(Girls' Literature)

The breeze is warm. Birds singing. The world is still so beautiful.

The warm morning breeze blows. Gently brushing over the face. The golden morning light shone in through the open window. And with this breeze. It's like a mother's hands gently caressing the whole body.

But. Today is the wedding day. Early in the morning, it was blowing and blowing and making noise. This warm sunlight shines on the body. It was as if it had turned cold.

Wu Ling had no sleep all night. Lying motionless in front of the flower table. Cangsong took up her bed. Therefore, she could only sleep on the flower table.

Cangsong although means that two people can sleep together. As a spiritual being. Cang Song naturally didn't understand the shame boundary between men and women. But as a human being. Wu Ling can't.

For the fact that Wu Ling always sleeps on the table. Cang Song was a little sorry. But I still can't sleep while talking. Girls' literature is updated as soon as possible

It's just that his spiritual power is passing too fast. Although Cangsong did not explain exactly why. But Wu Ling also understands. Cang Song was really in trouble at this time.

And look at the speed of the flow of the pine's aura. If it weren't for the thousand-year-old practice. It is also a relatively toss-resistant pine species. I'm afraid I'm dead at the moment.

This night. Wu Ling thought a lot. There's a lot to talk about. It's been tangled in her heart. Even if you don't want to think about it. They're still coming out like they're alive. Tossing and turning in my head.

Wu Ling sighed. I tidied up the wide cuffs that were slightly wrinkled. Walk slowly outside.

The Emperor's Mansion is festive. Red lanterns hung everywhere. All the attendants were also dressed in joyful red. Busy preparing meals and setting up.

The guests were also greeting each other with red faces and smiling. Talking about something.

Shuo didn't know where he went. Wu Ling watched it for a long time. No trace of him was found. So she guessed. He may have gone to the imperial palace to pick up his relatives......

Because it was a princess who was married. So it can only be picked up from the Imperial Palace. According to the experience of attending the Canghe Creek wedding last time. This hour. I think I'm coming back soon.

Wu Ling stood silently in the corner of the courtyard. stunned to watch the waiters busy with their own work. The mind went blank.

She didn't know what she was supposed to think at this point. In short, it's like losing a soul. Nothing will be thought. Just stood dumbfounded.

She saw that Jin Rong was standing at the door at the moment. He was also wearing a festive red luan suit. With a sad smile on his face, he greeted the passing guests. And those delicate little hands pinched the silk silk in their hands. It was as if it was going to be torn apart.

Although she has a lower rank than the princess who is new to the door. But he still married Shuo before her. He is currently in charge of all affairs in the house. Therefore, she had to deal with the matter here.

Compared to Wu Ling. Jin Rong is the one who hurts the most.

Watching the man I love marry a wife. I also have to do it for him. There is probably no more painful errand in this world.

Although bitter. But. My own man got married. I could only stand at the door with that smiling face that didn't look festive at all.

Only Wu Ling saw it. She turned from time to time. clenched his fists and forbearance. Then use the back of your hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes. Turn around and continue to do her job.

Half an hour later. The handsome bridegroom rode on a tall horse, and the bride returned to the emperor's mansion.

A long line. Shuo is at the forefront. Wearing a bright red dragon brocade robe. He wears a large red flower on his chest. Behind him was a group of people who were blowing and beating. The beating of gongs and drums is not lively.

Middle. It is a big sedan chair carried by sixteen people. The sedan chair has a complex pattern. Sure enough, it was the princess who got married. It's different from ordinary people.

The rearmost one. It is a waiter holding a greeting sign. Each smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth. It's as if I'm married.

Wu Ling looked at Shuo sitting on horseback from a distance, arched her hands and thanked the congratulatory guests. A trace of unknown emotion crept into my heart. Let her heart beat non-stop. I even felt that Shuo at this moment was a little dazzling......

Half an hour later. Wu Ling pursed her lips fiercely. sighed. Turn around and go back to your room. Lie down on the table again.

It's still noisy outside. The sound of many guests celebrating. The sound of firecrackers. The sound of horses' hooves. Horn sounds. Uneven. Filled with joy and joy.

Until sunset. There was a knock at the door.

Wu Ling opened the door. It's poetry blue. Holding a food box in his hand.

"Princess. Today's emperor's wedding. I didn't see the princess. The slave also knew that the princess was uncomfortable. Specially...... Check it out. Shilan also looked a little aggrieved. Pouted. Girls' literature was updated for the first time, and there was a trace of tears in her eyes.

"I'm not upset. You don't have to worry. Wu Ling explained lightly. Look at the way she looks. I thought about the fact that Shi Lan was beaten for herself when she first arrived at the imperial palace.

At this time. I can still think of her. Except for Shilan. I don't know who else there is.

"Yes, yes. Not upset. The slave came to bring you some delicious dishes. ”

Shilan smiled when she heard this. Entered the house. Put down the food box in your hand. Pick out the same delicacies from them. Finally, he put on a pair of ivory chopsticks with silver edges. Neatly arranged.

"Thank you." Wu Ling looked at the delicacies. But the taste is full of bitterness.

She...... I can't eat at all.

"The princess eats it while it's hot. Girls' literature is updated for the first time There are too many things in Fuchu today. There's still a lot of work to be done. There will be no more slaves and maidservants. "Even if you turn around and leave. Shilan didn't forget to look at the bed with the curtain drawn.

She was still curious. Why did the princess's bed pull up the curtain in the daytime.

"Shilan...... "Wu Ling wanted to ask. That last time. Why, exactly.

Why would Shilan not listen to her. I went to pry the door of my master. Do you just want to know what is hidden in her house?

"Hmm. The princess has something to do. Shilan blinked a pair of black jewel-like eyes. There was an innocent look in his eyes.

"It's all right......" Wu Ling sighed. I can't ask.

The slave took her leave. The princess remembered to eat it while it was hot. Shilan leaned over and saluted. Girls' literature was updated as soon as possible and exited the door softly. also intimately helped Wu Ling to bring the door.

"Alas......" Wu Ling sighed softly.

The noisy voices outside didn't seem to be able to reach her ears at this time. Unconsciously. She fell asleep on the table again. But I didn't sleep soundly. Just a shallow break. And always wake up.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep. Until it was completely dark outside. The noise still didn't end.

It was brightly lit outside. In the night, it looks even more red and festive. Even if it's through a thin door. Wu Ling can also see the red color that represents happiness. Fill the night sky like fireflies.

Suddenly. There was a sound of staggering footsteps. I don't know what it was. There was a thud on her door. Girls' literature is updated as soon as possible

Wu Ling frowned. Rise. Open the door. only to find out. A man dressed in a large red coiled dragon lay down through the open door. Fell at her feet. He smiled at her with his face up.

"Shuo." Isn't he supposed to be in Mei Jiaoniang's house at this time? How did you come here?

"Uh......" Shuo slowly got up. Shook his confused head. He was poured too much wine. There was some confusion in front of me.

Drunk again...... That's nice.

Half in the bag. can not be like yourself.

Half in the bag. Only then did I follow my heart. Ran here.

Half in the bag. I knew it wasn't right. But he still told himself awkwardly. It's just that I'm drunk and don't know anything.

Wu Ling silently supported his slightly shaky body. Help him to sit down next to the flower table. Turn around and close the door. Turning around, he picked up the teacup, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to him.

"No, no. I can't drink it anymore. Shuo waved his hand. Smile to indicate that you are full.

"Just tea." Wu Ling handed it to him again.

After Shuo heard that it wasn't wine. I took it slowly. Drink it slowly. Another hiccup. The smile on his face was a little silly.

Wu Ling sighed helplessly. Shuo is indeed not suitable for drinking. As long as you get drunk, you will get drunk. A drunk. Those wise and calm don't know where to fly. All that's left is childish stupidity.

Only Shuo knows. Every time. Every time. It's all drunk, not drunk, and everyone gets drunk.

If it weren't for the bitterness in my heart. How can this spicy thing get into my heart......

"I want to." Shuo smiled again. Hold up the teacup in your hand. Ask Wu Ling for another cup of tea.

Wu Ling took the teacup and poured him another cup. Shuo stretched out his hand and took it. Slow down your stomach.

Looking at Shuo in such a daze. A trace of tenderness rose in Wu Ling's heart. It would be nice if it was always like this.

I saw Shuo raise the teacup again. Motioned for Wu Ling to drink more.

"Let's rest and drink again." I've already drunk two cups of tea. Just now, he waved his hand and said that he couldn't drink it. At this moment, it was as if I had swallowed the sun with thirst.

"Nope." Shuo shook his head. He didn't want to rest yet.

Wu Ling was helpless. I had to pour him another glass. But when it comes to taking it. Shuo seemed to have inadvertently touched the fiery soft wattle. I firmly grasped it and didn't let go.

Tea cup tipped. Splashed a table of fresh water stains. The dizziness spreads.

"Shuo ......" Wu Ling was startled for a moment. Trying to shake off his hand. only to find that he staggered to his feet. The clear mandarin duck eyes narrowed slightly. Look at her wantonly.

Wu Ling was a little uncomfortable with this fiery gaze. I want to flash back. But he was afraid that he would be brought down and he would not be able to stand on his feet.

At this moment, Wu Ling's delicate state was in Shuo's eyes. But it's more enticing than a good wine.

Wu Ling is indeed very much like wine.

She is a dusty sweetness. Although hot and spicy. But there is a kind of silent gentleness and sweetness. Let those who have tasted it involuntarily indulge in it. Again and again I want to get closer. Even a hangover is satisfying.

Wu Ling was forced to retreat again and again. In the end, he was held in front of the wall. Condescending to the dead. Immobile.

"Wu Ling......" Shuo muttered in a low voice. With a hint of hoarse drunkenness.

"Hmm......" Wu Ling's eyes barely knew where to look. Confused and hidden.

"Can Wu Ling ...... Stay overnight with me. ”