The apricot blossoms are sparse, and the red glow is all over the sky.

The south bank of the Qujiang River is close to the apricot blossom forest, and standing on the opposite bank, it looks pink and white and delicate.

Fu Xuanlin tightly held Zhan Xinglan's hand and shuttled through the apricot blossom forest.

The flowers all over the ground paved a beautiful flower road, Zhan Xinglan wore a peach-pink spring dress, like a smart fairy walking in this apricot blossom forest.

The two of them didn't say anything all the way, and the throbbing in their hearts seemed to be nothing.

Fu Xuanlin's fingers were slender and cold, and Zhan Xinglan's little hand wanted to break away several times, but found that he couldn't use his strength at all.

It wasn't until he walked to the edge of the Qujiang River that Fu Xuanlin stiffly let go of his hand.

He turned to look at Zhan Xinglan, and raised his hand expressionlessly to brush away the fallen flowers that fell on her bun.

Zhan Xinglan couldn't help asking, "What does the prince have to say to his courtiers?"

Fu Xuanlin's arm slowly lowered, "Does the third lady of Zhan know what a marriage is?"

Zhan Xinglan blinked, thinking that Fu Xuanlin was stupid, otherwise how could he ask such a retarded question.

"Of course the courtiers know, the marriage means that you and I will be husband and wife in the future, and without the consent of Your Majesty, you and I cannot repent of the marriage and not divorce."

"That Zhan San Niangzi is because the prince has come forward to oppose it, and Zhan San Niangzi is unwilling to have anything to do with the prince anymore, so she has to agree to marry in anger."

Fu Xuanlin stared at Zhan Xinglan's face tightly, always paying attention to every change in her expression.

Zhan Xinglan's clear and firm eyes slowly drooped down, looking at the sparkling river.

"The courtiers know very well what they want, and they will never be shaken by others. Even if the crown prince does not object, the courtiers will agree to give the marriage."

Fu Xuanlin looked at her side face, "Is the third lady of Zhan really willing to entrust her life to me?"

"This is natural," Zhan Xinglan turned his head to look at him, "The prince is romantic, magnificent, and the dream lover of the ladies in the capital, it is a blessing for the courtiers to be able to get such a son-in-law."

These are all good words, but they can come out of Zhan Xinglan's mouth, why are they so awkward.

Fu Xuanlin pursed his lips and said in his heart, "That's it, she has never been out of tune, and it is already good to have a moment of righteousness."

The two stood in the apricot blossom forest, and their posture was reflected on the river.

From a distance, it looks like a pair of fairy couples who have no quarrel with the world.

The sun is setting and the lights are on. Chinese Net

The feast did not end until late at night.

Zhan Nanjing and his wife left with Zhan Mobei very interestingly, and Zhan Xinglan had to be cheeky and get into Fu Xuanlin's carriage.

Sitting in the carriage, Fu Xuanlin's eyes fell on the agarwood rabbit on Zhan Xinglan's waist.

"Wen Renlangjun's hands are so skillful that he can make such a delicate object."

Zhan Xinglan followed his gaze and looked at his waist.

She lowered her head and touched the agarwood rabbit, "Ah Zhuo is indeed delicate."

Fu Xuanlin couldn't hear any other feelings in Zhan Xinglan's tone, but he could feel that Zhan Xinglan was very fond of the agarwood rabbit.

"What else do you like besides rabbits?"

Zhan Xinglan looked at him suspiciously, "What do you like?"

How strange is Fu Xuanlin today, he keeps asking her brainless questions.

Fu Xuanlin nodded solemnly.

"Courtiers love koi because it brings good luck."

"Koi still have such a saying?"

Zhan Xinglan smiled, "The carp jumped over the dragon gate."

Fu Xuanlin nodded as if he didn't understand.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of the Ming State Mansion.

The two were about to get out of the car, when they heard Bailimo shouting, "Lord, princess, the Ming Mansion has arrived."

Zhan Xinglan's eyes widened, this is the princess? Baili Mo doesn't look like such a dog-legged person.

Fu Xuanlin saw the change in Zhan Xinglan's expression, and immediately relieved, "Don't pay attention to him."

After speaking, Fu Xuanlin pushed the door and jumped

got out of the carriage, and then naturally turned around and stretched out his hand to Zhan Xinglan.

Zhan Xinglan didn't ask much this time, and jumped down with his hand.

But as soon as she jumped down, she saw a familiar figure standing in front of the Ming Guo Mansion.

"Ahh

Fu Xuanlin heard what Zhan Xinglan said, and then he found that Wen Renzhuo was standing behind him.

He turned around and held Zhan Xinglan's hand a little harder.

"Wenren Langjun, don't come unharmed."

Wen Renzhuo heard Baili Mo shouting the princess and princess, and saw Fu Xuanlin and Zhan Xinglan's clasped hands, and immediately understood everything.

He frowned deeply, and said to Zhan Xinglan, "Xinglan, I have something to say to you."

Zhan Xinglan couldn't help but worry when he saw that his expression was different, and there was a strong smell of wine on his body.

"Okay, let's go inside."

"Wait! It's already dark at night, and it's really inconvenient for Lang Jun to enter the Ming Kingdom Mansion."

Fu Xuanlin took Zhan Xinglan's hand and pulled her back with a little effort.

He tugged at it, and his fists tightened.

Zhan Xinglan looked left and right, why did these two people suddenly become tense.

If the situation is not good, she must do something.

Her hand, which was firmly held by Fu Xuanlin, gently pinched him.

"It's not too early, so why don't you go there and talk with me."

Fu Xuanlin saw Zhan Xinglan's other finger pointing to a clearing next to the Ming Guo Mansion, and immediately let go of his hand.

"Okay."

After he finished speaking, he turned to the other side, which was regarded as respect for Zhan Xinglan.

Since it is two people who want to be husband and wife, at least trust must be there.

What's more, that person is Zhan Xinglan, and he is willing to believe in her unconditionally.

However, he still let Baili Mo silently monitor Wen Renzhuo's every move. After all, trusting Zhan Xinglan does not mean trusting people.

Zhan Xinglan saw that Fu Xuanlin was so understanding, and hurriedly pulled Wen Renzhuo to the side.

After opening a certain distance from Fu Xuanlin and Baili Mo, Zhan Xinglan stopped.

"Azhuo, what do you have to come to me at night?"

Wen Ren lost his previous chic, and said with a wry smile: "Xinglan, I'm leaving."

"What?"

"There's something going on in my family that needs me to go back and deal with it. Maybe I won't come back. I've been waiting for you here for a long time, and Deng Bo told me that you went to Qujiang to explore the flowers and come back very late, so I waited until this time."

Zhan Xinglan was stunned for a while.

It was the first time she had experienced parting since she came here, and it seemed like something was blocked in her heart.

No one had ever waited so long for her to say goodbye to her and be someone who might never see each other again.

Zhan Xinglan choked up a little, but pretended to jokingly say, "Ah Zhuo, I suddenly realized that I didn't seem to have given you anything yet. Wait, I'll find it."

As she spoke, she began to grope around her body.

Wen Renzhuo gave her an agarwood rabbit carved by herself, and she should also give him an exchange of gifts.

She suddenly felt a little angry at herself, why didn't she give him something earlier.

Suddenly, a broad shoulder hugged her in his arms.

Wen Renzhuo hugged her tightly, closed his eyes and choked up, "Xinglan, you don't have to give me anything, I'm afraid that I can't help but miss you even more when I see it."

Zhan Xinglan was stunned in place, and his arms never hugged Wen Renzhuo.

In fact, she has always known Wen Renzhuo's intentions for her, but she can't accept it, and she can't delay Wen Renzhuo in vain.

"Xinglan, you have to protect yourself when I leave, and if King Ling treats you badly, you will write to me. Even if I fight for my life, I will come back and take you away."

Wen Renzhuo reluctantly let go of his arm, took out a piece of paper from his cuff and put it in Zhan Xinglan's hand.

Zhan Xinglan showed him the best smile, "Don't worry, although King Ling has a dark belly, he is very kind to the people and the people around him. Azhuo, you have to take care of yourself, if there is a fate, we will meet again."

Wen Renzhuo nodded, giving her a gentle smile back.

But Zhan Xinglan could see clearly, and there were obvious tears in his brown eyes.

"Xinglan, I'm leaving."

Wen Renzhuo solemnly said goodbye to her, and then walked into the dark street without looking back.

Zhan Xinglan looked at his back and choked up a little, but he didn't know that a tear of his fell on this street.

"Goodbye, Azu."

Wen Renzhuo's figure disappeared into the darkness, and it was not until it was completely invisible that Zhan Xinglan took a deep breath.

Fu Xuanlin looked at Zhan Xinglan and returned to the Ming Mansion with a sad expression, and immediately made a decision.

"Baili, hurry up and catch up with Wen Renzhuo."

"Yes!"

The carriage traveled much faster than the man.

After a while, the carriage of King Ling's Mansion caught up with Wen Renzhuo.

Wen Renzhuo heard the sound of the carriage in his ears, and couldn't help but turn his head to look.

"Phew!"

Baili Mo stopped the carriage and said to Wen Renzhuo, "His Royal Highness King Ling is invited."

Wen Renzhuo hesitated for a moment, and finally got into the carriage with a fierce look.

The two came to a tavern called Drunken Dream in the West Market, which never closes, and has become a safe haven for many drunkards or sad ghosts.

Fu Xuanlin and Wen Renzhuo walked into the private room where they were drunk, and Fu Xuanlin ordered a few jars of aged wine.

Wen Renzhuo looked at Fu Xuanlin, who was expressionless, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"Even if I'm leaving, King Ling won't drink to celebrate, will he?"

"This king just wants to thank His Highness the Seventh for taking care of her during this time."

Fu Xuanlin tore off the seal of a jar of wine and poured a full glass of wine for Wenren.

Wen Renzhuo was a little angry, "King Ling, I really can't understand you. How much do you like her? You have another person in your heart, don't you?"

Fu Xuanlin poured himself a glass of wine and drank it all.

"What about you? Since you like her, why don't you tell her? If you really like someone, how can you watch her become someone else's wife?"

Wen Renzhuo was speechless for a while.

Fu Xuanlin lowered his eyes and looked at the empty wine glass, his expression resolute, "This king understands the pain of losing his beloved, so he doesn't want to experience it again. You ask me how much I like her, I don't know, but I just don't want to miss her. If she doesn't want to spend her life with me, I will never persecute her. But as long as she is willing to be my princess, I will take care of her!"