Chapter Eighty-Five: Like a Fairy
"During that time, we knew each other, and then she suddenly told me that she wanted me to marry her, and I already had a marriage contract, so I rejected her."
"It's just that I didn't expect that she would vent her anger on the innocent villagers, and she would take revenge and disregard human life, I was forced by her to have no choice, and at the same time, the jade ring on my body was broken."
"This jade ring is a pair, my fiancée and I both wear it, and if the jade ring is broken, it usually means that something happened to her."
"She has always been frail and sickly, and many doctors have said that she will not live to be thirty years old, and I thought she was dead at that time, and I was afraid that she would commit murder, so I agreed to marry her. Just when we were about to get married, my fiancée suddenly came to her, it turned out that she was not dead, but accidentally broke the jade ring while playing with the jade ring, and after weighing the pros and cons, I chose my fiancée and went back to the South China Sea with her to complete the marriage."
"I just didn't expect that Xiao Ji was unwilling, and actually made a big fuss at the wedding scene, in order to calm down the incident, I had to marry both of them at the same time, Xiao Ji is domineering and arrogant, my fiancée is gentle and considerate, and understanding, I am naturally willing to be with my fiancée."
"Who knew that Xiao Ji was not satisfied with the status of a side concubine, so she drugged me, and since then, she has always hated me, and after returning to the Apocalypse Kingdom to become the empress, she forcibly arrested me, at that time she was already surrounded by beautiful men, and she looked like I had failed her, you say, I am really to blame for this matter?"
"This ......," Flora felt a headache.
"Father, after all, this is a matter between you and the queen mother, and you asked me to say right or wrong, it's not good."
Yan Nanxing looked at the flower flower that had grown up: "It's okay, what do you think, just say it."
"I think ......"
Hua Luo thought for a while, "Father, you keep saying that the queen mother is very domineering, but I don't think you seem to have feelings for her."
"You said that at that time, the queen mother forced you to marry her, and there was a lot of trouble, and you found that the jade ring was broken, and you accepted her because you thought your fiancée was dead."
"First of all, isn't it a bit arbitrary for you to conclude that your fiancée is dead just because the jade ring is broken? Secondly, at that time, both of you were injured, there is no difference in strength, you and the queen mother are equal, if you don't cooperate and compromise more or less, no matter how domineering she is, it won't affect your principles."
"Combining these two things, I think that your promise to be with the queen mother is not just to stop her from taking her life, no matter what, you have a little affection and affection."
Yan Nanxing was speechless for a moment.
"Then what about later, father, when you decided to choose to be with your fiancée, how did you explain to your mother, did you just leave, or did you confess to her?"
"I told her, and I apologized to her solemnly, she didn't say anything at the time, I didn't expect to come backhand to disrupt my wedding with my fiancée, is she not at fault for this at all."
"I can't say there's nothing wrong with it, but you're also responsible, father."
Hua Luo said: "The real definition of apology is that I can't stand you, and I am willing to bear the consequences, and accept your emotional backlash, instead of saying sorry, this matter must be written off once and for all, and the queen mother must suffer this dumb loss and consider herself unlucky."
"Therefore, the queen mother made a big fuss at the wedding scene later, which is not considered an emotional backlash."
Hua Luo handed Yan Nanxing a glass of water.
Yan Nanxing took it casually: "Okay, I am also responsible."
"It's not too early, father, and I'll come back to see you another day."
Hua Luo asked what happened, stood up and combed it a few times in her heart, although the public said that the public was reasonable, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was reasonable, but finally understood what was going on.
Zhan Xing asked along the way, "Ah Luo, I didn't expect you to talk to Your Majesty like this at a critical time."
"Otherwise, what can I do, I can't follow my father to scold my mother for being arrogant and domineering, this will only breed the resentment in my father's heart, and it will be easy to hurt my body."
Back in the East Palace, Xiao Qiao stepped forward: "Your Highness, you want a collection of poems."
Hualuo took it and couldn't wait to open it and turn two pages.
"Slender clouds are clever, and flying stars turn to hatred
, the silver man travels all the way to the dark, if the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight."
Zhao Yue stepped forward and saw that the inscription below was Xue Feijing: "It's Xue Feijing again, Ah Luo, you seem to like Xue Feijing's poetry collection recently, and you will find a way to get it as soon as you release a copy."
"Of course, Xue Feijing's poetry collection is very popular now, and if it's late, it will be gone, so when he releases the next poetry collection, I have people squatting in the bookstore in advance, and his poems are really well written."
Hua Luo stroked the cover of the poetry book with her hand: "This is the literary style I admire the most in my life."
"Is it really that good, I think every word on it is sour."
"Zhaoyue, don't talk nonsense if you don't know how to appreciate." Zhan Xing saw Hua Luo holding a collection of poems and was fascinated, and he understood Hua Luo a little.
"The poems on this are quite weird, but they are very catchy, and they are indeed good poems, Ah Luo, who do you say Xue Feijing is, how can he make so many poems with different styles and different moods."
"I'm also guessing who he is, since he's a friend of my father, it means that he has the same temper as my father."
Hua Luo guessed, "From his poems, it can be seen that he should be a man with a high personality."
"Ah Luo, do you have fantasies about Xue Fei through poetry?"
"Nope."
Hua Luo hurriedly put down the poetry collection: "Just think about it, Zhan Xing, when you see a beautiful picture book, don't you occasionally think about who wrote the picture book."
"I think so."
"I'll read it first."
Hua Luo opened the poetry book and read it seriously.
Zhan Xing pursed his lips: "Look at Ah Luo's impatient appearance, it's more serious than looking at the excerpts."
"Forget it, sister, it's rare for Ah Luo to have something obsessed, let's go over there first, I heard that the hibiscus flowers over there are blooming."
The two went further and further.
Hua Luo sat alone under the pear blossom tree, when a gust of wind blew, and the petals fell and fell on the top of the poetry book.
One of the pear blossom petals blocked the font on the poetry book, and Hua Luo picked up the pear blossom, looked up and saw the pear blossom petals flying in the sky, and suddenly seemed to see a man in fluttering clothes standing in front of him.
This man was different from what she usually saw, he had his own immortal aura all over his body, like an immortal who had inadvertently fallen into the mortal dust, his slender eyes were half-closed, and he slowly walked towards her.
Hua Luo's eyes regained consciousness from slump, she looked around, and there was nothing.
At this time, Zhan Xing and Zhao Yue walked back.
Both of them have a wooden hibiscus in their hair.
Zhao Yue pinned the largest and most colorful wood hibiscus in her hand between her flowers' sideburns: "Ah Luo, we've been out for so long, you haven't finished reading it yet."