She thought she would frown, and she would definitely not agree to her request. Who knew that he suddenly raised his hand, and in her stunnedness, he put one or two strands of hair scattered in front of her ears behind her ears and said, "It's not too early, my son is not well, he should rest early." Why don't we take our son around the palace casually, and it doesn't hurt to go out when we get better. ”

"Huh?" The little boy poked his head out from behind the mother queen in surprise, and the next second he was pitiful: "Daddy, I want to go out." ”

Wan Qi Haoyu glanced at his son lightly.

Yun Xiayang retracted behind the queen mother again, and his voice was muffled: "Okay, let's go to the Imperial Garden." ”

Yun Qiange couldn't cry or laugh, it seems that Wan Qi Haoyu has a lot of prestige in Xia Yang's heart.

In the back garden of the Imperial Garden, flowers are in full bloom, and the twilight of the setting sun is sprinkled on the flowers, and the breeze blows, wafting the fragrance of flowers.

Yun Xiayang caught the grasshopper, and he had a lot of fun with the grasshopper alone.

She had never thought that Wan Qi Haoyu would stand with her calmly.

I didn't think he would say to her, "I'm sorry." ”

"Huh?" She had the illusion of a moment.

I thought I had misheard, but I heard him continue: "You have always been a princess, and I blame you for it." ”

Yun Qiange was slightly stunned for a moment, the soft twilight warmed her cheeks, and she asked, "Weiran's master has been released by me, how do you know?" He's not so kind to tell you. ”

She thought he would go on like this with him for the rest of his life. Even though she wanted to kill Yang Tianlu, but Yang Tianlu was Wei Ran's master in the end, she still didn't make a ruthless move.

He pulled his eyelashes and apologized guiltily like a child who had done something wrong: "Your living habits, your love for Baili Hongzhe, your love for Xia Yang, when all the little things are made together, I have to tell me the fact that you are a princess." ”

Wan Qi Haoyu's heart ached weakly, whoever has been misunderstood for so many years, and has been coldly spoken to by himself all day long, will hate each other to death, right?

Sensing his gloom, Yun Qiange took his hand: "It's okay, doesn't this just prove that you love me?" You think, if someone really took my body and forcibly took everything from me, how sad I would be if you chose to surrender to me. At least, you chose to be skeptical. At the very least, you're afraid you'll mistake me. She took his hand, her smile soft, mixed with the smell of sunshine.

The big stone in his heart suddenly fell to the ground, and the man clenched his lover's hand, expectantly and nervously said what he had been wanting to ask for a few years: "Then have you ever liked me a little?" He was looking forward to it.

The woman was wearing an imperial robe, her facial features were exquisite, her face was beautiful, the afterglow of the setting sun crossed a layer of faint gold on her silhouette, her eyes were clear and transparent like moonlight, she frowned as if distressed, and pondered for a while: "Well......"

She seemed to be trying to think.

The man's back was straight, his handsome facial features were a little stiff, and he even breathed very lightly, for fear of disturbing the woman's thinking, and he was extremely looking forward to the woman's answer.

Finally, in his great anticipation, the woman smiled and said playfully: "What should I do, it seems to be more than a little bit!"

The afterglow of the sun stained the sky red, and the magnificent twilight sky was not as beautiful as the woman's smile.

The warm yellow twilight became the background, embellished with the woman's smile, gentle, affectionate, and beautiful so that Wan Qi Haoyu almost suffocated.

"Mother, father. I'm hungry, I'm hungry. Yun Xiayang ran over with his box containing the little crickets.

When he saw his mother and queen father holding hands, he was stunned for a moment, but grinned: "I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry!" I'll play again!" Then he took the little cricket and ran away.

The two people who held hands wanted to smile, but the hands they held were tighter.