Chapter 1228 Until the face grows old

Because Hanwen's concentration was really poor, he began to get bored after playing with toys for a while, and couldn't help but run to Ye Xiaotian's side to chat with him, talking to himself like a Tang monk, with profound skills.

Ye Xiaotian was annoyed by his quarrel, and finally had to find a way to break him away.

So, under Ye Xiaotian's 'earnest' request, Hanwen took on the important task of finding the 'open door', so he began to look for Ye Xiaotian's turtle all over the room to 'open the door', so that in the whole room, the sound of opening the door sounded one after another louder than before.

Concubine Ye looked at Su Mohan, who was a little depressed, reached out and gently hugged his neck, kissed his pale cyan stubble, and said softly, "Let's go out for a walk." ”

Su Mohan turned his head to look out of the window, the wind outside the window blew the white curtains slightly, with a faint smell of seawater, and the sound of waves mixed with the sound of the whistle made people's hearts calm down.

"Let's go." Su Mohan pulled Concubine Ye to get up, and the two of them changed their clothes one after another.

Concubine Ye was thinking about whether to call the two children to go together, but she was sternly rejected by Su Mohan, saying that she should have more than a two-person world during the newlywed period.

After cleaning up, Concubine Ye walked out of the room with Su Mohan.

At this moment, the sky is just dark, and there is still a trace of the afterglow of the setting sun on the distant coastline, as if a layer of gold leaf has been plated on the blue and deep sea, and there is a piece of broken gold under the sparkling waves.

The lights on the coastline are already turning on, the grass in front of the castle is lined with pastries and champagne, and men and women in formal dresses and formal attire are dancing together.

Concubine Ye and Su Mohan walked along the coastline together, gradually moving away from the hustle and bustle of the crowd, but there was always a string of lights to guide them.

Blowing the sea breeze and listening to the sound of the waves, Concubine Ye felt that her heart had become calm.

Su Mohan took her hand and said softly: "I have wronged you, the wedding has been so late, but there are still so many incidents." ”

Concubine Ye turned her head to him and smiled slightly, and said, "Who said that she was wronged?" There are indeed a lot of incidents, but except for Yaya's death, there is nothing bad. ”

Su Mohan was silent and did not mention to her that day when Hanwen and Ye Xiaotian were taken away.

"Su Mohan, how long do you think we'll be together?"

"For a long, long time...... Until the face grows old and life withers. Su Mohan spoke softly, his hoarse voice with an indescribable magic, which was particularly reassuring.

"What if we quarrel in the future?" Concubine Ye turned her head to look at him, wondering if he would say that he would definitely let himself.

But who expected, Su Mohan said firmly: "I won't quarrel." ”

"Why?"

"Because I'm not going to give you a chance to open your mouth." Su Mohan raised his eyebrows, looking in a good mood.

Concubine Ye reacted for a while, and then she realized what he meant, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn a little redder.

Su Mohan stopped, stood in the distance and watched her lose her mind, the sea breeze blew her skirt and long hair, her face carried a quiet gentleness, and those eyes had a bit of strange style, skillfully combining charm and peace.

Concubine Ye's cheeks were a little red when he saw it, and she immediately turned around, both of them were facing the sea, looking at the layers of waves, feeling this rare limited and comfortable night.