An Ronghua asked Xia Bingwen to go to the painting pavilion alone, and in the pavilion, Han Yingxue found that the sugar gourd on the side was about to be roasted by the stove, so she quickly picked it up and ran out of the painting pavilion to keep its shape in the ice and snow.

A person came under the snow, Han Yingxue and Xia Bingwen looked at each other casually, a glance of ten thousand years, as if the fate of the previous life, the appointment of this night.

"Sugar gourd ......" Xia Bingwen unconsciously looked at the jade pendant on Han Yingxue's waist, and she said that An Ronghua said that she arranged a surprise for him, "Are you, Xiaoxue?"

"Do you know me?" Han Yingxue smiled in surprise and politely.

"Ten years have passed, and it makes sense that you don't remember, back then, you gave me a string of sugar gourds. Xia Bingwen said with relief.

Han Yingxue picked up the jade pendant on her waist, she didn't forget it, but suddenly reacted in a flash.

"You are the emperor?"

Han Yingxue was supposed to kneel, but Xia Bingwen excused her with his own hands, and the moment he held her hand, it was like the warmth of touching.

"In the vast sea of people, I really never thought that I would meet you again, this string of sugar gourds, did you prepare for me?"

Han Yingxue was shy and silent, and only offered the sugar gourd, and for ten years, the sweetness of the sugar gourd still did not change.

Han Yingxue's body trembled slightly, covered her mouth and nose and sneezed. An Ronghua watched from afar, only to see Xia Bingwen take off his cloak and put it on Han Yingxue, and he couldn't help but feel that the overall situation had been decided.

"Know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, not bad. ”

An Ronghua was proud, but also sneezed fiercely, and suddenly bent his arm behind him to hug her, and the warm cloak covered her body.

"When did you come?" An Ronghua looked at Xia Huaijin in surprise.

"This king said that he would imprison you, and you are really messing around again. ”

"What's the matter, I'm matching a fate. ”

An Ronghua and Xia Huaijin said as they walked, and he knew the truth of this story.

"This must be a fate destined by God!"

"You really broke your heart for the emperor. ”

"That's natural, I don't worry about him, who do I worry about?" An Ronghua said as it should be.

"This king will be jealous. Xia Huaijin stiffened his face seriously.

"What's so jealous about this, sooner or later you will worry about Xiao Liang'er like this, oh! Not only Xiao Liang'er, but also two. An Ronghua only remembered a vinegar jar that was overturned, but Xia Huaijin couldn't figure out her analogy, "When Liang'er is old, I have to bother you to take care of him more." ”

"Then I'm sure ......" An Ronghua changed his face and changed his words, "He has his Qin concubine, and he doesn't need me." ”

"Liang'er doesn't have a biological mother, and you are also one of Liang'er's concubines. ”

"Who is, I'm not!" An Ronghua denied.

After Xia Bingwen reunited with Han Yingxue, An Ronghua naturally wanted to come to strike at him while the iron was hot.

"How, Xiaoxue is slim and graceful, with a gentle and virtuous personality. ”

"You, you, you didn't fall behind at all when you went to get married, and you were able to find her. ”

"Fate, what do you think of Xiaoxue, I like her, I like her. ”

Xia Bingwen was asked by An Ronghua and had no way out, he always thought that he just remembered Xiaoxue who gave him sugar gourd back then, but when he saw it today, he really had an indescribable heart-pounding feeling.

"Don't talk nonsense. Xia Bingwen's denial is too empty-hearted, who is An Ronghua, the mother who gave birth to him and raised him, how can he not see his careful thoughts.

"In this life, it is not easy to meet a person you like, if you can't grasp the opportunity and miss it, you will regret it for life, and you will regret it for a lifetime. ”

Xia Bingwen pondered An Ronghua's words, as if he suddenly opened his mind.

"But I don't know what she thinks......"

"You are the emperor, who do you like about a holy decree, and what do you have to worry about her?"

"A holy decree can get any woman, but I don't want to do it, if I marry by force, what is the difference between me and those who are domineering and lawless?"

An Ronghua suddenly felt comforted in her heart, she was not a person who could not be refuted under the imperial power, Xia Bingwen was able to throw away her power, and she was very relieved to understand this.

"Is it possible that as long as she is willing, you can decide the major events of your life and the country in one fell swoop?" An Ronghua asked clearly.

Xia Bingwen is no longer shy, he has long regarded Gu Nu as the most reliable relative.

A past fate, pure as snow, sweet as sugar.

The decree of the big wedding was issued nationwide, and the tenth day of the first month of the new year was set.

An Ronghua seems to be about to unload the last burden, and can finally be relaxed and have no worries about the past.

The New Year is approaching, and some people have been added to the palace, and under the recommendation of no disease, Xiaocao has also been arranged to serve in the palace. An Ronghua is running at both ends of the palace and the palace, and he is so tired every day that he is not human.

"After all, it is a person in the palace, and the heart is not in the palace at all, nor is it in the king. ”

An Ronghua pushed the door and heard the complaint of Xia Huaijin, who had been waiting for her for a long time, and she leaned into his arms.

"If you still blame me, I'm going to die of exhaustion. ”

"There are concubines in the palace from time to time, why do you want to get involved?" Xia Huaijin picked up An Ronghua and sent him to the bed steadily.

"How can I rest assured that she will preside over the overall situation, Bingwen's post-marriage is only once in my life. An Ronghua hung Xia Huaijin and didn't let go.

"What about you and me?" Xia Huaijin asked seriously.

"Wait. ”

Xia Huaijin was displeased that An Ronghua was doing his best to do other things, but he dragged it out again and again, he locked An Ronghua under him, and Zhengse told her: "This king can't wait." ”

An Ronghua covered his face and snickered, opened his arms and said: "If that's the case, I'm so tired today that I don't have the strength, and I won't resist." ”

"That's not what the king meant. Xia Huaijin was annoyed by An Ronghua and got up and sat down.

An Ronghua reached out to take Xia Huaijin's hand, and he withdrew his hand to dodge, looking angry and naïve. An Ronghua sat up beside him and sincerely apologized.

"Don't be angry, it's not that I won't marry you, the wedding is just a ceremony, you set the wedding date, I'm waiting to get married!" An Ronghua decided very seriously, but it was more like a casual disappointment.

"This king just thinks that if you illuminate too many people, this king will become dark under the lamp. ”

Xia Huaijin left disappointed, An Ronghua reflected on herself, she had always thought that she was the most important light in Xia Huaijin's life, until Xia Huaijin also realized this. She thought that she would finally let go of all the past, thinking that the two would eventually protect each other, but she still ignored Xia Huaijin's need for love for her.

In the dead of night, Xia Huaijin can't sleep peacefully. An Ronghua was exhausted about Xia Bingwen's wedding, and did his best for Ying'er's marriage, but he only postponed his marriage with him again and again.

The person who fell in love first was a valley girl, the person who confessed first was also a valley girl, the person who stalked was still a valley girl, and the person who never gave up was a valley girl. She occupied all the initiative, and the step-by-step strategy invaded Xia Huaijin's heart.

There was a sound at the door, Xia Huaijin got up and opened the door, only to see An Ronghua standing outside the door in red clothes and covered with red gauze.

"What are you doing?" Xia Huaijin took An Ronghua's hand, afraid that she would catch a cold outside the house.

An Ronghua grasped Xia Huaijin's hand tightly, she was not afraid of the cold of the winter night, but she was afraid that he would be disheartened with her.

"I promise now that I am willing to marry Xia Huaijin as my wife with a loyal heart, and promise this life and this life, wholeheartedly, tolerate each other, love without doubt, heaven and earth as proof, this oath is unswerving. ”

As if the handover of the past and present lives is connected, An Ronghua has never been cold to his feelings for Xia Huaijin, Xia Huaijin has long been indistinguishable from fiction and reality, he loves the woman in front of him.

"Are you willing?" An Ronghua reminded Xia Huaijin.

"The king is willing. Xia Huaijin clenched An Ronghua's hand, and he didn't want to let go of it again in this life.

"The bride is to be carried into the cave room. ”

Xia Huaijin hugged An Ronghua, there was no red candle tent in the cave room, but there was a mutual affection between the two of them. Xia Huaijin lifted An Ronghua's hijab, which is the greatest satisfaction in this life.

"Without the grandest wedding, without the most luxurious wedding dress, are you really willing to marry this king like this?"

"Actually, I never really wanted to ask for that, I don't care about any wedding dress, title, I just want you as a person. ”

An Ronghua's feelings for Xia Huaijin have never been prepared, the line between them has long been blurred, she is not the queen mother, just a valley girl, just the self who wants to renew the old relationship with Xia Huaijin.

Lightly relieved Luo Shang hugged each other, and the fish and water were happy and harmonious,

Live up to the bright moonlight in front of the bed, and the cold and warm night are soft and soft.

An Ronghua and Xia Huaijin finally got married on this night, and their relationship, which had been delayed for twenty-three years, finally merged into one, and it was inseparable.

In the early morning light, An Ronghua was tired from the hard work of the day and the physical work of last night, and he was tired and sleepy in bed.

"Huai Jin ......"

An Ronghua called Xia Huaijin's name in his dream, gently woke him up, and suddenly woke up like a dream, An Ronghua still snuggled in his arms with peace of mind.

Looking back on the past, Xia Huaijin couldn't help but laugh at himself, how could he have expected that one day, he would fall in love so much with this woman who was originally in his mind, with no one in her eyes, no one in her eyes, no one to hide, and a shameless woman.

"What does this king love about you?"

Xia Huaijin couldn't help but ask himself, he loved An Ronghua deeply, and he also fell in love with a valley girl like her.

"I'll wait for you, three years, you marry me......" An Ronghua's dream words were vague, Xia Huaijin heard something in a trance, and he was confused for a moment, "Why have you been married to this king for three years." ”

"I don't want it, I don't want to marry ......" An Ronghua's dream became anxious, Xia Huaijin gently patted her shoulder, and An Ronghua woke up suddenly, "I don't want to marry the prince!"

Xia Huaijin heard this sound very clearly, his fingers were frozen on An Ronghua's side, where is the prince of the emperor today? Who dares to be called "prince"?

An Ronghua was stunned, Xia Huaijin was beside her, and she remembered that she and he had accepted each other, body and mind, and were happy and sweet. It's just that in her dream, she actually returned to the most desperate time.

"I ......"

"Have you had a nightmare?"

"Hmm. An Ronghua didn't know what he was showing, and Xia Huaijin immediately smiled, erasing the momentary consternation.

"It must be that I am too tired during this time, I will not enter the palace today, so I have a good rest. ”

"Have you been lying in bed?" An Ronghua asked shyly.

"Do you need this king to lie down with you?"

"No, if people think that you can't get out of bed, will they misunderstand me?"

"How about misunderstanding you?"

"Misunderstanding that I'm the kind of woman who wants to be dissatisfied. ”

"If you are, this king wills. ”