Cover The Sky With One Hand, Beat The Ground With The Other Chapter 29: (complete)

I don't know if anyone else has ever had this experience.

It was obviously a long time ago, and I knew the ending after I experienced it, but I occasionally recall a certain person, a certain moment, as if the childish self never changed.

At the age of thirteen, I looked up at the boy who fell from the sky, and for the first time in my life, I tasted the rush.

At the time I didn't know it was heartbeat.

Of course, if it's a fat head and big ears, I'm first sure it won't be a romance story.

It can be seen that all love at first sight in the world is based on a good appearance, not to mention the beauty of the sky, and the process of saving the beauty of the hero will naturally have the stalking and worrying in the future .

Because I've experienced firsthand the importance of first impressions, I can't take off my veil until my bee-stinging bun face subsides.

I personally fantasize about a season when peach blossoms are in full bloom, and when the breeze blows, I inadvertently let him see my floating veil and said, "I didn't expect you to be so beautiful?" But I bowed my head shyly and smiled indifferently: "Appearance is nothing but skin, mind is what matters." Big brother fell for me, hugged me and said: "May I have one heart, and the white head will not be separated." I am satisfied Lying down in his arms: "The mountain has no edge, the world and the earth are in harmony with the king."

It turns out I was thinking too much. Any normal man wouldn't have any affection for a thirteen-year-old baby face with poor breasts.

But there are so many things in the world that cannot be measured by common sense.

Just before my face was swollen and about to put my fantasy into action, I asked with interest: "You and I have known each other for so long, aren't you curious about what I looked like?"

At that time, the elder brother was reading the book, holding the scroll in one hand and supporting his head with the other. Hearing the words, he didn't even raise his head and said, "What's so strange, I've seen it before."

I nearly fell off my chair: "Have you seen it? You have seen it! When have you seen it?"

The big brother curled his lips in a leisurely manner: "I took you back to my house on the first day, and I opened it before you fell asleep, and your face was numb, sigh, I didn't want to hurt your self-esteem, so I didn't say it, and you Why bother making fun of yourself?"

Me: "..."

He: "What is your expression?"

Me: "How can you spy on me? You...you bastard...hooligan...shameless..."

He: "..."

I was furious: "How can you tell me to go out to meet people in the future! Say it! Say it!"

He: "Hey, why did you say that I didn't lift your veil but your clothes..."

I stomped my feet unsatisfactorily: "Girls' family...you can't show it to other men before you get married!"

He: "...What's the situation with the girl who shows her face all over the street?"

Me: "...they are them, anyway I, anyway..."

"Then I will marry you."

There was a sudden silence in the house.

My mind didn't turn back: "Huh?"

Big brother put down the scroll, "Then you marry me."

The word "marry" echoed endlessly in my ears, I opened my mouth embarrassingly, suspecting that I was hallucinating: "Huh?"

Seeing me like this, eldest brother coughed unnaturally: "Anyway, you have no future as a palace maid in the palace anyway, and the crown prince doesn't look down on you. After being a palace maid, you will be too old. No one wants to, at most, marry a pig butcher, do you want to marry a pig butcher? If you don’t want to, then marry me.”

"..." Big brother, what happened when you suddenly compared yourself to the one who kills pigs...

Seeing that I didn't answer for a long time, his eyes floated to the beam: "If you don't want to, forget it."

"Who said I don't want to!" Although I didn't know the cause and effect, although my heart was already beating so fast that I couldn't control it, I couldn't care about anything else at this moment. I hurriedly raised my hand, "I am willing, willing, willing!"

"If you want, you will, and keep repeating whether it's annoying or not." The big brother re-twisted the brush, waved the stick pretending to be calm, and then... didn't write anything. Yes, he forgot to touch the ink, and I was too busy. He stepped forward to grind it for him, and when he got closer, he saw a rouge-like blush on his cheeks, which was outrageous. He dipped the ink again as if nothing had happened, and I gathered up the courage to ask, "Why do you want to marry me?"

He does not answer, but writes silently.

I continued to ask, "Because I'm so knowledgeable?"

His hands trembled and he gave me a sideways glance.

I shrugged my head: "Or... cute and lovely?"

He continues to ignore me.

I don't give up: "Could it be that you still have something to hide? Ah, do you have a pedophile?"

The big brother put the brush on the table with a slap and stared, but still blushed: "Because I like it, I like it! Are you stupid or stupid, and I don't like you, why did I keep you for so long? I Is he the kind of person who would marry someone who doesn't like women?"

Me: "..."

I imagined the right outcome, but didn't anticipate the process.

Although there are no petals falling, no breeze rising, no beautiful and graceful pictures, no touching words.

But why is it more, more, happier than imagined.

Happiness comes suddenly, but happiness is short-lived.

Seeing that the day of returning to the palace is getting closer and closer, and the separation is close at hand. But I am not sad, I know that he will be able to get the title, and he will keep his promise to marry me.

The day before returning to the palace, I asked him to meet under the maple tree we first met. I told him I had something to say to him, and he said he did the same.

I can't guess what he is going to say to me, but I want to confess everything to him, confessing that I have been hiding everything, confessing that I am not a palace maid, but the current Princess Xiangyi.

On that day, I put on the clothes of an ordinary folk girl, lifted my forehead hair refreshingly, wore a double bun, and waited for him under the maple tree early.

I tried to say a lot of words to myself, such as "I didn't mean to deceive you" "I was afraid that you would send me back to the palace when you heard my identity" "I really like you" "Actually I'm not ugly, I'm pretty" these.

But I waited for a long time and he didn't come.

At first I was a little annoyed, blaming him for being late, thinking that when he came, I would scold him so badly that he begged for mercy.

But...until the sun goes down, I still can't wait for him.

The royal father suddenly visited the villa to see me. The prince's brother was busy picking honey to find me. Although I was worried about whether the big brother would delay anything, I couldn't wait until the father found Ni Tuan. The only thing I can do is let Caimi guard me and go back to Yulong Villa by myself.

Who knows, along with the nectar, it has also disappeared.

Later...

But there is no later.

The big brother seems to have evaporated from the world. Whether I begged the prince to help me search all over the mountains and fields, or asked the little master to help me search the Guozijian and the people who took the scientific examination this year, there was no news.

In the beginning, I really cried every day and every night, I was so sad that I was in tears, and I forgot how many times I slipped out of the palace and ran back to the dusty cabin, but I waited every day like that, I lost a lot, my expectations were gone, and my mood naturally faded.

After many years, I was able to laugh and tell the story of my big brother with Han Fei, the prospective concubine at the time, and concluded with the sentence "Every woman has a beautiful memory in her heart". At that time, I thought I really Let go of this past.

Until Han Fei ran away from the marriage, everyone looked nervously at the face of his father and mother and did not dare to lie. When the wedding banquet was filled with panic, I bowed my head in discouragement and was about to turn back to the bedroom, but when I looked back In the middle of the crowd, I saw a back.

The back that is as comfortable as the breeze, the back that refuses to look back again and again in the midnight dream.

I didn't dare to take my eyes off for half a minute. It was just a moment, but it was like five years of spring and autumn that had slipped by, until he turned around.

I was terrified to realize that that person, that person with the face of the mountain, the legendary story of the hero saving the beauty, the big brother who can blush and pretend to be calm, has never left my heart for a moment.

I looked in his direction and cried and laughed. If it weren't for Fengpi Xiaguan, I would have rushed forward desperately and asked him if he still remembered me, why he left without saying goodbye, why he failed to keep his promise, Ask him where he has been all these years.

It was only later that I learned that he was the legendary Song Langsheng.

Because of repeatedly solving strange cases, he was promoted from a small Jinzhou magistrate to a prefect, and even more beautifully uncovered the truth in the case of the murder of a prince in Jinzhou in the south of the border, avoiding an imminent battle. His father was very appreciative of him, and he felt that nowadays the officialdom is mostly a man of prudence and self-protection, so that both wisdom and courage should be shouldered a heavy responsibility, so he made an exception to promote him three ranks and promoted Dali Cheng.

I can't put into words how excited I am.

So I jumped up and down and asked my father to spare Han Fei.

I was puzzled at the beginning, why my husband escaped from marriage and I was not only not sad but also so refreshed.

Until I pestered my father and asked how Song Langsheng had turned the tide at that time, he had an epiphany.

Royal father thinks that I am decisively attracted to Song Langsheng's Huarongyue appearance.

Although I'd love to explain it, on closer inspection, it seems to be the case.

Probably out of guilt for me. After all, Han Fei's son-in-law who escaped marriage was also chosen by his father and his elders. After a few days, he passed on Song Langsheng.

At that time, my father was helping him review the memorials in the imperial study. Unexpectedly, someone outside suddenly reported that Lord Song was waiting outside the door. In the house, thousands of trees and pears blossomed in an instant.

Sure enough, the royal father asked him whether he would like to be the concubine in a very succinct and unpredictable manner.

I was startled, but when I saw Song Langsheng glanced at me in a daze, and then at the father, he was stunned, and he didn't know how to respond.

Then... Song Langsheng knelt down calmly and refused when my heart was pounding.

He said that he already had a dead wife, and after his wife died, he vowed not to marry for the rest of his life, and he was the only one in his heart in this life.

I still remember how I felt when I heard him say it. My whole body felt like I was stabbed with tiny needles. It wasn't a pain in the heart, and it wasn't spinning, but I found my fingertips shaking inexplicably.

But I still remember that Song Langsheng's actions were considered disrespectful, and I remember the father's eagerness to protect his daughter and his anger when he saw someone escaping from marriage. He smiled and pushed his father, laughing at how he thought Master Song invited him to be his concubine, but he had absolutely no intention of doing so. Master Song's love for his wife is truly admirable and should be praised.

After I finished speaking, I stepped on the steps and went up to the attic, pretending that nothing had happened.

I pushed open the window and exhaled a sigh of white breath. Only then did I realize that snowflakes were slowly falling from the blue sky. I closed my jacket and rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand, but after a while, I saw Song Langsheng slowly leaving. I feel that all kinds of acacias in the past are like snow, floating down, landing, melting, and disappearing without a trace.

I then realized that there is a more tragic ending in this world than two people who love each other not being together - one is still in love and still misses, while the other's heart has come a long way A place that has forgotten all about the past.

It would be worth it if we forget each other in the rivers and lakes from now on.

However, we always have to meet each other because of official business, behave like a monarch and minister, and speak in a temple tone. How can we get along in harmony with a princess like me who always sings black faces for the prince's younger brother.

If those incidents are righteous and straight, he is understandable, but sacrificing a little for the sake of the overall situation is already a tacit understanding of the rulers. If it is someone else, there is always a way to suppress him or use favor and power, but he can make peace. It's Song Langsheng, what should I do with him?

When the conflict continued to intensify, he had reached the point where he would turn around and leave when he saw me from a distance. It is also a thorn in the eyes.

Who would have thought that the arrogant princess could be regarded as a thorn in her side, precisely because she was the only one in her heart?

Who would have thought that, despite using power to suppress him on the surface, he would be admired by his courage to defy power, and convinced by his demeanor in seeking justice and judgment like a god?

It is true that I am deeply saddened by this double split, both emotionally and spiritually.

Until my mentor Fang Liang's case moved the capital, it was first impeached by my consort, Han Fei, who had not been successful in the past, and then personally tried by Song Langsheng, who was about to enter the house soon.

I can almost imagine what a tough fight it was.

Innumerable disputes accelerated the deterioration of our relationship. Even in his study, I tore the folding fan he was thinking about, and he pushed me to the side for this, and took the last trace of my heart. Expectations were also torn apart.

After that, I haven't been to Dali Temple for a long time and haven't seen him again.

On the day Fang Liang left, it snowed heavily and covered in silver.

I concealed my father Qiao's pretense and slipped to the city gate to see him off, but I didn't want to see Song Langsheng.

He who has taken off his official robes is still so eye-catching when people come and go, and Fang Liang stands in front of him so calmly, dressed in plain clothes, his expression is soft, and he does not show the tiredness of having just suffered a catastrophe. .

I wore a bamboo hat and pretended to pass by them slowly, only to hear Song Langsheng say, "Mr. hard work these days."

Fang Liang patted him on the shoulder as if relieved, and said for a long time, "Sir Song is hard work."

Then I walked past.

Obviously didn't understand what they were saying at all.

So I was unwilling to go back through the fake clothes again, Song Langsheng said... I didn't understand what I heard, only Fang Liang said: "It's tiring for you to misunderstand the princess and His Royal Highness... Alas, the old man is now, but It's not worth it."

Song Langsheng smiled as if he didn't mind, but his smile was very light: "I haven't helped you sir, you should take good care of yourself along the way."

After another round, I still didn't understand the mystery in their words.

When I turned around again, Song Langsheng had already bowed to Fang Liang, who had already left, and I realized that I was here to see him off. I was eager to go forward, and suddenly heard Fang Liang say with a long smile: "Princess The meaning of this, the old man knows it! Treasure it!"

Me: "..."

When I turned my head, I saw Song Langsheng looking at me expressionlessly, I took off the bamboo hat in embarrassment, "Have you found me?"

Song Langsheng is neither salty nor light: "His Royal Highness didn't find it?"

Me: "..."

Song Langsheng turned around rudely. I looked left and right, not knowing who to follow. Song Langsheng saw that I was standing still, so he stopped and looked back at me: "Isn't the princess going back to the palace yet?"

I pointed in Fang Liang's direction, "Did he prepare the teacher's case..."

Song Langsheng didn't answer.

I lowered my eyes and said, "He did the math on purpose, let Han Fei report him first, and then let you try the case in person? On the surface, you are the ones who handled him, but in fact, you are the one who handled the case. Is the damage minimized?"

Song Langsheng still didn't answer.

I looked at him and said, "Did someone in the cabinet want to use this to create an uproar? Is it preemptive? Is it to protect the princelings? Is it..." I choked, "Are you afraid that I will risk everything? Protect him so he won't tell me the truth?"

Song Langsheng said calmly and solemnly: "Old Fang said, 'But if you seek the top, you will not harm the country, and the bottom will not harm the people, and you should not be ashamed of your heart.'"

I let out a long white breath, just wanting to catch up and say something to Fang Liang, but Song Langsheng said, "Old Fang has already said it, why should the princess talk too much to make him embarrassed?"

Understood. How can I not understand the teacher's intentions?

I really didn't know what to say at the time.

I rubbed my nose and said, "He knows what he knows, he made a bet with me when he was drinking a few years ago, and he owes me three hundred taels, but he hasn't paid it back. I'm here to ask for silver taels. ..."

"..." Song Langsheng didn't bother to talk to me anymore, so he turned around and continued to walk. I stopped and motioned the dark guard to stay away from me: "I'm sneaking out today."

He keeps walking.

"No bodyguards and no personal maids."

He is still walking, slowly.

"I don't even have a carriage. It's getting dark and the snow is so heavy. I can't see the road anymore. I can't go back to the palace. I'm about to freeze to death."

He stops. Looking back, his expression was full of reluctance, and even the title of the princess was omitted: "You still haven't followed up?"

I happily stepped on the snow and ran forward, carefully following him all the way. Because the snow was so thick, I twisted and twisted when I walked. I bumped his back with my nose several times. With a very unhappy posture, he had to follow farther and take a lighter pace.

As the movement has become quieter, Song Langsheng has to look back at me from time to time to make sure that I have not dispersed with the crowd, so he continues to move forward as if nothing had happened.

He walked in front of him safely, and I clumsily followed behind, as if in a trance I had returned to the mountains many years ago. At that time, the little sister also followed the big brother like a deer.

It became more and more cold after sunset. When I went out, I didn't find a relatively low-key jacket. I was wearing a thin coat. At this moment, I couldn't help but shiver and sneezed again and again. I don't know how many times I sneezed. Song Langsheng stopped again, took off his cotton jacket, took a deep breath, quickly draped it over my shoulders and quickly turned around, saying firmly, "If the princess catches the cold, I'm afraid I can't afford it."

I was stunned, feeling the remaining body temperature on the jacket, I was clearly delighted, but the habit of muttering on my mouth again made a mistake: "If you dare to refuse your marriage, would you be afraid of this?"

“…”

"Well I didn't say anything."

"...The matter of refusing to marry..." Song Langsheng's voice was flat, "I haven't apologized to the princess yet, I have thanked..."

My chest felt tight, but I forcefully waved my hand and said, "Anyway, you are rude, this princess is already used to it."

Song Langsheng rarely refuted anything. He was silent, but the atmosphere was a little uncomfortable. I smiled, jumped up to him, and said casually: "Hey, it's not that serious. Forced marriage, you can only promise, right?"

Song Langsheng thought for a while: "Well."

I didn't react for a while: "Huh?"

Song Lang's natural slanted glance: "Otherwise?"

I was dumbfounded: "I, I still think you would rather die..."

He tilted his head: "Who would be stupid to die for this kind of thing, Your Highness has read too much of the playbook."

Me: "..." Someone in Han Fei called you stupid.

I made up my mind and said: "...you, didn't you promise that your deceased wife would not marry again, you, you, you are not afraid of being sorry for her?"

"That's right."

Suddenly there was a premonition that he would say something extraordinarily logical.

Song Langsheng nodded solemnly. "So, I will feel guilty."

Me: "..." Sure enough... but why was the situation tragic at the time...

Song Langsheng thought about it again: "However, I should also thank the princess for discouraging the saint at that time. I never thought that it would be so easy to refuse the royal gift..."

Me: "..."

I kept beating drums in my heart along the way, and even wanted to ask him in person if he still remembered that little sister, but I was worried that he would say "Which one? When you mention it like this, it seems that there is such a character in my mind. No, no, the princess is the little sister, the princess has been waiting for me all these years? The princess is the playbook, right? How can the jokes as a child be taken seriously?" Such words made me feel ashamed, until I went to the In front of the palace gate, I couldn't ask anything, I stared dryly as he was about to leave.

After several struggles, I finally clenched my fist and said, "Sir Song, I have a question, I don't know if I should ask it or not."

Song Langsheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh? If the princess thinks it's inappropriate to ask, don't force it."

“…”

I selectively ignored it and said, "Actually, this princess has been wanting to ask this question for a long time. Since Master Song is willing to help me as a teacher, he understands my difficulties and pains, so why does he target me everywhere and treat me so coldly?"

Song Langsheng didn't say anything, looked at me, and smiled again: "I have never targeted the princess, but I really don't want to have much contact with the princess."

"Why? Is it because of my reputation? Or because of rumors that there are... those people in my house?"

Song Langsheng rarely did not answer my words, he just looked into my eyes, and after a while he raised his head to look at the snowflakes falling from the sky: "Your Highness always reminds me of someone."

I looked at him, and in a trance, his expression was a little lonely.

Me: "...and then?"

Song Langsheng: "No more."

Me: "..."

"His Royal Highness should go back to rest early. Wei Chen lost his jacket, and he was very afraid of contracting the wind and cold." After he finished speaking, he leisurely performed a monarch and minister's salute and left, leaving me alone to think about it. Inexplicable.

Although I couldn't clear up his endless words, I remembered the scene in the daytime, it was night, I rolled on the bed wrapped in his jacket, and the joy did not fade for a long time.

I plan to have such a good start. In the future, if we get along with each other for a long time, it is not impossible for us to continue the front line.

Unexpectedly, within a few days, while my father was sleeping on his stomach, I inadvertently overturned the unfinished memorial while sorting out the imperial case, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the Dali Temple Master Song Langsheng's name was written on a note on Qing Heyun.

I couldn't help but open it out of curiosity to take a closer look.

Until the hand holding the fold was shaking, I still couldn't accept what was on the paper.

This is a secret fold, the word is said to be opened by the Holy One.

The content of the compromise can be summed up in one sentence: Although Song Langsheng's household registration is Luzhou Confucian merchant Song, he is not his own son but an adopted son. After several months of secret investigation, it is found that he is very likely to be The fish that slipped through the net five years ago, please be sure to investigate thoroughly.

Five years ago...wasn't it the year my big brother suddenly disappeared? Could it be that he left without saying goodbye to escape?

I'm afraid I'm afraid that * will not be far away.

I think it was Song Langsheng who threatened this He Yun during his official career at Dali Temple, and that was why he spared no effort to dig out Song Langsheng's bottom line.

And if what he said is true, with the means of the father, Song Langsheng has no way to survive.

I was at a loss as I held the book, my heart was in chaos. While the father was still awake, he hid the secrets in his cuffs and returned to the bedroom. He went to dawn overnight, thinking of thousands of ways, but there was no comprehensive plan.

In the early morning, I stood at the gate of the temple and listened to the monarch and ministers discussing the affairs. I stared at He Yunsheng for fear of what he would say, and stared at the expression of the father and emperor to see if there was anything strange or not. The wind was calm, and I was relieved until I heard the "retreat", but I didn't know whether to look for He Yun or the father first.

When I was undecided, I suddenly heard someone call me "Your Highness Princess". When I raised my head, I just caught Song Langsheng's refreshing face into his eyes.

Song Langsheng bowed with a smile: "I have rarely seen a princess at such an hour."

I am stunned.

This is the first time since our reunion that he has offered to greet me.

I suppressed the turbulent mood, "Today... wake up early, take a walk, and keep fit."

Song Langsheng laughed, and that smile was really beautiful. After laughing, he raised his sleeves again, "This way, I won't disturb Your Highness's Yaxing."

I was about to leave when I saw him, so I cried out, "Song Langsheng!"

He stopped, turned his head, looked down at his sleeve, was grabbed by my hand, and looked at me in astonishment, his eyes full of inquiries.

I met his eyes and couldn't hold back the urge in my heart. I wanted to ask him, if he wanted to keep his promise at that time, if he was grief-stricken when he lost all his relatives, but no one was there Be by my side, ask him if he has ever thought of me after marrying someone else for so many years, and ask him if he still has hatred in his heart at this moment?

How can a thousand words turn me into a sentence: "Song Langsheng, be my concubine."

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I felt that he was startled, then turned to face me and smiled, "Your Highness, don't tease..."

"This princess is serious." I repeated earnestly: "Be my concubine."

Song Langsheng finally showed a shocked expression on his face. For a while, he didn't know how to respond to me. I said, "I'm not asking, and I don't want to hear you reject me. Song Langsheng, if you don't hate me, then Be my concubine."

Song Langsheng looked at me, his eyes did not move, his body did not move, he was silent for a moment as if he had stopped, then he slowly pulled his sleeves away from my fingers, and after a while, shook his head.

"I don't want to marry the princess."

It's my wishful thinking after all. In a word, it pulled me back from my self-deceiving thoughts.

I looked at him and smiled, "That's it."

"The minister... retire."

His eyes wandered elsewhere, unable to cope with the embarrassment at the moment, so he left my back with a familiar but indistinguishable look of joy and anger.

I opened my eyes, blinked dry tears, and told myself over and over again that this is not the time to be disappointed in the love of my children.

In the end, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there is only one plan to try, and only this one plan can be implemented.

Every day at sunset, Song Langsheng would go to the pub near his house for a few drinks if he was not busy with business.

It's just that the shopkeeper of the restaurant today put medicine in his wine after receiving my huge sum of money. After a while, Song Langsheng was lying on the table as if he was drunk.

The people I sent disguised as his colleagues at Dali Temple watched him go home, but it was not his mansion who returned to...

It's the princess' bedroom.

They replaced Song Langsheng with servants, held the token, and completed the matter without leaving any traces.

The maid and maid who served me let me rest early in the morning, and that night, Song Langsheng and I were the only people in the huge bedroom.

He slept very deeply, because I heard that his martial arts are not weak, I asked the shopkeeper to add a lot of weight to each dish when prescribing the medicine, and I would have to sleep for at least five or six hours.

I crouched on the edge of the bed, stroking his long eyelashes, delicate nose, red lips with my fingertips.

I whispered, "Song Langsheng."

Naturally there is no response.

I put my chin on my hands and stared at him closely. I didn't know what he was dreaming about.

In addition to his coat and my own, my face was flushed after all the tossing, and I didn't have the courage to strip him. After thinking about it, I had to do it. I got into the bed and listened to my thumping heartbeat. The shyness gradually diminished the fear of being alone.

Until the next morning.

When Song Langsheng opened his eyes, he saw me staring straight at him.

He reached out and softened his head, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep.

Apparently, he thought he was dreaming.

Although... I'm curious as to why he dreamed of sharing the bed with me so peacefully, but after he repeatedly confirmed that he was not dreaming, he flipped from the bed to the ground.

I said, "This is the princess's bedroom. If anyone finds out that you are here at this hour, you will be punished for death."

The drowsiness on Song Langsheng's face did not completely fade away.

I said: "No one will care whether you came by yourself or taken captive. I only know that the royal father will never let me bring shame to the royal family."

Song Langsheng stared at him without saying a word, his face changed, and the chill in his eyes deepened.

I saw the opportunity and said with a grandeur: "Now that the boat has been made and the rice has been cooked, Song Langsheng, you should be the concubine, and it is also appropriate if you are not."

I originally thought that with Song Langsheng's character, he would resist more or less.

But he didn't say anything that day, just dressed calmly and smiled at me.

I often think back on how that smile looked like a farewell.

But he didn't say goodbye to me. On the contrary, he smoothly led me to kneel in front of my father and asked for marriage.

I felt uneasy, and ordered people to keep a close eye on it, for fear that he would escape from the capital if he couldn't think of it.

If he escapes, He Yun will inevitably not make another case.

As for He Yun, he later came to ask me personally. At that time, the news that Song Langsheng was the concubine had spread like wildfire. As soon as he saw me, he kept saying that Song Langsheng must not be the concubine. So I threw that Mi Zhe in his face mercilessly, and said, "Song Langsheng, this palace doesn't care about his past, he will be the concubine, and the minister of the Dali Temple, he will also be determined. ."

He Yun was still calm when he heard the words: "It turns out that Your Highness has suppressed this secret fold, if the Holy One knows about it..."

Before he could finish speaking, I threw another letter on him, he picked it up and looked at it, and immediately collapsed to the ground.

I bent down and looked at him with a smile: "Sir He has written a good article. Back then, the palace exam was the third flower teacher appointed by the father? Oh, but if the father knew that this third flower teacher knew in advance The subject of the scientific examination, I don’t know how the father feels? I don’t think I can be the minister of the Dali Temple anyway.”

He Yun was so frightened that he couldn't even straighten his tongue, I said, "Two ways."

"One is to present the secret fold again, and you will accompany Lord Song to Huangquan." I stretched out two fingers, "Second, take a boat with us."

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++New Year's Day Third Edition+++++++++++ +++++++++++++++++

This is how I married Song Langsheng.

The day of the wedding is March, when the spring flowers bloom, and the overwhelming luxury is followed by amnesty.

Until then, I had been unable to estimate the consequences of twisting my infatuation delusions too hard.

At first, I didn't think it was too unbearable.

Song Langsheng's neglect is nothing more than that I slept in the inner room and he slept in the outer room. If we could not meet, we would not meet. When we met, we only did not see each other. He ate silently during meals. .

I was once caught by his piercing eyes staring at the fish.

It's just that I treat this princess as a transparent person day after day, and I'm not very calm.

I started trying to be proactive.

For example, changing dresses of different patterns flashed in front of him.

For example, sharpen ink and prepare paper for him or buy some books.

For example, when it's cold and hot, I'll change his clothes and bedding.

As always, he ignores my presence.

I endured and endured, but I couldn't hold back. One night he was practicing calligraphy in the study. I lost my temper, overturned his desk, and threatened him that he would be deceived if he didn't share my bed with me. It must be a disaster for his family.

Song Langsheng was obviously very angry too, but he couldn't say that I was the princess, only the angry Zhenpao left.

I felt aggrieved and went back to my bed, lying on the bed for a while, before I heard a babbling sound of him pushing the door in.

He held a pillow in one hand and the quilt in the other hand and walked in front of me with a stern face, freeing a finger: "I'm used to sleeping outside!"

Me: "..."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for me to squeak, he picked up my pillow and threw it into the wall, put his pillow to the outside, took off his shoes and socks, sat down, and pushed me inward with his body. push.

Me: "..."

When you're done, put your quilt over your head.

Me: "..."

A moment later, he stuck his head out, said "turn off the lights," before retracting his head into the bedding again.

Me: "..."

So, Song Langsheng and Princess Xiangyi had been married for more than three months, and the first sentence he said was: I am used to sleeping outside.

It's hard to describe why the princess's ups and downs are always indescribable.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ The fourth grade of the second grade ++++++++++++++ +++++++++++++++

After that day, except for the same bed and different pillows when he went to bed at night, he was no different from usual.

Naturally, this princess is no longer silently giving.

Even if I squeezed into the same carriage early in the morning, I would not change my face when I came across such a shameful thing when I returned to the mansion.

When I was eating, I would never get tired of talking about what I saw, heard, thought, and thought, even if he didn't say a word, even if I burst into tears as soon as he walked out of the room, I could still smile the next day talking all kinds of new things.

How long did it take him to respond?

I can't even count.

I just remember that one day I had nothing to say and told a very cold joke. The joke was so boring that even the little brother of the prince who laughed so low didn't even raise his eyebrows. Feeling drenched in cold sweat, Song Langsheng suddenly made a "puff". At that time, he was swallowing a mouthful of rice and almost choked, so he hurriedly picked up the teacup and took a gulp.

I was dumbfounded and said, "Is your wife laughing?"

Song Langsheng's face was flushed, and for a long time he squeezed out a sentence: "It has nothing to do with the princess, it's just that this joke is funny."

Me: "..."

My heart was screaming, I should have thought that the concubine had a weird laugh, why did I do so much useless work before.

As a result, collecting unpopular jokes that are not funny at all has become a hobby of this princess, and it has also become a good way to make the concubine of Song smile after dinner. Later, when I speak, he will respond to me with words such as "um, oh, well, no, huh...".

Also, if I force him to accompany me to lie on the lawn and watch the stars and the moon, he won't reject it too strongly.

One time he suddenly took the initiative to ask me: "Is Your Highness not sad?"

I looked at him in amazement.

His eyes looked at the stars in the sky: "I'm like this, your Highness is not sad, isn't it sad?"

I straightened my head, my nose was a little sour: "Sad, sad."

He turned his head to look at me, I raised his hand and took his hand, I smiled and felt the corners of my eyes slide down, "But...at least I caught you, didn't I."

That night, Song Langsheng didn't say a word.

I just slept soundly at night, and I vaguely felt that someone was covering me with a quilt. I thought it was a dream, and I closed my eyes for fear of waking up. When I woke up the next day, the quilt beside my feet and neck was stuffed inside.

From the perspective of the past, the fate development with Song Langsheng always has a common feature.

As long as there are some good beginnings, the ensuing blows will surely defeat that trace of goodness.

On my birthday, I lured him into the boat and went out to sea to watch the fireworks. (→Chapter 21)

He talked to me a lot, and there seemed to be a little gratitude and a little affection in his words.

I was overjoyed.

Returned to the house and worked in the kitchen for a long time, and cooked a table of good dishes to share with him.

After sitting down, he remembered that the cooked wine had not yet been served, so he moved his chopsticks first and ran out of the door. Just two steps away, he was really curious about what his expression would look like when he tasted the food I carefully prepared, so he tiptoed back and peeked in through the crack of the door.

I saw him take a black pill from his pocket and was about to put it in my soup bowl.

I feel like I've fallen into an ice cellar and don't know how to move.

It just so happened that a gust of wind whizzed past, the door opened in response, Song Langsheng's hand holding the medicine was in the air, he turned his head, and his eyes met.

I saw him hurriedly withdrawing his hand and standing up, but because he was too hasty, the entire dining table was knocked over. I stared at the mess everywhere, and what came to my mind was starting from cutting radishes and cutting his hands from time to time. I was hurt by the oil splash, and I was entangled with the royal chef to teach me about the taste of the dishes, and I looked at Song Langsheng's back every night before falling asleep and imagined that he tasted the dishes I made and complimented me.

I asked, "Is it poison?"

Song Langsheng's expression was a little blurry in my eyes. I clenched my fists, tried to stand firm, and asked repeatedly, "Is it poison?"

Song Langsheng didn't answer for a long time. After a while, he said softly, "Yes, but..."

"It's over, we."

This is what I say—

========After a long absence, come back the fifth update======——

I picked up the pills that fell on the ground, spread them out in the palm of my hand, and asked: "You and I share the same bed every night, why is it difficult to kill me?"

His eyes were as deep as the sea, "This is forgetting the soul. The scattered people will forget the past, and it will take two years to recover."

I vaguely guessed something: "Why?"

I looked up to see his picturesque brows, eyes like stars, and listened to him: "The princess is wise, only if the princess forgets, I can have a chance to escape."

Hearing this, I took a long breath, my heart pounding with myriad thoughts and nowhere to vent, "Get out?"

Song Langsheng looked at me fixedly, "I want to leave the princess."

In the past, all kinds of things hit my heart like a mountain, and it was extremely painful, but I couldn't scold him, couldn't beat him, didn't even know how to say a word of cruelty, all kinds of threads, from the corner of my eyes, dripped into the dark pills , I hooked the corners of my mouth mockingly, "If that's the case, then it's what you want." I raised my hand to put the pill in my mouth.

Unexpectedly, the next moment his wrist was sore that he clenched tightly. Song Langsheng didn't know when he approached me and grabbed Wanghunsan with an unsightly expression on his face.

I think I'm hallucinating, Song Langsheng's voice actually has a suppressed trembling: "Princess Xiangyi dares to love and hate, how could she be so self-sacrificing? You hate me, you should..."

I interrupted him: "I like you."

"I love it so long that I can rejoice as long as I see you, I love it so much that I can reminisce about what you said to me, I love it so much that I can throw away the air and dignity of a princess, I love it so much that I can do anything for you. As long as I think of you as my concubine, I feel like the happiest person in the world..."

"But I like it so much... it seems that it can only end there."

The dim candles in the room flickered, and his eyes were full of affectionate pain. At a certain moment, I seemed to be confused again, so I covered my eyes with my palms and stopped looking at him. , turned around and said, "Don't worry, I won't bother you any more with or without the medicine."

The snow is melting outside the house. For some reason, I suddenly miss the red maple that fell with my eldest brother that year. The red maple is dazzling and bright, much brighter than the plain white and elegant one.

I said: "Song Langsheng, from now on, I will never see you again."