Chapter Eighty-Three: Recovery
Zhu Ran thought that she must have lived a life with Zhu Heyu without being respectful and humble. forgot what Zhu Heyu was, forgot the environment she was in, forgot what Zhu Heyu could bring her when she spoiled her, and forgot the consequences of Zhu Heyu's anger. But at this moment, she had to wake up. Today is less than ten days away from the marriage of Shui Xin and Zhu Lang. However, before the wedding, the process of accepting lottery, asking for names, Najib, and recruiting was not prepared at all. There was no news from Zhufu, and even the size of the clothes Shui Xin was wearing, let alone the wedding clothes to be worn on Shui Xin's wedding day. The emperor has already given marriage, and the bamboo mansion does not dare to disobey. The reason can only be Zhu Heyu here, Zhu Ran smiled bitterly, because on the day she gave Du Yuyan a gift, she made him angry, and he deliberately suppressed the matter.
Shui Xin was in a hurry, but he behaved no different from usual in front of Zhu Ran. The more she was like this, the more uncomfortable Zhu Ran felt in her heart.
Zhu Ran sat on the couch, watching Shui Xin looking up at the pot of spider plants beside him, and secretly lost his mind, and unconsciously said, "Shui Xin, come and comb my hair." β
Shui Xin came back to his senses, looked at Zhu Ran and smiled reluctantly: "Isn't Madame's hair combed?" β
"But I don't think it's good, it's too elegant...... The prince doesn't like it. Zhu Ran said and slowly probed the hairpin on his head.
Shui Xin is usually naΓ―ve and lively, and she is unwilling to delve into the internal causes when she encounters problems, but she is not stupid, she knows what Zhu Ran means when she says this. It means that Zhuran wants to put down his dignity in front of Zhu Heyu. This is different from asking Zhu Heyu on weekdays, the two are at a stalemate over one thing, and whoever puts down his posture first will lose.
Shui Xin thought for a long time, and finally bit his lip and said, "I'm afraid that the prince hasn't come back yet......
Zhu Ran insisted: "Then go later, your marriage can't be delayed any longer." β
"Madam," Seeing Zhu Ran smiling at him, Shui Xin held back the pain in his heart and said, "Forget it!" β
Zhu Ran pretended to be puzzled and stopped answering. Shui Xin walked up to Zhu Ran and said again: "I'll forget it with Zhu Lang!" People who are not of the same kind in the first place...... He is still his young master Lang, and I am still Miss's personal maid, and I have followed Miss all my life. β
A stream of heat surged into Zhu Ran's heart, Zhu Ran looked at Shui Xin for a long time, and finally asked Shui Xin: "Do you remember what you said to me on the second day of the Dragon Boat Festival?" β
The scene of that day appeared in Zhu Ran's eyes, and also appeared in Shui Xin's eyes......
Shui Xin sent Zhu Lang out of the house. From Fuhuan Courtyard to the gate of the palace, the distance is not long or short, but it determines the life of the two.
Zhu Lang said to Shui Xin: "It's been more than two years since I left Zhufu!" β
Shui Xin jumped up and walked beside Zhu Lang, "Yes, we have all grown up." β
Zhu Lang smiled: "Yes, we are all older. Do you remember that we were born on the same day? β
Shui Xin also fell into recollection: "Why don't you remember! When I was young, I ate everything at Miss's every time, and I sneaked away to you! I also secretly begged you, don't tell Miss! β
"Actually, the eldest sister already knew!" Zhulang paused at this point, "Shui Xin, actually I ......"
"You told Mademoiselle that I went to you!" Shui Xin thought that Zhu Lang was talking about this.
Zhu Lang did not give up the rare opportunity for him and Shui Xin to meet, looked at Shui Xin's eyes and said, "I like you!" Since you left, my heart felt like I had lost something, and it wasn't until I saw you on the spring outing that the empty feeling in my heart was gone, and I didn't know my heart. β
Shui Xin looked at Zhu Lang in disbelief, and asked with a stammer: "You... What did you just say to me! Can you say that again? β
"I like you, I like you, I want my father to propose, I want to marry you!"
Shui Xin suddenly seemed to have fallen into a sweet dream, and nodded again and again, but still asked in disbelief: "You... What do you like about me? β
"NaΓ―ve, lively, kind-hearted, without a city government, speaking directly...... The women around me are all intriguing and scheming. It's the same with my mother and sister. Living in such an environment, I feel very tired and tired. I want my lover, my pillow person, to be different from them......"
Shui Xin shook his head, struggled out of his memories, and said to Zhu Ran after a long time: "I don't regret it, I don't regret being by Miss's side all the time."
Zhu Ran smiled and said to Shui Xin: "With this young lady, I can't tie you to my side." A happy life is fought for by oneself, perhaps after suffering, the love that has been fought for can be more real, more meaningful, and more worthy of cherishing. If you are with Lang'er, you will inevitably be opposed by countless people, but I support you, and I also believe that Lang'er will be able to take care of you if he is affectionate to you. β
Ruoyi just came in from outside, and when she heard Zhu Ran's words, a faint sadness unconsciously appeared on her face, and she said to Shui Xin: "You and Zhu Xianfeng are happy with each other, it's enough......"
Zhu Ran rushed to Qingfeng Ju after lunch. Walking on the road, she was afraid that when she arrived at Qingfeng Ju for a while, Zhu Heyu would not be there, or the maid would tell her that Zhu Heyu was in the Yixuan Pavilion.
When they arrived at Qingfeng Residence, Zhu Ran was about to go in, and the Jade Flute was about to come out, and the two happened to take a look. The jade flute is still so cold and withdrawn. walked straight past Zhu Ran, didn't salute, and didn't even seem to see Zhu Ran. Zhu Ran didn't care, but she was surprised to see the jade flute. Jade Flute and Chasing the Wind are not often in the palace, but run around to do things for Zhu Heyu, recalling that the last time they saw her was in the spring.
When Zhu Ran entered the house, Zhu Heyu was lying on the desk and didn't know what was written. Zhu Ran stood in place for a long time, and it was impossible for Zhu Heyu, who came in the room, not to notice it, she was waiting for him to speak. But after a cup of tea, Zhu Heyu still wrote on the desk, and neither of them said a word. It was Zhu Ran who compromised, and Zhu Ran squeezed out some smiles before he was about to speak, but he hesitated. At this point, what should she call him? The prince is still a single word? Should she call herself a concubine or me? After thinking about it, he bowed down and said, "The concubine asks the prince for peace." β
After a long time, just when Zhu Ran thought that Zhu Heyu would not answer, Zhu Heyu slowly put down his pen and said: "After standing for so long, you want to talk about this to this king?" β
"No," Zhu Ran smiled again, walked to Zhu Heyu's side and continued: "The concubine made a painting, and she knew that the painting was not good, and she wanted the prince to change it. As he spoke, he went to pick up the painting handed over by Ruoyi beside him.
Zhu Heyu looked at Zhu Ran with Zhu Ran's incomprehensible eyes, Zhu Ran lowered himself again, and smiled flatteringly at Zhu Heyu: "Why are you looking at your concubine like this?" β
Zhu Heyu waved his hand at the maids in the room, and when only he and Zhu Ran were left, he said in a cold tone: "I'm afraid that the princess is not in the bar because of the drunkard's intentions!" β
Side princess, Zhu Ran thought to herself if she and Zhu Heyu had really reached this point, he had never called her that before. "The prince never called his concubines like this before......" Zhu Ran said what he thought in his heart, I don't know what emotions were mixed in his heart, Zhu Heyu listened to it but asked in a relaxed tone: "Then what do I call you?" β
However, Zhu Ran replied in his heart, but he refused to say it. Zhu Heyu walked up to Zhu Ran, raised Zhu Ran's face with both hands and said gently, "What do I call you?" β
"Yu... I..."
His lips fell to hers in the first half of her mouth, causing her "Yu" to be muzzled.
He kissed her slowly, lingering on his lips, sucking and biting, then going deeper, into the interior. Seeing that she was reluctant to cooperate, he couldn't help but fix her head with both hands. At last she retreated, slumped on his shoulders, and let him linger as he pleased. So much so that the scroll in his hand slipped to the ground. Subconsciously looked down, but he fixed her and continued to kiss deeply, not allowing her to move for half a minute.
She kissed for a long, long time, and by the time he left her lips, she was already a little confused, and she was embraced by him. He felt so satisfied that he forgot about what he was angry with her, and put one hand around her waist and the other to caress her long, already messy hair.
"Let me redraw for you?" Zhu Heyu's eyes looked at the scroll that had fallen to the ground.
Zhu Ran cleared his already hoarse voice and said, "The painting is not good, you can change it for me." β
When Zhu Heyu heard Zhu Ran's soft voice, he couldn't help but think of that kind of thing, tightened Zhu Ran's waist and said, "Are you seducing this king?" β
"Huh?" Bamboo is in the clouds.
Zhu Heyu picked her up horizontally and walked towards the inner room.
Zhu Ran suddenly understood, and his face turned red unconsciously......