Two days later, Lin Chengde was appointed as the general of the protector of the country and sent to the Lin Mansion together with the holy decree for the marriage of Lin Qingzhi and Xiao Mufeng.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Lin family has great military merits, and holds the power of the prime minister of the imperial court, as the daughter of the eldest princess, the county lord of Zhaoning, can marry the prince as a concubine, and is more likely to win the queen's position in the future, this honor and power are so enviable.

However, at this moment, in addition to joy in Lin Qingzhi's heart, there will still be hidden worries between her eyebrows from time to time.

Because of her beloved, for her is about to endure the pain of broken bones and tendons, and she can do nothing, although the poison in it only occurs once every six months, and she can take the antidote within a year to save her life, but when she thinks of those cold hands, and thinks that the deadly poison is gradually eroding the muscles and veins of her loved one, a cone-like stinging pain spreads from the bottom of her heart.

The only thing she could do was to look through various medical books and classics in the past, plus send a message to her master, the old man Xuanji, to see if she could develop an antidote to help Xiao Mufeng, who was about to become her husband, alleviate her pain.

So even Wei Yao came to see her in the mansion and noticed her absent-mindedness, and asked puzzledly: "Ah Zhi, you are already waiting to be married, and you are about to marry the person you have always loved, how many people can't envy it, why don't you see happiness and joy on your face, but you are sad?" ”

"Naturally, I am very happy to be able to marry Brother Mu, but A-Yao, if it were you, would you be indifferent to watching your beloved suffer for you?" Lin Qingzhi turned her face and stared at the tips of pearl-embroidered shoes with a wry smile on her lips.

"I'm afraid I'll never have that chance."

Wei Yao's words made Lin Qingzhi withdraw from her thoughts, and looked up at this lively and cheerful woman with a personality like bright sunshine, who actually showed loneliness and sadness in her eyes, and faintly felt as if something had happened in the past few months when she was away.

"A-Yao, did something happen during my absence?" Lin Qingzhi held Wei Yao's hands on the lake-blue skirt and asked with concern.

"What can I have, but you, who are about to be brides, but you have to be happy, otherwise you won't be beautiful!" Wei Yao uncomfortably covered the look in her eyes, and her face was filled with the same bright smile.

"You don't have to brute me, I've always known your thoughts, but the eldest brother has never been enlightened, so he doesn't understand." Lin Qingzhi sighed and said slowly.

"Maybe it's not that I don't understand, it's just that the falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless! You want to know that I won't hide it from you, a month or so after you left, one day, I was bored at home with nothing to do, I thought I could just go to the street for a walk, by the way to find some fresh dishes, just arrived at Suzaku Street, I saw Brother Qingji and a young girl in front of a jewelry stall, the girl smiled and looked really beautiful, I wanted to go up to say hello, but when I saw your brother looking at her, I knew that I was afraid that in this life, I have no chance. ”

Wei Yao looked at the osmanthus tree in the courtyard outside the door, with a smile on his face, but two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes.

"My brother doesn't have a marriage contract, as long as you want to, with your identity, it's not impossible to marry your brother." Lin Qingzhi took out a silk handkerchief from Guangxiu and gently wiped away the two wet lines of tears on Wei Yao's face.

"But what I want is not the status of a wife, Ah Zhi, you know me best, all we want is to be willing to have a heart, the white head is not separated, if the heart is not there, what's the use of wanting an empty shell, then it's better to simply let him go and pursue what he likes." Wei Yaoyingying's eyes stared at Lin Qingzhi, and the blazing in her eyes made Lin Qingzhi tremble.

Yes, she and Wei Yao have had a very good relationship since they were children, so many children of the family, and only the two of them have been able to maintain handkerchiefs until now, not because of anything else, but because they have the same stubbornness and persistence in their hearts.

She is also about to marry someone who she has been thinking about and has a heart-to-heart relationship, but is this a happy ending, or is it just the beginning, can she be a couple for the rest of her life, and can she grow old together? She used to look forward to being his bride, but now she is in front of her, but she is a little too worried, she is always worried about her family, Xiao Mufeng's safety, worried about whether the two can always trust like this, she will still have the weakness of ordinary women's crankiness and sentimentality.

Thinking of Wei Yao's sadness, she couldn't help but feel stunned, and reached out to the woman beside her who was as stubborn as her.

Indeed, since she returned, she rarely saw her brother Lin Qingji, not as often as she ran around Yaxuan where she was, and when she saw it, she always felt as depressed as if she was full of worries, Qingzhi faintly felt that something seemed to have changed this chic and unrestrained brother.

But he didn't say it, she didn't ask, not to mention that she had been working hard for the poison on Xiao Mufeng's body for the past few days, after all, anyone would have an occasional depressed mood, and it might slowly dissipate over time, but the poison on Xiao Mufeng's body was different, the longer the time, the greater the damage, and she didn't want the safety of a dignified son to be in the hands of a Khitan, after all, who knew what the enemy would take her Brother Mu's life in exchange.

Maybe it's because of her mood, the dim sum made by Wei Yao in the past is always delicate and delicious, but the red date and osmanthus cake she brought today has lost its taste just like her mood.

Wei Yao took out two palm-sized porcelain fired delicate dolls from the wide sleeves, one was wearing a pink dress with a startling bun, the two were shyly smiling brightly, and the other was dressed in a dark brocade robe with a high bundle of hair, handsome and unparalleled, the two dolls were put together, the shape was realistic, and people couldn't put it down, even Lin Qingzhi rarely saw such exquisite porcelain.

Seeing that Lin Qingzhi liked it, Wei Yao said with a smile: "You're getting married, I don't know what to give you, you don't lack vulgar things outside your body, and it's not interesting to give them, these two porcelain dolls were seen in the beautiful porcelain house on Silk Street a few days ago, and I think they are very similar to you and the second prince, so I bought them as a gift for your wedding as a sister!" ”

Lin Qingzhi's eyes showed a hint of emotion, and she took Wei Yao's hand: "Thank you, A-Yao, I like the gift you gave me very much!" ”

At the end of August, the autumn light is just right, the leaves of the ginkgo biloba trees in Fuchu turn yellow, and the autumn chrysanthemums are white, yellow or purple, which is a beautiful scenery.

The autumn sun shines into the house through the open window, sprinkled on the two people, covered with light golden light and shadow, the autumn breeze blows in the face, and the fragrance of osmanthus fills the nose, in this quiet afternoon, it is particularly precious, many years later, Lin Qingzhi still recalls with deep yearning and attachment.