"It's already past the meal, and I'm afraid I won't have anything to eat when I go back at this time. Why don't you do it, I invite you, how about it? ”

When the carriage drove into the city, Nangong Che suddenly proposed.

Ding Guoguo turned his head to look at him, smiled and politely refused, "Thank you for the kindness of the Sixth Prince, but no need." ”

"That's fine." Nangong Che didn't force it.

After sending her to the designated place, Nangong Che walked away.

Ding Guoguo slowly returned to Ding Ning's house.

The embroidery girls had already finished lunch, and they all sat in the courtyard embroidering her wedding dress. When they saw her come back, they all got up and saluted.

Ding Guoguo hurriedly waved his hand, stepped forward and touched the half-embroidered red wedding dress. The silky fabric is cold and slippery to the touch.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Ding's mother came out of the house and saw her, and hurriedly walked over and asked.

"Eat." Retracting his hand, Ding Guoguo smiled at Ding's mother, "I'll go to sleep." ”

"Go, go. You are too thin, you have to sleep more and gain weight, otherwise you won't be able to support this wedding dress. Ding's mother nagged.

Ding Guoguo smiled, turned around and walked to the backyard. As soon as she entered the hall, she heard a whisper behind her.

"Which of the other brides to be married is not happy, this girl is good, she doesn't care about anything, as if someone else is married, and it has nothing to do with her."

"Miss Ding is cold-faced and hot-hearted, and after getting along for a long time, you will know."

Is the face cold and the heart hot? Ding Guoguo smiled slightly, and kept walking out of the hall under his feet. She returned to the room but did not sleep, but found the letter paper and sat down to write a letter to Ding Ning. She knew that Nangong Li would definitely come in the evening.

When the letter was written, she sat at the table and looked out the window in a daze.

There was a peach tree in front of the window, and birds were chirping on it. The peach blossoms had not yet bloomed, and the bare branches were stretching, looking too desolate. But the two sparrows on the branches were very cute, jumping up and down on the trees, and calling happily.

She raised her hand to support her chin, and the purple jade bracelet she was wearing on her wrist accidentally touched the edge of the table with a thud. She was distressed and wanted to take it down to see if there was any crack. As soon as she took off her thumb, she remembered what Nangong Li said when she helped her put on her wrist. She sighed softly and lowered her hand.

She sat until it was dark and Ding's mother came to call her to eat, and she realized that her feet were numb and unconscious.

When the moon was approaching mid-heaven, Nangong Li really arrived as scheduled.

Under the full moon, he stood on the wall in a silver robe, like an immortal descending from the heavens.

Ding Guoguo leaned against the door and couldn't help but look stupid. He has always been so handsome and proud. Can she really have such a person?

"Daze again." Nangong Li floated down in front of her, chuckling and reaching out to pinch her cheek. It was cold to the hand, and he frowned slightly, "It's so cold, you've been standing for a long time?" ”

Ding Guoguo raised his hand to pat his face, which was already a little frozen, and said with a smile, "It won't be long, it will be in a while." "Actually, after dinner, she has been standing here all the time.

"Come into the house and say." Nangong Li took her hand, pulled her into the house, and closed the door.

The two sat down in front of the fireplace that was burning in the room.

Ding Guoguo picked up the teapot that had been warm on the stove and poured him a cup of tea.

Nangong Li stretched out her hand to take it, holding it in her hand and covering her hands.

"Ning'er's." Ding Guoguo took out the folded letterhead from his sleeve and handed it to him.

Nangong Li stretched out his hand to take it and put it in his arms.

Ding Guoguo glanced at him and didn't say anything.

"You went to the Ethereal Temple today?"

Sitting silently for a while, Nangong Li stared at the tea bowl in her hand and asked in a low voice. He stared at the tea bowl in his hand, not at her.

"Yes."

"I..." Nangong Li opened her mouth, but only spit out one word.

Ding Guoguo sighed inaudibly, "No need to explain, I believe you." ”

Putting down the tea bowl in her hand, Nangong Li took her hand and said movingly, "Thank you, Guoguo." ”

Ding Guoguo smiled softly and patted the back of his hand gently. She thought about it all afternoon, and it was useless to question, it only disgusted him. She was willing to give him time to change. Even if she failed in the end, she had nothing to regret, at least she fought for it and paid it.

Nangong Li pulled her over and let her sit on his lap and hugged her tightly.

Ding Guoguo rested his chin on his shoulder and looked at the shadows of the two on the opposite wall. The shadows of the two men overlapped each other, as if they were one.

"Guoguo." Nangong Li muttered, reached out to turn her face, and lowered her head to kiss her.

Ding Guoguo turned his head away and avoided it.

A trace of warm anger flashed in Nangong Li's eyes, he squinted slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Think I'm dirty?" ”

Ding Guoguo shook his head, struggled to get off him, stood beside him, and stretched out his finger.

Nangong Li lowered her head in embarrassment and coughed lowly.

Ding Guoguo turned around and pushed the door and walked out.

Spring has just passed, and the weather is still very cold. As soon as I went out, a cold air entered my nose. She took a deep breath, and the cool air penetrated all the way into her chest, finally washing away the discomfort in her heart. She walked to the door of the next room, pushed it open, and sat down on the edge of the bed by the moonlight. The tip of her nose seemed to be able to smell the familiar smell of Ding Ning's body, and she reached out to touch the folded quilt on the bed.

Hearing the sound of the door opening next door, she looked at the white moonlight sprinkled on the ground at the door, and did not move.

She sat quietly for a while before she got up and walked out of the room. When the door was closed, she looked inside the dark room again.

When I returned to the room, I didn't see Nangong Li. She walked over to the table and picked up the paper pressed against it.

Come to see you tomorrow and remember to miss me. The payment is your husband, Li. In the corner of the paper, a smiling face with crooked eyes was drawn, like he smiled.

She laughed as she held the paper, and sometimes he was still cute. It's just that she hid the smile from her lips. It would be nice if he didn't want to sit on the dragon chair.

She sighed softly, put down the paper, went to tie the door, and went to bed.

At the beginning of February, the emperor suddenly sent someone to pick up the eldest prince who was under house arrest in the Babel Tower of Wulao Peak. For a while, there was chaos in the DPRK and China, and people were panicked and rumors spread everywhere.

After the eldest prince was taken back, he lived in the uncle's mansion to recuperate. The emperor neither restored him to the crown prince nor made him king. No one knew what the emperor was planning, let alone guessing what he was thinking.

Just when everyone was talking about this matter, the emperor suddenly issued an edict, appointing the eleventh prince as the crown prince, and the eldest prince being demoted to a commoner.

At night, when Nangong Li came again, she was full of cold breath. He hugged Ding Guoguo tightly until he left, and he didn't say a word.

He never needed the comfort of others, no matter how painful or depressed, he endured silently. Ding Guoguo knew this very well, and all she could do was to warm his cold heart with her thin shoulders.

It's just that I don't know if her poor heat can warm his heart that has been cold for many years.