"It's not!"

You Tingrong's voice was raised, and the sound of breathing could not be suppressed in the silent night.

After the words were spoken, You Tingrong raised his eyes to look at Shan Yunxin's expression, and happened to meet the man's eyes that seemed to be smiling, so he could only say, "It's just ...... It's just that it's getting dark, and I'm alone, and I'm scared. ”

Shan Yunxin's words were clear, and he spoke unhurriedly, but his voice was very close, almost touching the tip of You Tingrong's ear, "Really?" I thought that the young lady was afraid of me? ”

You heard that the soft broken hair behind Rong Rong's ears was blown by the breath, and her whole body trembled imperceptibly, and she had to force a smile, "How, how can it be!" Childe is extraordinary, I ......"

Shan Yunxin suddenly chuckled, looked at her red ears, "I" for a long time, and there was no follow-up. The man in the dream stood in front of him, and he was so lovable.

You Tingrong was inexplicably laughed by him, and he couldn't figure out what he was going to do, so he buried his head even lower.

Shan Yunxin stretched out her hand, a bony finger lifted her chin, and her eyebrows and eyes were smiling, "Since I am heroic, why don't you look at me?" ”

You Tingrong was agitated and took several steps back, almost sitting on the ground.

Shan Yunxin quickly grabbed her hand.

You Tingrong stood firm, and hurriedly shook off his hand, "Childe, please respect yourself." ”

Shan Yunxin's smile faded, and then he reached over and grabbed her wrist through her clothes, "It's not early, since Miss is afraid, I'll give Miss a ride." ”

After speaking, regardless of You Tingrong's struggle, he took the lantern in You Tingrong's hand. Tightly fastening people to go out, there is no refusal.

He already knew that the draft went wrong, and You Tingrong was not selected, but this is also a good thing. The harem is connected to the previous dynasty, and the situation is complicated, You Tingrong will avoid it for the time being, and it will be better.

It's just that the two can't face each other day and night.

You Tingrong didn't dare to make a noise, for fear of making Shan Yunxin unhappy, and even more afraid that people would see her pulling and pulling with a foreign man, and she would not be able to tell if she had a bad reputation.

Shan Yunxin's brows furrowed a little because of her obedience.

The two of them walked all the way to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and even if You Tingrong retreated and retreated, they were still half-pulled and half-dragged into the empty main hall.

Shan Yunxin personally took six sticks of incense, lit them on the incense candle in front of the case, and gave her three sticks of incense, "Since you are here, you will accompany me to worship the Buddha." ”

In the dream, he failed to take her to the Inspiration Temple to pray for blessings, and in the end, because of the blessing of leaving the palace, he was separated from You Tingrong Tianren forever. Therefore, when we met here today, Shan Yunxin only felt that it was a marriage.

Now You Tingrong and him put on this incense stick in front of Rulai, which can be regarded as a wish.

You Tingrong looked at him through a thin layer of light smoke, and the end of his nose was a long and heavy Buddha incense, and he took it with doubts for a long time, bowed respectfully, and offered incense.

Shan Yunxin looked at her fascinated, and unconsciously reached out to touch her cheek. It's not too early, it's time for him to go back to the palace.

You Tingrong quickly turned his face away and refused to look at him again.

Shan Yunxin's eyes quickly turned cold, and the fingers that fell on his side rubbed gently, "Mrs. You is listening to the evening class in the side hall, go ahead, it's dark, don't run around." ”

As soon as the words fell, You Tingrong turned around and left without hesitation, lifted his skirt, and walked out of the Buddhist hall with a smoke. Shan Yunxin stood in place, watching her fade away, only he knew how palpitating he was.

Shan Yunxin originally didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but now he stood here reverently, staring at the solemn treasure of Rulai.

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You Tingrong stood under the corridor of the side hall, covering his sour heart, and kept comforting himself: It's okay, everything is different, it's just an accident.

The door of the hall behind her opened, and Mrs. You was holding a bamboo stick in her hand, and she was helped by the maid to cross the threshold with a smile on her face, "Rong'er, I was looking for you!" ”

Aomachi also happily, "Miss, Madame asked for a sign for your marriage." ”

When You Tingrong saw them, his uneasiness quickly faded, and he held his mother's arm affectionately, "It must be an excellent sign, with my mother's good luck, I can definitely marry a wishful husband." ”

The laugh lines in the corners of Mrs. You's eyes came out, and she reached out and nodded You Tingrong's forehead, "You!" The little girl who didn't come out of the cabinet didn't know how to be ashamed! ”

As she spoke, Mrs. You gave the signature in her hand to You Tingrong, and the candle flame shook on the way back to the guest hall, and You Tingrong didn't look at it carefully. After serving his mother to wash up and go to sleep, You Tingrong picked it up casually when he was soaking his feet, approached the candle, and stepped on the wooden basin in a panic.

A loud voice drew Aomachi, "Miss? ”

You Tingrong's hand holding the signature was too hard, and the sawdust at the corner of the bamboo stick was inserted into his fingertips, and it hurt painfully.

Qingmachi exclaimed, taking into account Mrs. You, who was already asleep, and lowered his voice, "Miss, let go!" ”

You Tingrong didn't notice anything, but he was still forced to break his hand by Qingmachi.

What turned over and over in her mind was the signature: Xu Junjia is not empty, and 2933 meets. The marriage in this life was determined in the previous life, and Rong Kai was born in the Osmanthus Palace.

Aomachi carefully picked out the wooden thorns, wiped her feet with a handkerchief, and stuffed them into the bed, "What's wrong with you today?" Master An Yin personally gave his wife a signature, which was signed, saying that your marriage is destined to be glorious for a lifetime. ”

You Tingrong ignored the blood beads on his fingers, and held Aomachi's hand tightly, "Is it really destined?" ”

Qingmachi thought that the young lady was still worried about the failure of the draft, and smiled and comforted: "That's natural, the words of the Buddha will definitely come true, it's late at night, I'll wait for you to sleep." ”

You Tingrong lay down obediently, but his heart was burning, where could he sleep.

"The marriage in this life is determined in the previous life", the Buddha asked her to go again, is it rare for her to go back to the road of rejection? As for the latter sentence, the golden osmanthus is planted all over the Changle Palace, which happens to respond to the sentence "Rong Kai was born in the Osmanthus Palace".

But where there is glory in Changle Palace, there is only her dead end.

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At the same time, on the carriage of the Chi family's return home, Chi Qinghuan was making fun of his brother with his mother, "Mother, didn't you see that my brother is blushing today!" It's almost smoking overhead! ”

Mrs. Chi covered her lips and snickered, but her mouth still stopped her daughter, "You, even your brother's gossip." ”

Chi Qinghuan showed a smug and cute smile, "I'm getting married, unlike my brother, I'm still a bachelor." ”

Mrs. Chi looked at her and became sad again: she said that she was married, entered the palace, and lived a life of relying on people's noses.

Chi Qinglang still looked like a square boy, his brows were tightly locked, "Qinghuan!" This young lady is also a show girl who wants to enter the palace, don't talk nonsense! ”

Mrs. Chi's original smile also became serious, "Really? Did His Majesty recognize it? Some nervously subconsciously lowered his voice: "There is a difference between monarchs and ministers, you must not lose your proportion." ”

The lord said, the emperor has completely changed his personality, his methods are ruthless, and a large number of capable ministers have been promoted in just a few months, but I am afraid that the capital will soon change.

Chi Qinghuan didn't care, "Brother, I can help you inquire, that is the daughter of the seven-pin Chaosanlang, You Tingrong, the concubine selected in this draft, you can rest assured." ”

Ji Qinglang's heart moved, his brows loosened unconsciously, and his expression softened.

Chi Qinghuan stabbed his brother's arm, "Brother, Miss You is eighteen years old, it is when she is talking about marriage, my brother must seize the opportunity." ”