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"Qingyang, I'm afraid I'm going to miss the appointment." In the dark, Zhu Zhanji suddenly said softly.

Sun Qingyang knew that he was referring to the vow he had promised her to take care of her for the rest of her life.

Her hand clenched his, and she laughed silently in the darkness, desolate, sad. She said very slowly, but the words were as clear and firm as a bead, "Brother Zhu, you should know that if you miss the appointment, Qingyang will be sad, so, no matter what, please stick to it and accompany me." Otherwise, I'll be afraid of the dark. On those days, I was alone and couldn't go. ”

She shrunk into his arms and put her arms around his neck, pressed against his cheek.

Zhu Zhanji coughed lightly for a moment, and said, "Don't blame me." ”

Sun Qingyang's tears flowed down his cheeks, "No, if you leave like this, I will blame you and blame you for the rest of my life." Qin Tianjian said that as long as you are happy, you will be fine, and when you are ready, I will arrange for Guo Meiren to sleep for you. ”

A few days after entering the palace, Guo Meiren should have been familiar with the palace rules and knew the essentials of the bed.

Zhu Zhanji held her hand instead, "How can you believe those words?" In life, it is enough to have a confidant, I can be clear, and I will not be shaken. I'm tired and can't hold on anymore, so you just let me go first, and after a hundred years, we can still get together again. ”

Sun Qingyang said angrily: "If you insist on leaving me, then I will go with you." ”

Zhu Zhanji laughed, "Why do you still look like a child?" You are a mother, Jinying and Qi Zhen are still young, you have to take care of them on my behalf, you can't be willful. ”

Sun Qingyang fell on his chest, tears raining down, "You obviously promised, you clearly promised me, if you want to walk behind, why do you want to miss the appointment......"

Her hand crossed his eyebrows, although there was only moonlight, and it was impossible to see clearly, but this face had long been engraved in her heart, he was not the most handsome man she had ever seen, but he was the only person in her heart.

His thick black and straight eyebrows are always full of grandeur and flying; His closed lips, even when angry, have an elegant arc; From his sideburns to the tip of his nose, from his forehead to his chin, and even a little line at the corner of his mouth, she was so fascinated.

Especially those eyes.

The deep eyes are like starlight, bright and deep. It is like snow in its mouth, cold and cold. And every time I meet her, I always smile.

Did he refute her? As if there is none, even the most unreasonable demands, he will be satisfied.

He always said: "Qingyang, I have made you lose your freedom, even if you use all the material resources of the Ming Dynasty, you will not be able to compensate." ”

He said that he was his confidant, how could he not be hers, in this world, the person who understands her best and understands her best is him.

If he goes, will it be cold without her on Huangquan Road?

If he goes, without his smile for the rest of his life, will it be all ice and snow?

Sun Qingyang couldn't cry.

Zhu Zhanji hugged her, and his arm used some force slightly. This is his most beloved woman, they have known each other for almost a lifetime, and he wants to be able to accompany her for a long time, reciting poems and paintings, drinking wine and tea, fighting crickets, and playing shuanglu...... He and she are as cordial and familiar as the left and right hands, although they are not as heart-warming and palpitating as when they were young, but they have the stability of the present world.

They had agreed that when they were gray-haired, they would also accompany each other.

It's a pity that he can't accompany her for the rest of his life.

In the silence, only her crying was intermittent, and he didn't say anything, just hugged her tightly in his arms, for fear that the cool breeze in the middle of the night would blow to her and dye her with a trace of coolness.

As long as there is a breath left, he will always protect her.

*

In the apse of Lijingxuan in Chuxiu Palace, Guo Ai is bathing, separated by layers of silk satin. As soon as she got up from the barrel, a palace maid immediately stepped forward to take care of it with a bath towel and clothes. Outside the silk satin, there is a faint sign of the waiter.

It was the person who was going to take her to the Qianqing Palace to sleep in a while.

Guo Ai sat down in front of the bronze mirror, the palace maid stepped forward to pull up her inky hair, and someone else held a small glass bowl that exuded heat and fragrance.

She drank it all.

It smells so good!

The fragrance drifted along her breath, bypassing her fair neck and hair, coupled with the heat after bathing, instantly filling the room, under the light of the palace lamp, her pink cheeks steamed by hot water and her watery eyes showed a bit hazy and unreal, ethereal like a fairy.

"The moon is clear and breezy tonight, the beauty is so light and elegant, and it is so fragrant, it will be able to overshadow the beauty of the flowers in this palace and win the emperor's favor." The palace maid who combed her hair looked at her beautiful face and admired.

Guo Ai raised his eyes and looked at the person in the mirror, what was hidden between his eyebrows, he opened his lips to say something, but he stopped, and finally only sighed faintly.

If she could, she would like to think more about this delicate face, only for one person, hidden in the depths of the boudoir.

Speechless for a moment. Outside the hall, the wind blew in through the cracks in the window frames, and the silk fluttered, ruffling her long sideburns and slightly dispelling the rich fragrance that surrounded her.

"Mo Shaoyan, will you miss me?" She looked at herself in the mirror and asked the shadow in her heart.

There was no answer. She remembered the day she left Fengyang, she asked him this, and he lowered his eyes and did not answer. Just cast his eyes on the red lanterns, ribbons and lucky bags hanging in the courtyard for a long time, and watched the palace lady wearing colorful clothes shuttle back and forth with the inner servants, for a long time, Fang said: "The palace is full of brocade clothes and jade food, prosperous like spring, but there is only a lively and comfortable, you are so self-cherished, don't worry about everything in Fengyang." As long as you're good, that's it. ”

Don't worry about everything in Fengyang, including him?

The side she saw with him was the last time she forced her to die and begged her parents to let him enter the mansion, in the name of her brother.

His first acquaintance was a chance encounter at the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, he was dressed in white, standing under a blessing tree with his head up, rich and handsome, making the sun and the moon dull.

And she, chanting a poem, made his eyes fall on her, just a glance, let each other's hearts melt and entangle. They fell in love at first sight.

He stopped his steps and looked up with her at the blessing tree with the blessing bags and ribbons until the dead of night. They rubbed their sore necks and looked at each other, he nodded in salute, and she looked back shyly.

Just like that, looking back, her eyes flowed, and she smiled slightly when she glanced at him, as bright as a star, instantly illuminating each other's worlds, and the love was deep-rooted.

Proposing and marrying, everything is logical and natural.

But I didn't expect that at the last moment, I was cut off by a horizontal knife and divided into things.

And now, she is a beauty in the deep palace, he and her, after all, have taken different paths, and there is no intersection.

Guo Ai threw down his eyebrows, looked at the person in the mirror and burst into tears, and muttered: "Jun is at the head of the Yangtze River, the concubine is at the end of the Yangtze River. ”

The palace maid only said that she missed her family and comforted: "Beauty, the people who came over there are waiting, don't cry and make up again." If you cry a lot, will it not be beautiful, you look at the nobles in the palace, which one is not smiling? ”

After a while, Guo Ai collected her tears, asked the palace maid to change into a pink silk robe for her, wrapped her fox fur outside, walked out, and said to the waiter: "There are Lao Gonggongs, let's go." ”

*

Walking into the palace door, when the palace maid lifted the curtain, Guo Ai saw the bright yellow figure on the bed.

It's not as sick as others say. The figure was even more luxurious under the heavy lights, dozens of palace maids and chamberlains carefully served on both sides, and the stars surrounded him like a moon, although his face was a little haggard and pale, but he was still handsome and upright, and he was outstanding.

It's just that at this age, she is already similar to her father, no matter how handsome she is, she is just an uncle.

In this world, the most powerful handsome uncle.

Guo Ai knelt down, bowed three times and knocked nine times, and the mountain shouted long live.

Zhu Zhanji smelled the aroma of Guo Ai coming in, and his spirit was lifted.

He looked at the petite body, a little dazed.

Can this person really make his illness dissipate as Qin Tianjian said?

Thinking of Sun Qingyang's crying last night, he had a glimmer of hope.

If it was true, he might be able to grow old with her.

The waiter standing in front of the bed, seeing that the emperor was silent for a long time, coughed lightly and said, "Guo Meiren raised her head and let the emperor take a look." ”

Guo Ai slowly raised her head and turned her face slightly, she knew that she was the most moving at this angle, her skin was fair, her black hair was like ink, especially her eyes, as if reflecting the sky of autumn water, she looked very smart.

And her person, under the red palace lamp, looks pitiful, just like the faint fragrance between her breaths, spitting fragrance leisurely.

Sure enough, in the eyes of the emperor, she saw a touch of amazement.

The emperor, who is rich all over the world and is used to seeing beauties, will also be amazed by her.

Although Guo Ai has the reputation of a talented woman, but after all, she is young, and seeing the emperor like this, her panicked heart slowly settled down, and the corners of her mouth smiled, revealing a touch of shyness.

Zhu Zhanji's eyes were a little confused.

Such a pair of water-cut eyes, with some panic and a hint of shyness, he had clearly seen them.

It was the wedding night, under the cover of the palace lights, Hu Shanxiang's eyes.

He was just surprised by these eyes, not because of Guo Ai's amazing appearance.

He raised his hand, "Flatten, come over and let me see." Your scent ......"

When Guo Ai approached, Zhu Zhanji felt more and more refreshed, he was slightly stunned, and looked at Guo Ai's face with scrutiny.

Guo Ai's eyes flashed slightly, but the smile on his face was still there, and he said coquettishly: "Concubine...... The concubine loves to eat flowers and plants since she was a child, and over time, she has this fragrance all over her body. After a slight pause, she raised her arm timidly, letting her sleeves slip between her elbows, "The emperor doesn't believe it, smell this smell, but with the smell of nightshade?" ”

This rhetoric was taught to her by the concubine, and this style was learned by Mama Zeng beside the concubine after she trained her for three days.

The concubine said that when the emperor heard and saw it, he would definitely be happy.

Sure enough, she saw the emperor involuntarily leaning his head and sniffing, with a smile on his face: "It's true, there is a smell of nightshade, mixed with the smell of jasmine and grass...... Also, you smell of a hundred flowers. ”

Such a beauty appeared, Zhu Zhanji somewhat believed Qin Tianjian's words, if it wasn't for his life, how could there be a person who ate flowers and plants and had a fragrance around his body?

Just by smelling this aroma, his mind was much clearer.

The clever chamberlain had already knelt down, "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, the emperor is the true dragon son of heaven, the honor of the ninety-five, blessed by heaven, your illness, I sent a fairy like Guo Meiren to wait for you, the emperor's dragon is healthy, just around the corner!" ”