Next.

Li Yang woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he was facing the dazzling sunlight.

He couldn't help but reach out in front of him, and after a moment of habituation, he took it away.

He sat up and rubbed his somewhat groggy forehead.

Li Yang now has a feeling of drinking fragments, and his brain is full of mush, which is very uncomfortable.

"Are you ...... after drinking?"

Li Yang got out of bed, got dressed, moved his hands and feet, and did not have any symptoms of weakness in his hands and feet, or weakness in his whole body, but he was a little unconscious.

I looked around.

No one.

Obviously, Zhang Wan'er is gone.

Li Yang walked to the table.

The banquet on the table is still intact, and many dishes have not even touched the chopsticks.

Li Yang picked up the teapot alone, and did not dislike that the tea in it was overnight, his mouth was facing the spout, and he took a big sip.

The cold tea and bitter taste suddenly cleared my mind a little.

Put down the teapot.

Pick up the flask.

Of course, Li Yang didn't want to drink.

Even if you want to drink, the flask is empty.

He opened the lid of the pot and sniffed it in front of the tip of his nose, frowning.

"What the hell is this?"

Li Yang didn't smell it.

If it is some modern wine, he may be able to smell one or two, after all, those Chinese New Year's Eve are not mixed in vain, but he has no experience in ancient wine.

"A pot of wine can actually drink me like this?" Of course, Li Yang saw that something was wrong.

It's a pity that it's just an afterthought.

And Zhang Wan'er is not there, even if he sees that there is a problem with this wine, he can't get an answer.

Li Yang shook his head, put the flask down, and walked out, wanting to breathe in the fresh air.

Just as he was about to push the door out, he saw a letter nailed to the door panel by a silver hairpin.

That silver hairpin is the one that Zhang Wan'er gave him yesterday.

Li Yang pulled out the silver hairpin, put it in his arms, and looked at the letter.

On the cover of the letter reads: Li Yang personally opened.

"This is Zhang Wan'er's letter?" Except for Zhang Wan'er, Li Yang couldn't think of who it would be.

Tear open the envelope and remove the stationery.

There are naturally words on the stationery:

"By the time you read this letter, I was gone.

Please forgive me for saying goodbye to you, so I have no shame to say goodbye to you, so I can only write down what I want to say when I say goodbye in the letter, and you must read it to the end, because it is all from my heart.

All along, I have had a dream to find a wishful husband to marry me.

Hee-hee, you're not allowed to laugh at me here. ”

Li Yang smiled.

Not a mockery, but a smile for the girl's innocent romance.

In fact, it is normal for a girl to want to find a wishful husband, but why hasn't a boy dreamed of asking a dream goddess to be his daughter-in-law?

Even Li Yang sometimes can't stop thinking, if he marries a wife, what kind of wife will he take?

Good-looking? Virtuous? Spicy? …… For men, it's a beautiful fantasy.

Girls too.

Li Yang continued to read.

"I was born in a scholarly family, and I am very glad that this gives me the opportunity to understand civilization and reason, instead of being sent away by a sentence that a woman is not talented or virtuous, like those women from poor families.

But again, this is also my misfortune, because the tutoring is too strict.

My father and mother never allowed me to go out, you don't believe it, I have only been out once since I was a child, and it was when my grandmother was at the funeral.

I especially like my father's birthday, because every time they celebrate their birthday, there will be a lot of people in the family, as well as singers and storytellers, and every time I can hear a lot of stories from their mouths about what happened in the outside world, although I don't know if it's true or not, anyway, I can hear about things outside, and I'm very happy.

I want to get out of the boudoir, I want to see the outside world!

Unfortunately, this is not possible.

My father and mother told me that girls can't show their heads, and everyone is beautiful if they don't go out of the door.

But then my mother told me that as long as I got married, I would be able to walk out of the boudoir justifiably, and since then, I have been looking forward to a wishful husband who will take me out of the boudoir.

I waited, waited, waited, and waited, and finally waited until the age of getting married.

The matchmaker often comes to my house to introduce how the sons of each family are young and promising, and how well they match me, and my father and mother will compare the sons of each family with me every day, hoping that I can pick out the most favorite ......

Everything was beautiful, and my dream of getting out of the boudoir seemed to be about to come true.

I'll tell you the truth, I used to wake up laughing in my dreams.

But suddenly that day, my father told me to let me enter the palace!

I felt like my dreams were completely shattered.

Although I have never been to the palace, I have read books, and I know Liu Yuxi's spring words, Zhang Hu's He Manzi, and Du Mu's autumn sunset......

I don't want to just go to the atrium every day to count the flowers, and I don't want to spend my youth in the deep palace for 20 years.

What's more, I went to be a show girl, I was to serve others, and I thought that I would have to serve tea and water to a certain concubine for the rest of my life, just to wait for a certain day, to be favored and pampered by the bad old man who might pass by, who was older than my father...... I felt scared from the bottom of my heart.

I don't want to live like that.

So, I ran.

I don't complain about my father or mother, because this is the path I chose.

Don't look at me as I'm on the run now, but I'm also out of the boudoir, am I?

It's the fulfillment of the dream.

I just don't know, will I have any wishful thinking in the future? I don't think any man would marry a fugitive woman.

I don't know when I will be caught by Jinyiwei?

I'll be honest with you, I don't know the bottom of my heart about this escape.

So I'm going to try to fulfill all my wishes before I get caught.

I'm going to see the outside world, and I want a wishful man, even if it's just for one night.

Don't laugh at me, anyone in the world can laugh at me, but you can't, because

The Ruyi Langjun I chose is you.

Hee-hee, surprise!

That's what I think, but I don't know what you think, I don't know if you want me, who made me a fugitive now, you won't want me, who would want to have a relationship with a fugitive.

So, I put some medicine in the wine.

You can rest assured, it won't hurt your body, it's just a little ...... Aphrodisiac. ”

Seeing this, Li Yang's memory of last night seemed to be touched, and he recalled it little by little.

Memories are a little hazy.

But last night, he did feel that someone had gotten into his bed, and he seemed to have done something with the help of the fire on his body......

Really?

Li Yang ran to the head of the bed and lifted the quilt.

On the bed, a small pool of dried blood was very dazzling.

"Alas!"

Li Yang sighed deeply.

Being raped, or raped, he has no interest in pursuing it, and men are always very receptive to this aspect.

He was just regretting that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, such an innocent and romantic girl, had been forced to such a point by this world.

Li Yang shook his head and looked at the last few lines of the letter:

"It's better to write a letter.

If it was face-to-face, I wouldn't dare to say the above words to you, and if my father knew what I was doing, he would scold me to death.

But I'm not afraid, I've been a good girl who has been obedient to my father and mother since I was a child, and now I'm a fugitive, what's wrong with being willful?

Don't come to me, because even I don't know where I'm going.

If one day in the future, you and I can meet again, it means that we are really a pair of destined people, you are my destined wishful husband, at that time, even if you don't want me, I will rely on you.

If you're married before that, remind her that I'm the main house.

Alas!

I have a lot to say to you, but it's almost dawn and it's time for me to go.

There will be a period later!

Oh, by the way, if your life was only as it was when I first saw it, I would continue to think about it on the way away, and I wouldn't believe that I couldn't find the answer.

--Zhang Wan'er. ”