Before coming to this world, Liu He had very little experience in falling in love, and this situation inevitably made him a little nervous, so he could only drink water frequently, so he had no stage fright.

"One night, there was a sudden rainstorm in Shudi, and the Confucian student touched the scene and remembered his wife at home, so he wrote a poem under the west window."

"Would you like to hear this poem?" Liu He asked with a smile.

Huo Chengjun nodded hurriedly, his eyes full of expectation.

"Jun asked that the return date is not due, and the night rain in Bashan rises in the autumn pool. He cut the candles in the west window together, but when it rained at night in Bashan. ”

Liu He recited this popular love poem in later generations in one go.

I can't tell when you ask me when I can go back, but the rain in Bashan Shu has made the water in the pond rise again.

When will I be able to cut the candle with you under the west window, and tell you how much I miss you on this rainy night.

These latter explanations, without Liu He saying more, Huo Chengjun, who has liked to read the "Book of Songs" since he was a child, can also feel it.

Gradually, tears seemed to well-up in her eyes.

"Does this poem have a title?" Huo Chengjun asked.

"Shu is in the south, Henan is in the north, and it is written on a rainy night, so the title is "Night Rain Sends North".

Huo Chengjun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a towel and sighed lightly: "When their husband and wife reunite, Confucian's wife must be very happy when she sees this poem." ”

Liu He didn't have a smile on his face, he looked at Huo Chengjun, and said with some sadness: "But this Confucian doesn't know that when he wrote this poem, his wife had just died of illness. ”

Huo Chengjun was stunned at first, then his eyes drooped, and the whole person fell into sadness, without tears or words.

This made Liu He a little panicked, he didn't expect Huo Chengjun to be more sentimental than he thought.

He didn't dare to slack off, the woman was really crying, and he didn't know how to coax it.

He hurriedly picked up the scissors on the case and stuffed them into Huo Chengjun's hand, then gently held her hand, put the scissors on the lamp grass, and gently cut off a piece of lamp grass.

The little forked lamp grass fell on the desk with the light, and it burned out in an instant.

Huo Chengjun was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what the Son of Heaven meant, and the sorrow in his heart disappeared immediately along with the lamp grass.

turned into a touch of shyness.

"Chengjun, I will cut candles with you night after night."

Huo Chengjun wanted to break free of Liu He's hand, but Liu He was holding it tighter and tighter, how could Huo Chengjun break free?

The door of the flower hall was open, and the cold wind kept blowing in, and the originally flickering lights were even weaker.

But I don't know why, Liu He and Huo Chengjun both have some hot and dry ......

Finally, Huo Chengjun stopped struggling and let Liu He hold her hand tightly.

……

After a long time, Liu Hecai said: "Chengjun, in a few days, you will enter the palace, I have a question for you." ”

"Your Majesty......"

"When there is no one in the future, you don't need to call me Your Majesty, just call me husband."

"No."

"I want to ask, after going to Weiyang Palace, are you more of my wife, or more of the middle father's daughter."

Liu He said very seriously, without the slightest Meng Lang and banter.

Because of this question, it is very important.

Obeying the father at home, marrying from the husband, and following the son after the death of the husband - this is the bondage and oppression of women at this time of ethical education.

However, ethical education is a constraint from the top to the bottom - the princes of the Son of Heaven and the great families are not so strictly observed.

The woman who marries into the Weiyang Palace has long been used as a tool - the tool has no feelings, let alone the so-called ethical education.

It is not without precedent for the people of the harem to unite with their relatives to strike a counterattack on the emperor.

Therefore, Liu He wants a living person, not a tool.

Huo Chengjun seemed to be stopped by this question, and didn't know how to answer, so he said after a long time: "Since I am married, then I am your wife." ”

"Then if one day, your father and brother are going to be against me, which side will you be on?" Liu He's question was more straightforward and explicit, and naturally it was more difficult to answer.

In the former question, there is still room for reversal, and this one cannot be evaded in the slightest.

Pain, hesitation, anxiety and panic appeared on Huo Chengjun's face in turn.

Although she is innocent, she has also seen the cruel battle of the emperor's general's family.

The Empress Dowager Shangguan is Huo Chengjun's niece, which is a living example of the past.

Emperor Xiaozhao supported the general to eradicate the Shangguan family, isn't it like borrowing other courtiers to eradicate the Huo family?

Huo Chengjun's soft and gentle hands became much colder and harder, and there was no light in his eyes.

It is true that she rarely feels the so-called human affection in the Great General's Mansion, but the people there are always her relatives, how can she not hesitate to regard them as her enemies?

The little warm flame that had just ignited in Huo Chengjun's heart suddenly went out.

The Son of Heaven couldn't save her after all.

So, Huo Chengjun wanted to break free from the hands of the Son of Heaven, but found that the Son of Heaven held it tighter.

"Chengjun, I want you to be my wife, but I want you to be Huo Chengjun better."

Huo Chengjun's dim heart lit up, and some light regained in his eyes.

"If that day comes, you have to see for yourself......"

"Look at who's right and who's wrong, and then decide what to do."

"I understand that you are a good person, but a good person must have the ability to perceive the world in order not to be deceived."

"You are Huo Chengjun, my wife Liu He, the queen of the Han Dynasty, and naturally the daughter of the Huo family."

"When that day comes, you will definitely know what to do to be worthy of these four identities."

Huo Chengjun listened to the words of the Son of Heaven and speculated carefully, some of them wanted to understand, but some of them didn't understand.

But there was one thing she was very clear about.

The Son of Heaven, no, his husband, is willing to trust her at this moment.

This trust was something she had never felt before.

Huo Chengjun looked into the eyes of the Son of Heaven and read something from it: loneliness, kindness, strength, forbearance, and indomitable......

Sometimes, the relationship between people is so strange.

Maybe the time spent alone is very short, but they are willing to entrust themselves to each other and depend on each other for life and death.

Perhaps, this is the so-called providence.

"From this day forward, you are my lady, and I will give you a life completely different from what you have now, will you?"

Huo Chengjun did not hesitate any longer, and nodded firmly.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in Weiyang Palace!"

Liu He stood up, he wanted to kiss Huo Chengjun on the forehead.

But thinking of this move was too Meng Lang, so he just stroked her face with his hand, and finally turned away with some reluctance.

Tonight is a long night, but the night ahead will be long.

(End of chapter)