28. Affection

Ding Guoguo walked back and forth in the room more than a dozen times, and she looked at the stationery on the desk from time to time, and her heart was a mess. Although Dongfang Huoyan said that as long as she wanted to marry, he would write her a letter of resignation. But when she really wanted to write a letter, she couldn't write a word. In this world, apart from him, there is probably no one who loves her more than him.

"If you're having a bad time outside, remember to come back to me, my arms will always be empty for you."

When she remembered the separation, her words made her feel distressed.

"Ugh... She sighed heavily, and she would suffer from it if she continued to break it. She made up her mind, walked quickly to the table, sat down, and began to write.

Xinyou Nangong Li sent a fast horse to the Wind Country, and it would take at least more than a month to reach Dongfang Huoyan's hands. He's supposed to be coming to her wedding, right? I really don't know what kind of expression she should use to face him on that day.

When the letter was sent, Nangong Li found Tianxiang's best embroiderer to sew her wedding dress. The red fine silk is embroidered with gold and the king of flowers is embroidered with pink silk thread at the neckline and cuffs, and then embellished with a hundred round pearls. Her wedding dress can be described as luxurious to the extreme.

According to the customs of the ancients, the woman could not meet the man before the wedding, so Ding Guoguo moved out of the Anle Mansion according to the custom and went to live in Ding Ning's house. Because Zi Ling's parents died, the next step was omitted. However, Nangong Li didn't want to wronged her, so she invited a matchmaker to blow and blow all the way and send twelve boxes of dowry gifts to Ding's house.

Nangong Li believes in abiding by the rule that men and women can't meet before the big wedding, but secretly scoffs. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, he took advantage of the night to sneak into Ding Guoguo's room and take her to the Lantern Festival.

The bazaar of the Lantern Festival is crowded with people and the lights are brilliant.

Nangong Li took Ding Guoguo's hand and walked slowly in the crowd.

Ding Guoguo's whole person has been in a blur for the past few days, as if he is in a dream. She was a little uncertain and a little uneasy. Is it really good to marry him before you fully understand him? Although they have known each other for a few years, she likes him enough and is willing to marry him. But she always felt a little uneasy in her heart, she felt that it was too fast, everything was developing too fast.

"What do you think?" Nangong Li looked down at her, but saw that she was distracted, he pinched her hand and pulled her back to her senses.

Ding Guoguo turned his head and smiled at him, "I didn't think about anything." ”

Nangong Li shook her head with a smile and pulled her to the stall not far in front to buy sugar gourds.

This scene is so similar to two years ago, except that the person who bought the sugar gourd for her that day was Ding Ning. Ding Guoguo sighed faintly, maybe she should write a letter to Ding Ning and ask him to rush back to her wedding. In any case, she can't say that she doesn't want to get married for the time being. Zi Ling is twenty years old this year, and she belonged to an old girl in ancient times. If she doesn't marry, I'm afraid that the spitting stars will drown her.

She curled the corners of her mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly, when did she care about other people's gossip? Why make excuses for yourself?

"I want to write a letter to Ning'er."

Taking a bite of the sugar gourd he handed over, and putting his hand in his palm, Ding Guoguo spoke.

Nangong Li glanced down at her and nodded with a smile.

They walked slowly to the attic, and then went in and sat down to rest.

It's really similar every year, but different people every year.

Ding Guoguo lay on the railing, looking across the river, and couldn't help but think of the Lantern Festival two years ago. It was also in this attic that Ding Ning guessed a windmill and was given by her to a mute who came to visit the Lantern Festival.

"Do you remember the Lantern Festival the year before last?" Nangong Li leaned on the railing and asked with a smile.

"Yes. The Lantern Festival the year before last, did you come too? Ding Guoguo turned his face to look at him, not knowing what he was going to say.

"Not only did they come, but someone gave me a windmill and a cloth tiger." Nangong Li smiled so much that her eyes were bent into crescent moons, and she was satisfied to see that after listening to his words, her eyes widened in disbelief.

It turned out that the mute was him! Ding Guoguo was shocked, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, because he could pretend to be so similar, she smiled and said, "What else is there that I don't know?" Confess leniently, resist strictly, and don't quickly and honestly confess. “

Nangong Li reached out and pinched her nose, and said with a muffled smile, "What a person with sharp teeth, so fierce, I'm afraid I'll marry a tigress and go home." ”

Ding Guoguo shook his head, broke away from his hand, and said with a red face, "Someone is watching." ”

"Let them see. I made love to my wife, and no one could care about me. Nangong Li grabbed her arm and dragged her hard, hugged her into her arms, no matter how she earned, she didn't let go.

"I want everyone in this world to know that you are my man." He whispered a domineering proclamation in her ear.

"Flim Flam." Ding Guoguo scolded with a smile.

Nangong Li smiled and rested her chin on her shoulder socket.

They snuggled quietly until the lights were almost gone, and then they got up and walked back.

"Kiss me before I let you in."

When Nangong Li sent her back, she blocked the door and smiled evilly.

It's always so unserious, but she likes such intimacy. Ding Guoguo blushed, stood on tiptoe and was about to kiss him on the cheek, but he turned his face at this moment, and her lips touched his.

Nangong Li smiled, picked her up and pressed her to her chest, deepening the kiss.

His kiss became deeper and deeper, Ding Guoguo couldn't stand his teasing like this, she was a little emotional, and she unconsciously wrapped her hands around his neck.

"Ugh... Nangong Li sighed lightly and let her go before things were out of control. He reached out and stroked her red lips and muttered, "It's not time yet." ”

Ding Guoguo grabbed his fingertips, put them to his lips and pecked them lightly, looked at him, and urged, "Go back." ”

"Yes." Nangong Li sighed, but did not move.

"Let's go." Ding Guoguo let go of his hand and reached out to push him.

"It's really incomprehensible." Nangong Li muttered with a smile.

Because his voice was too soft, Ding Guoguo couldn't hear clearly, and she asked, "What?" “

"It's fine. Go to bed early, I'm gone, remember to miss me. After Nangong Li finished speaking, she reached out and touched her face, then turned around and flew up to the wall, and left in a few jumps.

Ding Guoguo leaned against the door, looked at the direction where his back disappeared and sighed faintly.

It is said that there must be two impulses in life, one is desperate love, and the other is a trip that says go. So, let her be impulsive. Even if the head is broken and bleeding, even if the heart is broken, it is better than regretting it for a lifetime.

Early the next morning, the emperor suddenly sent her father-in-law to announce her into the palace.

Ding Guoguo silently got into the carriage.

"This father-in-law, are you on the wrong path?"

After walking for half an hour, Ding Guoguo lifted the curtain of the car and wanted to see where she went, but it was not the way to enter the palace, she was shocked, and hurriedly asked.

"Doctor Ding, when you get to the place, you will understand." The eunuch who was riding a horse beside the sedan chair turned around and said with a light smile.

Ding Guoguo threw down the curtain, reached out and plucked the golden hairpin from his head, held it in his hand and hid it in his sleeve.