Chapter 277

After seeing him for a while, Wuya didn't leave him immediately, but suddenly bent down a little, and his fingers again brushed the peony hairpin behind his head, murmuring.

"May you cherish the people in front of you, and have a happy life - it has nothing to teach, but hope."

The voice did not fall, but not wait for Jiang Luoyu to raise with surprised and confused eyes. The Wuya emotion had stood straight. After saluting the emperor, she turned to support the hand of obsidian official and walked towards the direction of the back hall, and then the body shape was hidden in the dark.

"According to the ancient ceremony of the great gold, you will live in the Queen's Jingren palace tonight. Wait until muronghao comes to the Palace door tomorrow morning. I will give you the reward to worship the heaven and earth before you can return to Murong clan house. You can know?"

Until the Queen's figure could not be seen again, the emperor, like suddenly returning to God, raised jiangluoyu who still knelt on the ground. He looked at the hairpin on his head without trace. The look seemed to be trance and some happy. When Jiang Luoyu was supposed to be, he ordered Wei Hai to take people to Jingren palace, and he immediately went towards the direction of the back hall, Obviously, Jiang Luoyu went after the queen and then sat in the Phoenix car again, and let them walk to Jingren palace with a wobble. He watched the heart raising hall, took the hairpin from behind his head and looked at it quickly.

After the ceremony of the female pair, he was puzzled about the queen in his heart, but deeper.

Uyaduo had such a big thing, and it was only made for revenge. The queen did not have mustard at that time. When she finally said that, even like his elder, the peony jade hairpin was left to him. Looking at the response of his uncle, it must be a special thing with special meaning.

If the queen pretends to be like this, she is better at herself in her mouth, or if she does not show any action to let him relax his vigilance, but that look It's not like a grudge, someone who wants to take revenge on the opportunity to have.

This kind of Wuya feeling, as if not the other Wuya people, has been vigilant of the emperor of Wuya for so many years, and there must be articles among them.

But these things, to wait until tomorrow's wedding day, then to consider.

After a moment of thinking about Jiang Luoyu, he finally put the peony jade hairpin back to his head and looked at the bright Pavilion and pavilion in the distance. Now, he has already chased into the back hall, supported by the Obsidian official, and is ready to walk on the elegant feeling of Phoenix chariot. Suddenly, a quick footsteps sound came out in her ear.

Hearing this voice, he was about to turn back in his heart, but suddenly felt a deep waist, the whole person was in front of him, and the Pearl and jade on his head were beating each other. The eunuchs and the female officials around Fenglian saw such a situation. They dared not stop the emperor. They could only send the emperor holding the queen back to the rear The hall.

Wuya is weak. Japan is supporting her. She has been sweating long ago. At this time, he is not struggling with the past. Instead, she is obedient to the emperor's shoulder, and lets him carry himself to a bedroom in the back hall. He puts himself on the couch and unlocks his heavy golden crown.

The clothes were removed from the body layer by layer, and the cool air in the dark palace came. The people on the couch shrunk, and hid towards the warm place beside the body, and then they were held tightly by the man, and the warm air was immersed from the ear: "why give the jade hairpin to Xihua?"

The beauty of the tongue is hooked, and the face is not clear in the dark.

"Is he not your favorite nephew?"

The man by his side sighed low and his fingers touched his cold, soft cheek.

"I thought you had thrown the hairpin away."

In the complete darkness, uya Qing clenched her fingers and completely covered the sadness in his eyes. He refused to show a slight vulnerability to the former: "how dare you throw away the things your Majesty gave me?"

Before the words were over, the sound of clothes and clothes rubbing suddenly sounded in the dark. The east bead on the bed account fell from the golden ring, and dropped on the bed, but failed to cover the palace gradually, and the more and more rapid breathing was heard, and the lotus flowers kept by the wind passed the window, and the fragrance was almost invisible.

"Your Majesty."

I don't know how long, the sound in the palace finally stops, the candle burst up, uya sentiment fell on the couch, raised his hand to grab his thin quilt, looked at the emperor who lit the fire fold under the bed, suddenly forced to tick the lip corner, and lowered the voice to call.

Hearing his voice, Nanjin Xu turned back, and his eyes were brighter than the lights.

Wuya love saw his bright eyes, for a time, it seemed that she was stabbed by something hard. His face suddenly paled down, but the smile at the corner of the lip was getting deeper and deeper. The bottom of her eyes was shining with tiny light, like a very sad and nostalgic: "that hairpin, originally for the minister's children But unfortunately, he was so poor that he left without even seeing it. "

After that, he closed his eyes and did not go to see Nanjin Xu with guilt and regret. His face faded like a tide: "his majesty regards the child as his own son, seals him the emperor and gives him the person in his heart. The minister naturally gives the jade hairpin to him by borrowing flowers and giving him the Buddha."As the sound of footsteps approached, Wu Yaqing felt his breath, but for the first time he didn't dodge. He let the man hold himself tightly, lifted his skinny wrist, and held the man back. It seemed that it was the last time that he smelled the fragrance of Yutan on the man, hiding the water light under his eyes and calling in a low voice Ah Jin. "

He is too tired.

After so many years of repeated torture, love and hate and desire to resist the death of entanglement, he has been about to bear.

It's better to make an end here.

"I knew it was something I would never get."

After a long time, he took a long sigh of relief, gently propped up his body, raised his fingers, and described the beautiful face of the man under the candlelight. It seemed that through this face, he saw the lover who had planted peonies for him many years ago, regardless of the emperor's respect.

"But when you see someone else get it, you'll be happy."

Listening to his words, Nan Jinxu felt a sense of unpredictability in his heart. Subconsciously, he grasped the man's hand, but only felt cold: "Qing'er..."

"The fault of your majesty and his ministers is that they should not be surnamed Wuya and your majesty should not be surnamed Nan."

The candle was dim, and Wu Ya's eyes were as bright as ice. He looked at him firmly. After saying this, he suddenly stood up and turned around and knelt down in front of him. His heart was like a stone.

"Your Majesty."

The Emperor didn't expect that he would kneel down in front of him. He was frightened and raised his hand to pull the people on the ground: "what are you doing? Get up quickly!"

"Your Majesty." Wu Yaqing looked at his figure close at hand, and lowered his head with a smile on his face, but his words were as cold as ice. "I have been in the Lord's palace for many years, and I should be abandoned. Your majesty has obstructed his face and said nothing about his virtue, but his shame is beyond words. From tomorrow, please close the central palace, and never step forward until death. Please grant your grace!"

When the emperor heard the speech, he stood in the air for a moment, and his face showed a look of disbelief.

"You say What? "

Just as he murmured to himself, a thunder burst out outside the hall, pouring into the hall from the corner with damp breath. After a while, the whole golden emperor was covered with a thin curtain of rain, which seemed to be immersed in the fog. It was not clear that he could see clearly until it was clear that it was aroused by the female officials in the palace. Only Jiang Luoyu, who was wearing a Chinese tunic, opened the window, Eyes toward the outside of the fog hazy situation to see, eyes slightly narrowed up.

The first rain just arrived in early summer, but caught up with his wedding day with muronghao.

Is this a good omen or a bad omen?

Dajin's ghosts and monsters have really seen a lot in his previous life, and he doesn't know what new tricks he will play in this life. He really will wait and see.