Perhaps the "fear of being close to home" when seeing old friends was at play. After more than three months of separation, Xu Lianlang was at a loss.
Lu Jieming's eyebrows were sparse, his temples were flying, and his high nose cast a shadow in the shallow sunlight of late winter, making him appear inaccessible.
Xu Lianlang had always known that he was born with a cold face, but he never thought that such a cold face would conflict with him now.
There is obviously no big change in his appearance, but the curve that he always had towards me is gone...
He still calls her "sister" and treats me the same in terms of food, clothing, and food, but things have definitely changed.
Xu Lianlang was unsure and stood by the bed with bare feet. She was sleepy. Although her coat was still on her body, the collar was wide open, revealing a large area of skin. Her delicate collarbones were clearly visible. As she breathed, she became more and more The seductive softness rises and falls.
Lu Jieming only glanced at it. He turned his head and looked at the red plums in the jasper bottles on the table. A few red plums withered and curled up and fell on the page of the book. It's the word "lang".
His handwriting was very good and he learned from famous teachers. Not only that, the emperor would often hold him on his lap and teach him stroke by stroke with his fingertips.
There are muscles and bones in the characters between the strokes, and the writing style is very neat. The characters are like the person, thin and powerful, but the graceful posture of the dragon and phoenix is quite restrained.
But the word "lang" is uniquely different. Each stroke seems to pause for a long time, and the ink is spread out. It seems that every step has been done with all the effort, and the emotions are clearly displayed on it.
He stood up suddenly, walked to the desk, and raised his hand to close the page.
This was written before he left. After a long separation, no one noticed this word. It was just like his heart. No one could care less.
When he first wrote it down, he felt like he wanted to burst out, and now when he wrote it down, he wanted to light a fire out of thin air and burn it, but he couldn't bear to throw it away and wanted to cover it with thick soil and turn it into a coffin.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tall ponytail swept across his back. He squatted down with his tall body, picked up Xu Lianlang's shoes and socks, and placed them at Xu Lianlang's feet, "Sister, put on your clothes and shoes and go back. ”
The way he didn't want to say anything left Xu Lianlang with nowhere to say the words of concern she had been holding back for a long time. She could only respond, hurriedly packed her clothes, and quickly left the main hall.
After leaving the main hall, I saw a group of palace attendants waiting in the courtyard. The weather was cold, and their eager eyes fell on a girl.
The girl is very handsome, with a delicate appearance and a pair of peach blossom eyes. The silkworm under her eyes is like a small crescent moon, and her smile is like the tinkling water of a cold spring.
Wearing a dark red coat, a snow-white fur collar surrounds her white and slender neck, the Xiangzhu Luo brocade dress exudes a faint soft light, and her pampered and noble skin has turned red in the breeze.
If we talk about the differences between people, Xu Lianlang thinks this is it.
There were three maids chattering behind her. She stood on tiptoes, revealing not a single speck of dust on her embroidered shoes. It could be said that they were exquisite from head to toe.
Those charming and playful peach blossom eyes stared straight at the curtain that Si'er had raised. Unfortunately, the person she wanted to see was not behind the curtain.
Si'er walked over with a smile and saluted, "Princess, Your Highness came back overnight and has rested now."
A bright smile appeared on her face, and a fresh and clear breath came to her face, with arrogance. "You go and report it and see if he will let me in."
Her overly confident look burned Xu Lianlang's eyes. The cold wind in late winter was always dry. She blinked her eyes hard, but she felt uncomfortable in her heart.
Si'er seemed to be looking at Xu Lianlang from a distance, with unclear meaning in his eyes.
Someone whispered to each other, whispering the identity of this girl.
Princess Shuhe of the Queen Mother's family, Wei Shuning, is the only daughter of Prince Rong and the apple of his eye.
In terms of favor, her status is higher than that of some princesses born from concubines.
Xu Lianlang didn't know what kind of relationship she had with Lu Jieming, but it was probably unusual.
Si'er went in to announce, and when he came out after a while, he raised the curtain high and said, "Princess, Your Highness, please come in and taste the nectar from the poplar branches that the Queen Mother just rewarded."
A delicate red cloud quickly appeared on Wei Shuning's face. She took the hand of the maid beside her to check her makeup and hair. She couldn't help but be excited. Before entering, she made her own decision and asked the four servants and the other servants to leave. , seeing that Si'er was not moving, he said again: "Whether he is thirsty or hungry, I don't care whether he is thirsty or hungry!"
Si'er bit the bullet and explained, "You are the princess, how can you take care of me?"
"Why not?" She pulled the ribbon of her little coat with her slender fingers, and walked indoors, taking off her windproof robe, "I am happy with it."
Si'er was still following closely, following every step. Wei Shuning looked at him and just smiled, tapping his shoulder with her fingertips. "If you don't believe me, just watch and see if he will let you out."
She was like a proud little nightingale, perched on a branch, raising her neck and singing loudly. No matter what extraordinary thing she did, she was surrounded by a large group of people applauding her.
This was a girl who was pampered and loved by a wealthy family. Xu Lianlang was familiar with her demeanor. Even a few years ago, this kind of arrogance could be seen on her face. Although she was not as good as the princess, her parents gave her The love is only a lot more.
She subconsciously touched her face, and her appearance changed drastically. The corners of her mouth drooped, and her eyebrows were full of respect.
This was developed after she left home and came to Lu Jieming. She had to plan for the food in the Rehe Palace, but it was no better when she came to the palace. She didn’t have to bother her with food and clothing, and she had to worry about it in other places. grind.
She squeezed her palms and watched as Si'er opened the curtain again. He lowered his head and led everyone serving in the hall out. It was obvious that Lu Jieming had spoken in person. A young girl who has just begun to fall in love, alone in a room, is always so charming and arouses suspicion.
The warmth on Xu Lianlang's fingertips quickly dissipated, and she tried to calm herself down. Just when she was about to turn around and go back to her small room, Si'er was already standing beside her.
"Girl, your Highness is not old this year, but she is not young either. The Queen Mother intends to bring together Princess Shu He and Your Highness." The wind suddenly increased and became biting.
The corner of Xu Lianlang's mouth curved into a particularly beautiful curve, but this curve was filled with tenacity, "Prince Rong, the father of Princess Shu He, has real power, an elite army, and his fiefdom is in the prosperous south of the Yangtze River, and he only has this daughter at his knees. , is a good family.”
Si'er didn't expect her to tell her directly about the secrets of marriage. There is always weight in the way of marriage. Strength is stronger. Xu Lianlang has been in the boudoir for a long time, but he doesn't completely understand the affairs of the previous dynasty.
She is already smart, so it makes sense for her to think about this.
She raised her feet and walked towards the penthouse, followed closely by Si'er, "It's just..."
"It's just", Xu Lianlang took over his words, "I thought His Highness was still young, but after careful calculation, he is indeed of an age to get engaged. It just seemed that Your Highness also has a good impression of the princess."
She picked up Xiaoluzi who rushed towards him, scratched the dog's chin, and licked the dry corners of his mouth.
"That's not what I meant," Si'er tried his best to express, but suddenly he glanced into Xu Lianlang's hazy almond eyes.
He thought that Miss Xu didn't understand. Maybe she understood too well and didn't want to believe it.
He became speechless, "Your Highness...you are unusual for girls."
"I know, it's unusual." She shook her head. "Before he left, I said that kind of relationship was just dependence, family affection. You see, I was right. It was only more than three months ago. He looked outside. Looking at the scenery, I also realized that everything in front of me was the round wellhead. He was not a frog at the bottom of the well. Maybe he finally recognized his feelings for me. "
Si'er was completely speechless. He suddenly fell silent. Xu Lianlang smiled instead, "You have noticed, too. When he came back this time, he treated me differently."
There was a crowd of people outside again. The father-in-law announced that the Queen Mother was here in person.
Xu Lianlang walked to the window and saw Lu Jieming and Princess Shu He saluting side by side. They were a talented man, a beautiful woman, and a golden boy. After reading so many story books, she suddenly felt that the words had substance, and they were indeed a match.
Whether it's appearance, identity or...age.
Xu Lianlang felt that her heart was being lifted up by herself, and her heart was sinking. She wanted to sink to the depths of the mirror, flowers, water, and moon. She refused. She pulled her heart to make it float. She told herself that this was good and suitable. Lu Jieming's future wife should be like this.
She said this often, and she began to believe it. Just like the smile on her lips now, as long as the arc is pulled out, everyone will think she is smiling.
"The Queen Mother is here, you have to go and wait on her." She narrowed her eyes slightly to hide the sourness that was spreading freely in her eyes.
Big red lanterns are hung high, with one lantern for every five steps. The whole palace is brightly lit, just like daytime. The moonlight is really good tonight, and little buds are hanging on the night sky.
The little spiritual beasts on the cornices are all decorated with red silk strips. The dim stars are sparse and scattered, and the snow lies on the withered grass, which is low and dense.
Dou Xihui's face looked really beautiful under such a scene. A plum blossom petal was swirling and falling into Xu Lianlang's hair. She looked at him blankly, not knowing.
Dou Xihui suddenly smiled, his eyes were cool, and while the corners of his mouth were curved, his dimples seemed to be filled with honey.
He was looking at her and she was looking at him.
Some people sink into it, while others find it difficult to integrate.
Xu Lianlang looked away. No matter how sweet the honey was, she was not in the mood to taste it carefully. Out of politeness, she also smiled and said, "Thank you. The scenery of the Meiyuan Lake is indeed very good."
The appointment was not made on New Year's Eve, but Mr. Dou still refused to give up. He made another appointment tonight and really made the beautiful lady come out.
He couldn't bring himself to smile. He was alone every night tonight and every year. Having her by his side this year was a kind of completion.
Even if he could see that this was not her intention, he would still be happy.
He raised his hand to help her get the petal of the flower. They stood with their backs to the light, and Dou Xihui had to bend down to look for it. Xu Lianlang suddenly raised his head, and the distance between the two of them was only a few inches away.
Xu Lianlang could even feel the warm breath on his nose, and his face turned red.
Dou Xi turned his hand that was originally going to twist the petals and clasped the back of her head.
Such a posture was extremely ambiguous, and Xu Lianlang felt it was inappropriate. Just as he was about to distance himself, he heard the man softly say in a wet and warm tone: "Lian Lang, you should know, I..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of branches being crushed, a loud sound.
(End of chapter)
The author said: Everyone is not reborn in a regular way
The heroine was indeed not sixteen when she died, but she did look sixteen when she woke up, and her physical age was also sixteen