Although Yinzhen said casually about the gift, Wanru still had a headache for a while, and after thinking about it, she finally came up with a good idea, and she decided to write a poem for Yinzhen.

So Wanru has been thinking hard for the past few days, considering the choice of words, rhyming or something, Wanru is like constipation, holding back a little every day, holding it for a few days, and the poem to be given to Yinzhen was finally completed the day before Yinzhen's birthday. Wanru breathed a sigh of relief, and once again felt that her previous approach was too correct: she was only good at reciting the heirlooms of her predecessors and creating them by herself, which was not good. If you take the poems of later generations as your own, leaving Yinzhen with the impression that she is good at making poems, then this birthday gift will be difficult.

Although Wanru has never seen Dream of Red Mansions, as a literary young man who loves fantasy, she still remembers a few poems about love, and she can amaze Yinzhen by taking out one casually.

On the night of Yinzhen's birthday, when it was time to go to bed at night, Wanru served Yinzhen to bed first as usual, but after Yinzhen went to bed, she did not blow out the candle as usual, but sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and shyly took out her masterpiece and handed it to Yinzhen.

"Master, your birthday, I thought about it, and I didn't know what to give you, and finally, I wrote you a poem." Wanru lowered her head and blushed, this kind of thing similar to writing a love letter, she was a big girl in a sedan chair, the first time, shyness was inevitable.

Yin Zhen took the envelope in surprise, Wanru found a good white paper, made an envelope, of course, painted a few plum blossoms on the outside of the envelope for decoration, white paper and red plums, also quite eye-catching.

Yin Zhen said that it was casual, but in fact, he was still looking forward to Wanru's gift, but today Wanru was like a person who had nothing to do, what should he do, he never mentioned the gift, he opened his mouth a few times to ask, but in the end he held back. Finally now, before going to bed, Wanru took out her gift, it turned out to be a poem, Yinzhen was very surprised, this little Fujin really didn't let herself down.

Yinzhen couldn't hide the surprise on his face, took the envelope, first looked at the appearance of the envelope, Wanru saw this, afraid that Yinzhen would misunderstand, after all, white was an unlucky color for the ancients: "Master, I use white paper, because the white paper is white and flawless, just like my heart for you, and I drew a few plum blossoms on it, so it looks good, right?" Wanru looked at Yinzhen with wide eyes.

Yinzhen heard what Wanru said about her intentions, looked at Wanru's pure eyes again, and nodded: "It's good." Yinzhen was happy in his heart, and his face was a little shy, although Wanru confessed to him from time to time, but every time he heard Yinzhen, he would feel embarrassed.

Yin Zhen opened the envelope, and it turned out that there was a handkerchief inside, no wonder he felt soft when he touched the envelope just now. Yin Zhen first pulled out the handkerchief, took it in his hand and looked at it, a very ordinary handkerchief, the same as the first time Wanru gave it to himself, the difference is that the last time it was embroidered with an ugly word, this time it was replaced by a blue and white porcelain bowl, and Wanru embroidered on his clothes, but this time the bowl is better than the bowl on the clothes, it seems that the diligent practice has grown.

Wanru looked at Yinzhen and looked at the handkerchief first, and explained: "Master, I gave you a handkerchief last time, I see that you haven't used it in the study, so I'll give you another one this time, although you have Su Peisheng, but I think it's better for you to bring a handkerchief with you, after all, this is what I gave you, it's a gesture to you." Wanru pulled Yinzhen's sleeve and was coquettish.

Yin Zhen no longer disliked it this time, since Wanru had such an obsession with the handkerchief, he followed her wishes and carried it on his body, what about it, hum, seeing Wanru sitting on the edge of the bed with only underwear, lifted the quilt beside him and said, "Come in, don't catch a cold." ”

Wanru smiled and climbed into the quilt, Yinzhen was sitting against the head of the bed, Wanru sat next to Yinzhen, stretched out her hands to hug Yinzhen's waist, and exhaled in Yinzhen's ear: "Master, look at the poems I wrote." ”

Yin Zhen felt that her ears were itchy, turned her head sideways, rubbed her ears on Wanru's shoulder, and Wanru snickered.

Yinzhen put the handkerchief aside, pulled out the paper in the envelope, it was also white paper, and when he opened it, he saw a large blank piece of paper, with four lines of poetry written in the middle:

The Buddha has been concentrating for 500 years, and he is seeking a good marriage in this life

Hold the hand of the son together, and grow old with the son forever

Wanru lay on Yinzhen's shoulder, carefully observing Yinzhen's expression, although the poem is short, but it also expresses her heart and hope. When she met Yinzhen in this life, she prayed for a lifetime and a couple, hoping to hold Yinzhen's hand and grow old with Yinzhen.

After reading it, Yinzhen endured the turbulence in his heart and said: "The poem doesn't rhyme too much, and the words are a little better than before." ”

Forever? This is a promise that Eniang has never said to him, too beautiful a promise, Yinzhen's heart is hot.

Wanru pouted: "Master, these are not the point, the focus is on the content of the poem." Do you know what I want about you now? Do you feel it? ”

Yin Zhen didn't answer Wanru's question, but asked rhetorically: "How far is forever?"

"It's to the white head, but the white head is repeated with the previous old meaning, and it doesn't rhyme, so I use the word forever." Wanru explained that children always feel that the days are very long, as if there is no end, and the word forever is indeed a bit general.

"It's been used forever, and it's barely a rhyme."

"Master! It sounds like it's like that, and it's something I've been thinking about for days! Wan Ru was furious. Don't you little fart know how to do things, focus on the key points!

Yin Zhen turned his head to look at Wanru, and saw that Wanru's face was angry, and reached out to touch Wanru's little face: "Your heart, I received it." ”

Is it old and white? Yin Zhen felt the warm touch under his hands, looked at Wanru, and thought about the future days, it is not bad to live with Wanru for a lifetime.

"Why don't you say something?" Wanru brushed Yinzhen's hand on the hand that touched her face, asked sweetly, and said something nice sweet or something.

"What do you want to hear?" said that the master was very satisfied with your mind, but Yinzhen couldn't speak.

Of course, it was a brain fever that made a promise to me for a lifetime and a couple, Wanru said in her heart. But this is just a secret saying in my heart. "Forget it, master, I know you must have me in your heart." Wanru is not discouraged, Yinzhen is young now, and for her other half, she does not have the concept of a couple for a lifetime, anyway, it is still a long time, this consciousness, she slowly cultivates it.

Thinking of this, Wanru said, "Master, are you still satisfied with tonight's gift?" ”

"Make do with it."

Duplicity, should the smile on your face be so obvious, dear, Wanru silently complained.

"Master, then let's sleep."

Yin Zhen snorted and said, "You lie down first, I'll put this envelope away." Saying that, he refolded the white paper that carried Wanru's heart, and then put it into the envelope together with the handkerchief, Yinzhen got out of bed, thinking about where to put this envelope tonight, put it under the pillow, Yinzhen was afraid that he would be crumpled when he slept at night, and put it on the table, always feeling that the letter would be seen by others, although without his order, the maids did not dare to come in.

In the end, Yinzhen put the envelope in Wanru's jewelry box, and decided to wait until early tomorrow morning to take it to the study and put it with the handkerchief last time.

Yinzhen and Wanru are sweet here, but the scene of Xiaozhuang is not very good.

The days passed like this, although Kangxi got the entire Tai Hospital to Cining Palace, and used the best medicinal materials, and even Kangxi personally went to the Temple of Heaven to pray, asking his emperor to live longer, but Xiaozhuang still weakened day by day.

On this day, Xiaozhuang woke up from a coma, and she has been in a coma every day for half a month. Said to be in a coma, Xiaozhuang felt more like a dream, dreaming of people and things before, the most dreaming is that it was still a carefree day on the grassland when she was a girl, every time she woke up, Xiaozhuang was stunned, and she didn't know whether she wanted to dream forever or continue to live.

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I received news in the background today that the application for the Qingyun List was finally passed, and it was rejected four times, and this time it was finally passed! I'm very happy, haha

Wanru's poem, which can't be called a poem, is written in Xi, haha, a little shy.

Thank you for your support, and I hope you will continue to pay attention to Wanru and Yinzhenha