"Wan'er...... What the hell do you want to do before you are willing to open your eyes and look at me, I know everything, the girl ten years ago was you, Wan'er, is it okay for you to wake up, this king has not begged anyone, only asks you for one thing, you wake up. ”

Tears fell between her pale lips little by little, he leaned over gently, kissed her cold lips, and tasted his tears again, so bitter, so painful in his heart.

When I looked up, I inadvertently saw the red wedding dress on the hanger, and the pain in my heart was even worse.

"Wan'er, open your eyes and take a look, that wedding dress was tailor-made for you by the best embroidery girl in Jiangnan invited by this king, and you must look good when you wear it."

Seeing that she didn't respond, he comforted himself: "If you don't speak, you like it very much." ”

He smiled faintly, got up and brought the hot water to the bedside, ran the hot water with a towel, wrung it out, and gently wiped her little face, forehead, eyebrows, eyes, the bridge of her nose and her soft but pale lips.

Gently unbuttoning her neckline, he took off her coat for her, the towel poked into her dirty clothes, he moved gently, for fear of hurting her, carefully wiped her body, slender lotus arms, white hands.

At last he untied the hairband from her head, pulled the hairpin from her bun, and spread her jet-black hair like silk between the pillows.

Only then did he realize that what she had been wearing on her head was the white hosta that had long been broken, and the one he had personally selected for her was also the white hosta that he had broken by mistake.

But now, she regarded it as a treasure, and the broken place was wrapped in silver wire by her.

He held the hairpin in his palm, stretched out his hand, gently scraped the tip of her delicate nose with his fingers, and said in a hoarse voice: "Look at you, as the princess of this king, why are you so shabby?" It's not that this king can't afford it, and this broken hairpin is also treated as a treasure by you......" smiled and smiled, but tears welled up from the corners of his eyes.

He remembered that day, in order to anger her away, he deliberately said a lot of ugly things in front of her, and threw her hand-sewn purse into the water, she wanted to stay with him, but he pushed her down and broke her most beloved hairpin.

"Shu Wan, do you want this king to have a better time for the rest of his life, right......?"

He put on the wedding dress for her, buttoned them one by one, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and sighed softly: "Look at you, you can't even wear clothes, and you have to serve you personally, but it doesn't matter, Xianggong is willing to serve you." ”

Then, he took out a brand-new hairpin from his bosom and said: "I know that you like this hairpin, I accidentally broke it last time, it was Xianggong's, no, Xianggong has rebuilt an identical one for you." ”

He wiped her long beautiful hair clean with water, carefully straightened it, tied a ribbon, and placed it neatly on her chest, and finally pinned the hairpin between her hair.

He looked at her sleeping face fixedly, the big red wedding dress was worn on her, the embroidery that had been in place for a hundred years, and after looking at it for a long time, he only felt that the patterns seemed to float, all floating in front of his eyes.

He gently stroked her face, and said to himself: "Now, no one will rob me anymore, that kid from Shangguan Rong has always been a thief to you, this king made him the emperor of this Lang country, in this way, this king will see what energy he has to spend his time on you." ”

As he spoke, his voice was already a little choked, and he exhaled, as if complaining: "You see I'm so attentive, Wan'er, don't you wake up quickly, otherwise I'll be really angry." ”

The person on the couch is naturally motionless.

He was still muttering to himself, he had always been silent, but this night he was like a nagging woman, chattering endlessly, as if he was going to say everything he had not said in his life at once.

Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and went to fetch two more candles and lit them, and the whole room was suddenly illuminated red, looking quite festive.

He helped Shu Wan up and hugged him in his arms: "Originally, I said that I would compensate you for a vigorous wedding after returning to Beijing, but since you have been angry with me, the husband can only wronged you and let you and me get married like this." ”

He straightened his arms around her, leaned over slightly, and bowed to her.

After worshipping, he used scissors to cut off a strand of his and hers' hair, wrapped them together, and put them in a sachet.

"In this way, we can be considered married."

As if thinking about it, he said: "Today's ceremony is a little simpler, but the husband swears to you that in this life, except for you, the husband will not marry anyone again." ”

Immediately afterwards, he held her again, kissed her lips, and pressed his forehead against her forehead: "Wan'er, the ceremony is complete, no matter life or death, you are my Xiao Yan's person." ”

Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Yan smiled and said, "If you don't speak, you will agree." ”

He let go easily, and she fell into his arms so limply and bonelessly, silently.

"Wan'er, do you still dare to throw your arms on this king? Aren't you afraid that this king will eat you? Why are you so unashamed? ”

The person in his arms was silent, although Xiao Yan had a smile on his face, but a trace of sadness and hopelessness began to appear in his heart, spreading like a vine, almost annihilating him completely.

The candle flame flickered, and her pale face seemed to be a little more ruddy.

"Look at you, you must be shy, your face is red."

But suddenly, a gust of wind blew outside the window, and a red candle on the table was blown out by the wind, leaving only a wisp of green smoke in the air.

Xiao Yan turned around in astonishment and looked at him in a daze, his eyes full of despair.

A pair of red candles burned until dawn, representing the husband and wife raising their eyebrows and growing old together, but now one has been extinguished......

In the past, he never believed in these superstitions, but at this moment, he was panicked.

"It's okay, it's all superstition, and this king doesn't believe in those nonsense!"

But looking at Shu Wan's pale face on the couch, the despair in his heart suddenly surged like a tide.

He couldn't control it anymore, and rubbed her into his arms with all his might, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't feel the truth, he only felt that as soon as he let go, the person in his arms would disappear.

"Why can't you wait for me, do you have to be so cruel? Shu Wan! ”

A piercing pain spread from his heart, and he only felt a suffocation in his chest, as if it was about to explode.

The next day, Qingfeng saw that Xiao Yan had been refusing to go out, so he knocked on the door, and no one responded for a long time.

The door opened, and I saw Xiao Yan wearing a wedding robe and slowly walking out of it.

Qingfeng looked at the man in front of him in a daze, his eyes full of shock.

"Lord Wang...... Your hair ......"

I saw that Xiao Yan's head was full of green silk, and all of them turned white overnight.

Qingfeng only then understood that the prince, who was calm on the surface, was probably already full of holes in his heart, and his heart was in tears......

But Xiao Yan didn't care about his gray hair overnight, and said slowly: "This king heard that there was a Yunruo Temple a hundred miles outside the city, and there was a master in the temple, and there was an elixir that brought people back to life. ”

He looked at Qingfeng and said, "This king wants to try." ”

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