After returning to the capital for a long time, Sizhen still thinks of that kiss from time to time, she doesn't know where Sun Yanling got so bold, and every time she thinks about it, her mood is as soft as grass in addition to being ashamed.

The grass slowly grew into a jungle, into a plain, like a hot run in the sun, like standing after a heavy rain.

Hearty and unforgettable.

Could it be that she fell in love with Sun Yanling?

No, no, it was just that the kiss was complicated. Another one, he is her fiancé, and she has to accept him, because this acceptance makes Sun Yanling not as annoying as before.

It must be this reason.

Once upon a time, Sizhen knew that the person he liked was Fulin.

Fulin was the person she imagined, as clear and melodious as the morning in the mountains, like the early spring sun, warm but not hot.

Fulin appeared in her most desperate moments, rescued her from the abyss, and watched her grow from a childish girl to a slim girl.

They are childhood sweethearts, and they are naturally attracted to each other.

Fu Lin is a young and handsome emperor, a man that girls crave at a glance, and Sizhen almost used all his strength to reject his burning and affectionate gaze!

The more he grew up, the clearer Sizhen understood that he could not be with Fulin, and there was a deep ditch between them. Fulin has three thousand beauties, and the affection she wants is as affectionate as her father, queen and mother, living and dying together, marrying an emperor, this wish will never be realized, let alone sacrificing all freedom.

Because Sizhen knew that no matter when, she and Fulin would not be together, so she forced herself to bury that liking, so that no one would know it at all, let people see it.

It's just that in her selfish heart, Sizhen sometimes hopes that someone like Fulin can appear in her life.

Sun Yanling obviously doesn't fit.

He's too flamboyant, too bright, too cynical, too direct.

Even his confession and his compliments are jokes and ridicules that Sizhen doesn't like.

A martial artist, he is a martial artist.

He didn't even know Li Bai, he didn't like Tang poetry and Song lyrics, and he hadn't read the hundred schools of thought.

The book he read the most was military strategy, and his favorite thing was marching and fighting.

He is proficient in music and is good at stabbing, but he is not the type that Sizhen likes.

Fu Lin's love for her was hidden in his heart, and he looked at her quietly, and said everything he thought in his heart: Although I have three thousand beauties, I love you alone, you wait for me, and when the obstacles between you and me do not exist, I will welcome you into the palace and allow you to be a concubine.

Sun Yanling blurted out her liking, domineering and wanton: You have someone in your heart, I know, I can wait for you, wait for you to wake up, wait for you to convince yourself, wait for you to sew your chest and then marry me, I, Sun Yanling, will only marry you as a wife in this life, but you have to remember, don't let me wait too long, my mother is still waiting to hold her grandson.

She doesn't want to be a concubine, the concubine is just one of the many women in the harem, and once she is old in spring, there will eventually be other concubines to replace her.

It's like saying that the emperor who only loves her alone, isn't it for another woman to turn the palace upside down, the emperor's like, how thin and short-lived!

When he returned to the capital, he heard that Fulin was almost a brother because of the dark cloud beads, and the mother and son were separated, Sizhen couldn't help but be glad that he didn't make a mistake at the beginning.

Perhaps, because of her disappointment with Fulin, she really realized what Sun Yanling meant to her.

It's not just a parent's order, it's as simple as a marriage contract.

She has unconsciously moved her heart to him.

This kind of temptation, at the beginning, there was no trace at all, but like silk, it grew out of the heart, densely packed, and entangled her little by little.

When Sizhen's feelings for him gradually became clear, Fulin's heart felt confused.

He obviously likes Sizhen, why did he fall into his feelings for Wuyunzhu and couldn't extricate himself?

Is it because of the joy of confinement, or because of the similar faces?

Is it because of the gentle and obedient Wuyunzhu, or is it because she is addicted to carnal desires?

In the days when Sizhen left Beijing, Fulin indulged himself, and under the repeated orders of the Queen Mother, he tried all kinds of ways to meet the dark cloud beads, stealing joy, the more controlled, the more eager the meeting, and the more intense the pleasure.

Although Fulin has been on the throne for many years, it is his turn to govern and make his own decisions, but in just a few years, he is still not able to control those old ministers in the court, and he is in a difficult run-in period.

The fact that he had to cultivate courtiers who were completely loyal to him, who had to merge with his old courtiers, and who had to take into account the balance of interests in all aspects, was undoubtedly a great test of whether he possessed both stoic qualities and strong skills as an emperor.

And in both aspects, Fulin is undoubtedly somewhat deficient.

Because of his childhood experience, under the strength of Dolgon, his temperament is a little feminine and irritable, he is intelligent and studious and has a repetitive temperament, as an emperor, he has an arrogant and confident side, and he is also afraid that he will not be as inferior as Dolgon.

On the one hand, he has to take into account the difficulties of his ancestors to lay down the country, and he can't help but follow the ancestral system and safeguard the interests of Manchu and Mongolia, on the other hand, the arrogance and extravagance of the Manchu and Mongolian clan relatives and nobles will inevitably infringe on the livelihood of the people in the world and weaken the power of the Han Chen.

Whenever he is frustrated in the government and politics, all kinds of depression and unwillingness in his heart, only the gentleness of the dark clouds can give him the best comfort.

These days, he first willfully wanted to get rid of his hopeless love for Sizhen through Wuyunzhu, and then indulged in that indulgent obscenity, and gradually, he was moved by Wuyunzhu's gentleness and obedience.

There are so many concubines in the harem, and they can't talk about the past and the present with him like Wuyunzhu, although Wuyunzhu is a little inferior to Sizhen in terms of knowledge, but her kind of pettiness and warmth, her wholehearted love for him, but Sizhen does not have.

He thinks that he has fallen in love with the dark cloud beads and is able to forget about Sizhen.

It's just that when Sizhen returned to the palace, saw that beautiful face again, bright and pure eyes like the moon, and heard her clear and tactful voice, Fulin suddenly found that what he missed the most was still this person.

Find a similar replacement, but after all, it's not her!

"The courtier Kong Sizhen visits the emperor, the emperor is auspicious!"

Fu Lin squinted his eyes and looked at the four chastities of Yingying's blessed body.

They had been separated for more than half a year, she had left in early summer, and now, it was the middle of winter.

Ten days after she returned to the palace, he finally saw her, and saw this woman he thought had slowly faded away. Due to the difference in identity, Fulin could only say calmly: "Pingshen, you have worked hard this trip!" ”

Wu Liangfu was clever, so that he took away all the palace maids and eunuchs under the corridor, and retreated to wait outside the palace gate, so that the emperor could speak freely.

Pinching the silver ticket given by the dark cloud bead in his purse, Wu Liangfu sighed.

There were only Sizhen and Fulin in the hall, and Sizhen wanted to speak and stopped, not knowing how to break the deadlock, so he had to hang his eyes in embarrassment.

At the beginning of returning to the palace, she should have asked the emperor to say goodbye, but the queen mother said that the emperor has been too busy recently, let her rest for a few days, and wait for the emperor to announce that she will go to the Qianqing Palace.

She arrived at the Qianqing Palace, but she didn't know what to say to him.

After just a few months of separation, there are already some differences between them.

Hesitating to say something, Si Zhen suddenly noticed that Fu Lin was approaching, and he was only two or three steps away from her.

Sizhen was taken aback.

Fu Lin pointed to the chair in front of her: "Sit down and talk!" ”

Sizhen sat down as he said, but Fu Lin did not sit back, but sat down on the chair in front of Sizhen, and moved the chair closer, and the distance between him and Sizhen was almost knee-long.

Seeing Sizhen's somewhat flustered expression, Fulin smiled slightly, after he sat down, his eyes stared at Sizhen without blinking, and the indescribable melancholy and inquiry in his eyes seemed to see through Sizhen.

After a long while, Fu Lin suddenly burst out laughing, and when he smiled, Sizhen subconsciously gave him a smile back.

Fu Lin's hand caressed Sizhen's cheek: "I heard that you announced your marriage contract with Sun Yanling in Guilin?" Good, good! ”

When he received the secret report, it was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he promised Huang Ema not to see Wuyunzhu again, but at that moment, he felt that he had to tear something and destroy something in order to vent the anger in his heart.

When she announced it to the public, there was no room left for him.

What about the king's wife, Wuyunzhu is not only the wife, but also his brother's wife, doesn't he also take it?

Kong Sizhen, how can you be so cruel to me, how can you, without my consent, show that marriage contract to the public?

He looked at Sizhen and smiled, and there was gradually more indescribable sourness and madness in his smile.

Fu Lin's smile made Sizhen feel scared.

There was a hot charcoal fire in the house, warm as spring.

In the hot and sweaty room, she shivered like a cold bird in the ice and snow.

Fu Lin showed a surprised expression, looking at Sizhen's frightened appearance, his voice became softer and softer, "Ah Zhen, what's wrong with you?" Are you cold? Come closer, I'll keep you warm! ”

Si Zhen reassured himself and tried to remain calm and replied, "No, no, that's good...... Very good, the courtiers are not cold. ”

"It's not cold, why are you shivering?" Wearing a warm hat and wearing a bright yellow brocade robe, Fu Lin has a wide back and long legs, even if he is full of anger, it does not damage his handsomeness at all, and his words and deeds are like a gentleman, gentle and elegant.

The more he is like this, the more Sizhen is afraid of him.

The madness in his eyes made Sizhen feel strange.