It was late at night, and Wei Zhuang was getting ready to go to bed when Han Jun's voice came from outside the door.

"Your Majesty, there's a letter from the imperial capital."

Wei Zhuang was stunned, he had just written a letter to Zhuge Mu in the afternoon, asking him to quickly send some people over, and it had only been a few hours since it was sent, why did the letter come?

Wei Zhuang hurriedly let Han Jun in, and asked again, "Was it written by Zhuge Youxiang?" ”

"Back to the emperor, this is the queen's letter."

Wei Zhuang suddenly felt a little dazed when he heard this.

Empress...... It's Feng Shuwan's letter.

After the two separated from Jing'an Mansion, they have not been in contact since the constraints of time and place, and this is the first time that the two have exchanged letters.

Wei Zhuang took the wooden box with some expectation, and when he opened it, he found that there were two letters.

In the first letter, Feng Shuwan first talked about the recent situation in the court and the palace, the court under the leadership of Zhuge Mu and Xu Shiyou, there were no problems, and the hundred officials also knew about Wei Zhuang's private visit, although they were shocked, they had nothing to say, after all, people had been away for so long.

The inner court is managed by Feng Shuwan, and there are no accidents. To sum it up, everything is stable.

Later, I talked about Chen Huan, the little girl left Jing'an Mansion and entered the palace for nearly a month, she was Feng Shuwan's personal maid like Xiaoyu, according to Xiaoyu, Chen Huan often has nightmares at night, probably because Uncle Chen's incident left her too much shadow.

Fortunately, with Xiaoyu and Feng Shuwan by her side these days, the nightmare situation has improved a little, her mood has stabilized, and her personality has gradually become more cheerful.

At the end of the letter, Feng Shuwan talked about her recent situation, she said that she has been reading books recently, and she will write something every day, whether it is poetry or articles, it can be regarded as a way to relieve boredom and relax.

After reading this letter, Wei Zhuang, who had been bored for a day, finally showed a smile on his face.

A lot has happened during the time of separation from Feng Shuwan.

There is one more person in Aiwan Palace, it will be more lively, with Xiaoyu's cheerful personality, she will definitely pull Chen Huan to chat every day, two little girls, one is eccentric, the other is quiet and cute, and she must become very good friends.

Feng Shuwan has always had the habit of reading books, her handwriting is very good, in a certain life, Wei Zhuang also specifically mentioned that she should write articles, but at that time Feng Shuwan was still rejecting him, so she didn't listen. Unexpectedly, Wei Zhuang's proposal became a reality in this life.

With a warm smile, Wei Zhuang continued to open the second letter.

The content came into view, and it turned out to be a poem:

Outside the west gate, the moon is falling.

Report the king's lovesickness, and meet each other happily.

Wei Zhuang held the letter in his hand and muttered the last sentence in his mouth: "Report the love of the king, when will we meet." ”

This poem is very well written, and Feng Shuwan has a great talent for writing...... In the future, she will definitely be able to write more deafening articles.

Looking at the handwriting again, he found that the stroke order of the word "acacia" was not very coherent, and the ink was not very even.

Wei Zhuang suddenly smiled, with Feng Shuwan's reserved and introverted personality, he must have thought for a long time before using these two words, and finally wrote it down with a red cheek.

That's nice...... This feeling.

Some people like it, some people miss it.

Feng Shuwan, she is like this, a girl who likes a plain life, no matter what life she is, even if she rejects Wei Zhuang, she can always remind him that there is such a pure land around him when Wei Zhuang is nervous, then he loves Wan Palace. There was no endless struggle there, only the most ordinary meals, the most insipid words, but all this, Wei Zhuang was very satisfied.

Suddenly, Wei Zhuang remembered Feng Shuwan standing in front of him, and said with a trembling voice: "It's okay, I can die with you." ".

That time, she gave Wei Zhuang a great shock - a woman who loves life so much, but she can resolutely say such a sentence when she is alive and dead.

It takes a lot of courage.

"Huh......" Wei Zhuang exhaled abruptly, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

Feng Shuwan's feelings are long-lasting, from the first life to the current hundredth life, she either rejects, or accepts, or gets angry, or joy...... No matter what kind of emotions she had, she was always by Wei Zhuang's side.

Zhou Ziqing's feelings are happy and revengeful, although the two have only known each other for less than two months, but from the fighting and killing that began in Jing'an Mansion to the mutual calmness and ambiguity in Tianzhou Mansion, their experience was too twists and turns, so the traces left in Wei Zhuang's heart were also very profound.

The two have completely different personalities, but they both became the pillars of Wei Zhuang's heart when he was in the most difficult time, and they were both very good, so good that having only one of them was enough to envy everyone in the world.

Now that he has met them, he has expressed his sincerity to both of them with the idea of being rotten in this life.

However, he forgets that whether it is rotten, lying flat, or doing whatever he wants regardless of the consequences, these are all his thoughts, and other people or things in this world will not be submissive because of this.

The harm he has caused to others will not disappear with his indifference.

When he confessed to Zhou Ziqing, he didn't think about what kind of harm this approach would bring to Feng Shuwan, he knew that Feng Shuwan cared about these things very much, but he still did it recklessly.

When he hugged Zhou Ziqing, stared into her eyes and said that he wanted to marry her, he didn't think about what kind of life the two would have in the future.

After returning to the palace, what title do you want to give her, how do you explain to Feng Shuwan, and how do you deal with the discussions of the courtiers......

He didn't even think about these questions.

He just wanted to confess, so he impulsively did it, and even said the sentence "I am serious about wanting to marry you"

Is it really serious?

Wei Zhuang suddenly felt disgusted.

He is irresponsible, whimsical, and cannot give two people the security they deserve......

No wonder Zhou Ziqing will leave.

He gave the most solemn promises with the most frivolous attitude, but threw all the troubles to the two women, and he himself enjoyed the negative atmosphere created by the sloppiness.

It was so bad, so bad that he thought all his irritability and anger today deserved it, and it should have been even more intense.

Zhou Ziqing's departure was a wake-up call for Wei Zhuang.

Don't commit until you're ready to manage a relationship.

He needed some time to sort out his feelings.

Retracting his scattered thoughts, Wei Zhuang was completely relieved, and he slapped his cheek to regain his spirits.

He still has a lot to do!

But before that, he had to write a letter back to Feng Shuwan.

After thinking about it, Wei Zhuang also wanted to write a poem.

Under the candlelight, Wei Zhuang wrote the title of the poem with a brisk smile: Pu Jia

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

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