and suddenly smiled.

The first snowflake fell from the sky, resting on the eyelashes of Yu Ziyu's right eye, fluttering and fluttering, and then melted into her eyes. Snowflakes followed, Wei Ziyu got up, opened his hands to follow the snowflakes in the air, and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect to see the first snow tonight." ”

In the winter of Yuqing, the first snow fell.

The snowflakes in the sky are getting bigger and bigger, and they are disturbing. fell on Wei Ziyu's body, and then melted on the red gauze wedding dress. Yu Ziyu got up and walked around the courtyard, enjoying the coldness of the snowflakes falling on his face, and the shallow laughter spread throughout the courtyard.

The snowy night was long, and the snowflakes were falling one by two, getting bigger and bigger, and a shallow layer of snow was spread in the courtyard. Expecting that the time was almost up, she raised her feet and walked towards the center of the courtyard, taking two steps at a time, and with each step, there was a creaking sound of snow under her feet. She walked over to the lyre and sat down, her back to the direction of the palace, leaving shallow footprints behind her, which were traces of her coming to this world, but unfortunately they were soon covered with new snow and her traces were annihilated.

"It's time to come!" She stroked the lyre and sighed softly, the emotion on her face uncertain.

In the stone lanterns at the four corners of the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, the candle flames were blown by the cold wind, and I was afraid that the next moment would be when the lights went out. In a moment, the wind around the courtyard became louder, and there were many chaotic snow marks on the corners of the courtyard, and the creaking sound resounded through the snowy night sky, and one by one black shadows climbed over the courtyard wall.

After a while, the dense black-clothed people surrounded Wei Ziyu in the center, she was not in a hurry or impatient, she lowered her head and hooked a light smile, Qianqian's fingers rubbed the body of the piano, let the cold wind pass through her body, and let the ice and snow extinguish her body temperature. The heavy snow seems to be getting more and more rude, and it does not give a ray of warmth to the sad person.

At the same time, inside the palace walls.

Zhongli Boqian looked at the snow that was falling heavier and heavier, and couldn't help frowning, his wife stayed alone in the house, would it be cold? Will he blame him for not being considerate at all, thinking like this, he can't sit still more and more.