I want you to forget him!

I want you to forget about him......

This sentence has been lingering in my ears, and the sound is endless, almost entwining me into a dream, and in the dream, it still keeps echoing in my ears, like a spell.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next morning.

I slowly raised my head from the soft pillow and looked at the sunlight outside the window in a daze, as if there was a breeze blowing the bamboo shadows swaying, giving people the feeling of still being in a dream. I blinked, looking at the swaying bamboo shadow, for a while, before slowly propping myself up.

But as soon as I sat up, I felt a sinking body, and when I looked down, one arm was still pressed against me.

I was stunned for a moment, and then I saw the man lying next to me, who had woken up at some point, and was looking at me with a smile. After a night's rest, his face was much better, not as pale as yesterday, but with a healthy flush, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, but a leisurely appearance of an old god.

I wasn't very conscious before, but as soon as I saw him, I immediately came to my senses: "You-"

"Early."

He smiled as he retracted his hand.

I was hugged by him, and the whole person unconsciously clinged to his chest, feeling the hot temperature and calm ups and downs of his chest, I really reacted, and subconsciously reached out to push him, but it was too late.

He rolled over and pressed against me, biting me lightly on my earlobe.

The feeling of crispness/numbness in the pain made my whole body tremble, and I suddenly let out a low cry: "Ah——! Hearing this, instead of stopping, he chuckled softly in my ear, and his hot lips slid down and landed on the thin/tender/sensitive/sensible neck under the earlobe, and gently sucked/kissed.

"Don't ...... that"

The itchy and painful feeling made me constantly tremble and curl up, I could only tilt my head and keep pushing his shoulders, he didn't force anything more, just covered me, watching my cheeks burn and red, kept retreating to avoid his gaze, and laughed so that his eyes were crooked.

"Did you sleep well?"

"......" I was pressed by him, and my breathing was a little cramped, and he could feel it, but he didn't let it. I could only tilt my head, look at the swaying bamboo shadow outside the window, and nodded lightly for a while: "Hmm." ”

"I slept well, too."

As he spoke, he looked at me with a smile: "With you, my dreams are much more beautiful." ”

Hearing his voice was so pleasant, I couldn't help but glance at him, and said softly, "What did you dream of?" ”

He smiled, reached over with one hand and gently brushed away the messy hair on my forehead, put his palm against my cheek, and said softly: "I dreamed that the clothes you wore were redder than your face. ”

“……”

I immediately understood, and my cheeks turned even redder and I turned my head away from him.

But he refused to stop there, and asked me as if he was serious: "If you choose a wedding dress, what pattern do you like?" Is it good for flowers to bloom richly? Or is it better for the dragon and phoenix to be auspicious? ”

“……”

He has actually begun to care about the color of the wedding dress.

Speaking of which, although I had promised him, I had never thought about it, and I didn't even have such a scene in my mind, but at this moment, I was mentioned by him and I understood it in a trance.

This matter has been put on his agenda.

No wonder, he's so happy.

In the face of such a happy him, I don't know what kind of mood I should use to face it, but I was a little uncomfortable when he pressed on my body, so I reached out and pushed his shoulder: "You are so heavy......"

I thought he would get out of the way when he said this, but after a push, this person didn't move at all, but lowered his head against my forehead, and looked at me with a crooked smile: "I'm heavy?" How much does it weigh? ”

The hot breath sprayed on my face, my face was red, and I pushed him twice: "You get up quickly." ”

"Pressed against you?"

"Hmm."

"Uncomfortable?"

"Hmm."

"What's so uncomfortable?"

“……”

I looked up at him, and finally realized that this person was teasing me, and more clearly realized that his hot body was between exhaling and inhaling, and the surging desire/desire that could hardly be concealed......

As soon as I felt it, I suddenly trembled slightly.

He was still smiling, but in his smile, there was already a feeling of tightness, and even his breath became hotter and hotter, spraying on my face, and I clearly had the illusion of being burned.

"Young Baby ......"

His voice was indistinct, and the big hands, which were hotter than breathing, had slowly reached out to my body, the most secret place.

I shuddered and hurriedly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Don't ......"

This time, neither of them moved again.

He looked at me closely, his eyes were almost all my pale figure and frightened expression, and under his gaze, my already weak body became more and more curled up and tensed, and I was silent for a long time, I finally raised my eyes to look at him, and said softly, "Don't do this, okay?" ”

“……”

"We're about to get married."

“……”

This sentence, like a pebble, was thrown into a quiet lake, and the ripples it stirred up also soothed his tight breathing.

He pecked me in the earlobe and sat up on his own with a smile.

I lay on the bed, feeling a chill from his sudden uprightness, and I let out a long sigh of relief.

Yesterday neither of them washed, and they didn't even take off their coats and slept like this, but fortunately the room was full of warmth and there was no cold. He came together, and the maids also came in with hot water towels, served the two of us to wash up, and brought his clothes, and when he changed his clothes and was neat, he was also in a lot of energy, stood at the door and took a deep breath of the air with the fragrance of bamboo leaves, and stretched his waist.

At this time, I was also sitting at the dresser, and the maid behind me helped me comb my hair. He looked back at me, a faint smile on his face, looked at me for a moment, and then turned and walked out.

I thought he was gone, and when his hair was combed, the maid saluted me, and was about to go out, but when I reached the door, I ran into him holding a few small bamboo leaves in his hand and turned them back, and hurriedly leaned down to salute him. He waved his hand and walked in with a smile.

I was still sitting there, and when I saw him walk behind me, and that happy smiling face was also reflected in the bronze mirror, I smiled too: "What's the matter?" ”

He didn't speak, but he took the bamboo leaf in his hand and stuck it on my head.

I subconsciously moved: "What for?" ”

"Don't move."

He pressed his two little fingers on my face to freeze me, then carefully inserted a bamboo leaf into the bun, and after inserting it, he looked left and right, and then carefully folded another bamboo leaf on top and inserted it into the bun.

I understood what he was doing.

The sun outside was just right, shining on the dresser through the open window, and the wind with the fragrance of bamboo leaves also blew in, blowing the broken hair on my cheeks and caressing my skin, bringing a crisp/itchy feeling. In the mirror, he's still busy with my hair.

I am no longer a twenty-eight young Ai, naturally not the "girl" in his mouth, with a daughter as old as Li'er, the natural hair is pulled up, but I have never been lazy in grooming, and there is almost no jewelry, a long hair is black and swarthy, although the bun is simple and chic, it is just a black hair.

And two or three clicks of his fingers added a few new leaves of green to my black hair.

When he was done, he looked up at me in the bronze mirror and smiled, "How is it, is it good-looking?" ”

The chic and dignified bun was hairpinned with a few bamboo leaves, and suddenly became a little playful, and a little fresh and eye-catching, and one or two points of new green were embellished on the right bun, which almost set off my whole person to be white and fresh.

I looked at myself in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Do you like it?"

As he spoke, he pointed at both of my cheeks with his fingers that were still stained with the dew on the bamboo leaves, and the cool and wet feeling made me tremble, as if I had suddenly woken up, and looked at his smiling eyes in the bronze mirror, hesitated for a moment, and nodded gently.

The smile in his eyes deepened a little, and he held my shoulder to look at the bronze mirror, and said with a smile: "You said you are not a girl, but you are not as old-fashioned as you say." How nice is it to dress up like this? ”

“……”

"I know you don't like those glamorous makeup, actually, I like you the way I do."

“……”

Somehow, I blushed a little.

The originally fair cheeks were very conspicuous when they were red, and they were lined with green bamboo leaves, which was even more obvious, and I turned my head and muttered, "Thank you." ”

"Thank me? Hehe, you don't know I'm for myself? ”

“…… Well? ”

I turned to look at his slightly sly eyes in the mirror again, and he smiled: "You are my person, of course you want to marry me beautifully." ”

This time, my face became more and more red, and I didn't want to say anything to him anymore, but I was afraid that he would be able to say more skinless and shameless words if I pulled it off, so I simply turned my body to the side and sat down, and said, "Why are you okay today, still rubbing here?" ”

He laughed, "yes, there's nothing to do." ”

“……？”

I glanced at him, and when I saw his smiling eyes, I understood a little.

Yesterday in Wangjiang Pavilion, he had reached a verbal agreement with Qing Han, no matter what the road to go in the future, at least in the short term, he and the imperial court would not declare war, so that many of his previous arrangements might have to be put down. It is not unreasonable to say that he has "nothing to do".

I was still thinking about it, and he suddenly clapped his hands: "Oh, there really is something to do." ”

"Oh, what's the matter?"

He smiled but didn't answer, but walked to the desk on the other side, took pen and ink and a small piece of paper and walked over and put it on the table, handed the pen to me, I wondered, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Write your eight characters."

"My eight characters, this is—" Before I could finish speaking, I immediately understood.

He asked me for eight characters, naturally because our marriage was already on the agenda, and he had to ask someone to combine the eight characters, which was the first step of the wedding.

I was still a little unable to come back to my senses for a while, and I was not used to the fact that this thing was really going to be carried out, and one of his hands reached over to hold my hand holding the pen: "Or, you say, I'll write." ”

I looked at him again, and instead of speaking, I leaned over the table and gently wrote my eight characters on a piece of paper.

Although he didn't raise his head, he could feel that his smile reflected in the bronze mirror was getting deeper and deeper.

When I finished writing, he couldn't wait to pick it up, blew twice on the ink that had not yet dried, and then smiled: "Okay, I'll go find someone to combine the eight characters, and you have one thing for you to decide." ”

I sat down on the stool and said softly, "What's the matter?" ”

He lowered his head to look at me and said with a smile: "The flowers are rich and rich, the dragon and phoenix are auspicious, what color do you want on your wedding dress?" ”

When he said this, my face turned red again, and I glared at him with angry eyes, and he was already laughing, and turned and walked out.

I was still a little angry and funny in my heart, but after laughing, I turned my head and looked at myself reflected in the bronze mirror, although the whole person was brightened by the makeup of that little bamboo leaf, but there was still a bit of heavy haze in my eyes.

Actually, I know that he is doing his best to drive away.

Sometimes, even myself is trying to drive it away.

The turn, the persistence, the stubbornness at the head of the trestle, I was also trying to work hard, and I thought the haze that had dissipated in my smile gathered again after laughing.

It was as if the figure of that person, I thought I had disappeared at the end of the trestle, but when I looked back, I found that he had never gone far.

Can I really do it?

Just as I was looking at myself in the mirror, a soft, small voice sounded in the doorway—

"Mother."

I hurriedly turned around and saw Li'er holding on to the door, standing at the door, with a blank look on his little face.

As soon as I saw him, I immediately laughed and hurriedly walked over to pick her up: "Li'er." ”

"Mother."

She looked at me with both hands around my neck, and when she saw the bamboo leaves on my head, she was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "Mother, you look good today." ”

I laughed, "Really? ”

"Well, my mother looks a little different today."

I smiled, didn't answer her, didn't ask her what was wrong with me, and carried her back to the dresser and sat down, and the kid was still looking at me in a daze.

My mother's sensitivity/sensibility, I immediately sensed that something was wrong with her.

This kid isn't usually so wooden.

So, I sat her on my lap with her, made me face me, and said softly, "What's wrong with Li'er?" ”

She looked at me, her little face was round, but her cheeks were slightly cold, and that feeling made me more and more uneasy, I rubbed her cheek with a warm palm, and asked again, this time, she looked at me with some hesitation: "Mother, just now, I saw Daddy leave from here." ”

“……！”

My heart pounded.

Before I had time to say anything, Li'er had already looked at me cautiously and said, "Mother, was Daddy with you last night?" ”

“……”

"Mother, did Daddy sleep with you last night?"