Later, in the pink flowers in Lianjia garden, she suddenly said she liked him. When he was caught off guard, she had kissed his cheek, and then hurried away with tears. That tear fell on his cheek, hot and slowly falling down.
No girl has ever cried for him. She is the first and only one.
That night, he lost sleep and felt a tear on his cheek.
Once, he felt that the woman he liked must be like his sister, but it took a long time to find that this different girl had entered her heart.
He didn't know that she had invaded his soul until he went to Shanhaiguan for the second time and drew the word "Zheng" one by one on the rice paper.
He had a feeling of holding her hand and running to the future.
……
"Your Majesty." At this time, someone first found the figure of Feng Jue and called out in surprise.
After hearing this, Ling Yue turned back with the others. He saw that he had taken off his Dragon Robe and was wearing a white funeral dress. Standing there, Yushu was facing the wind, handsome and straight, showing the posture of an emperor.
When several girls from the royal family saw him, their faces turned red and their eyes were full of admiration. When Feng Jue was a great general and the king of the army, it had attracted the ideas of many young ladies of your family. Many people were waiting for him to get married and begged their parents to ask for marriage in front of the emperor. What's more, he is now a 95 year old. Being liked by him means prosperity and prosperity
Da, even if it's not the queen, it's good to be a high-ranking imperial concubine. No matter how bad it is, there are other imperial concubines and emperors in three palaces and six courtyards. They always need many women.
"See the emperor." The girls knelt down, Jiao didi tunnel.
Ling Yue also knelt down with her, but Feng Jue's eyes always stayed on her alone, and her eyes didn't blink, but there was no friendly smile on her face, and there was even a chill in the bottom of her eyes.
"Flat." He said in a faint voice.
Leng Yue stood up and looked at him strangely. What's the matter with him?
"Does the emperor have the pleasure to enjoy the flowers?" One of the ladies of your family asked softly, showing deep admiration at the bottom of her eyes. This is Feng pingting, Princess Feng's niece.
"Yes, I'll enjoy the flowers." He replied, but his eyes still looked at Lingyue, with a trace of anger in the bottom of his eyes.
Feng pingting, who was answered by the emperor, jumped with joy and said, "it's really time for the emperor to come. We are singing poetry against each other. Does the emperor have the pleasure to come together?"
"No." However, Feng Jue replied that there was no emotion in his voice.
Feng pingting was stunned and raised her head in surprise. The emperor has never been too harsh to the people below. What's the matter? Let her lose face in public?
Feng Jue came to Princess Guchun, held her hand in public and said, "Guchun, come with me. I have something to say to you."
what?
The people were stunned. Why did the emperor pull Princess Guchun's hand openly? Didn't it say that the Emperor didn't have a woman? Why did he look different to Princess Guchun?
Feng pingting, in particular, can't help holding her handkerchief and looking at Ling Yue's eyes with a little irony.
"Your Majesty." Seeing him like this, Lingyue subconsciously wanted to take his hand back, but he pulled it tightly and refused to loosen it.
"Then, you all stand down." Feng Jue ordered.
"Yes, your majesty." The crowd listened to the order and slowly retreated.
Several people looked at the hands they held together. Their hearts were full of doubt and jealousy, especially Feng Jue, who dreamed of staying in the back palace. Feng pingting, who was also in the memorial on the minister's ground today, looked back when she came to the gate of the imperial garden.
"Pingting, what are you looking at when you're gone?" Cried Jiang Xinyi.
"Here we are." Feng pingting turned around and a cold look flashed in her eyes.
……
"Emperor, what's the matter with you? So many people. " Ling Yue said, and her hand was tightly held by Feng Jue.
"I am the emperor. If I don't have the courage and power to hold your hand in public, isn't the emperor too cowardly?" Feng Jue said.
Is he angry?
The moon was surprised, "what's the matter with you?"
"However, I feel like a loser today." Feng Jue said.
"What's the matter?" Lingyue really doesn't understand what he means.
"We have worshipped heaven and earth and are real husband and wife, but I know today that you are going to marry Wei lang." Feng Jue's eyes fell on her face and said.
The month was surprised. Did he know?
Seeing her performance, Feng Jue knew that the Minister of rites didn't talk nonsense. What Wei Lang said was also true. Ling Yue was really ready to marry Wei Lang.
"Why? Why do people in the etiquette department have begun to prepare for your wedding? I just know, 11, don't you trust me? What can't you tell me? It makes me a fool! " Feng Jue didn't understand and asked in a rough voice.
"...." make Yue lower her head. What should I say? To save him? In this way, he will feel guilty and feel sorry for her.
"So, in your mind, my Feng Jue is so untrustworthy, isn't it? In your mind, you don't trust me, do you? " When Feng Jue saw that she didn't speak, she remembered that the minister said that the Ministry of rites was preparing to make her wedding clothes, and a trace of anger rose in her heart.
God knows, he secretly discussed with his sister recently to give her a grand wedding. How hard he provoked, but he told him that she was going to marry someone else!
Anyway, she kept it from him and didn't tell him, which made him feel sad!
"No, I'm going to..." Ling Yue wanted to explain.
"Forget it, stop it!" Feng Jue interrupted her, and her tone became cold. She said, "I won't let you marry away. I'll settle this matter. Go back and stay in Shouning hall to have a rest. It's windy. Don't walk around casually."
With that, he turned and left the imperial garden quickly.
"Lian Jue!" Ling Yue caught up and wanted to explain that he didn't trust her, but
"Don't keep up. I have too many things to deal with." Feng Jue said without looking back. She doesn't know. It's too bad not to be trusted by her. She doesn't understand. For better or worse, as long as she says, he will protect her from the wind and rain. However, she won't believe him. Even if it wasn't for what happened after the ceremony, would he wait for her to get married
You know?
"Lian Jue..." Ling Yue looked at his far away back and felt as if she had been cut by a knife. It hurt. However, Feng Jue has gone out of the imperial garden and disappeared after a while. He walked quickly and his face is not good-looking. He must solve the matter with Wei Lang immediately.