This feeling of tenderness

Author: Holding Hairpin Star

This feeling of tenderness

Where should I start from, from Qiu Wei's distant glance that year, or from the way she discussed the war with others at Pingyang Academy. Or from the time when Taifu Zhu mentioned her, he was already convinced.

This feeling is very strange, like an instinctive attraction. He loves everything she does.

"It's my fault that I thought too much at that time. If I had been braver, we would have been together eight hundred years ago. Maybe our children would run away."

Ti Zhen thought for a while, and a picture appeared in front of his eyes, "Yes, this way I can still live as a princess."

He hurriedly interrupted himself, "That's not right. With my status, I shouldn't be able to be a crown princess. At most... I'm just a beauty. Besides, you had already been engaged to two girls at that time."

Wen Yu lowered the corners of his mouth and suddenly felt scared. Imagine the situation. Even if he was asked to make countless choices, he would not choose reckless bravery.

Because when you love someone, it is a responsibility. If you can't give her the status and commitment she wants, why waste her life. No one's life should serve his likes. If so, both of them will definitely

very sad.

When a situation cannot be changed, he is willing to cherish this love silently.

"There is a necklace orb in Pingyang Academy. Every year when it blooms, I will order someone to hang a piece of red silk on it. I know that we are not destined to be destined, but I hope that Yue Lao can cut off the connection between us. Later, I was locked up.

No one has ever been sent there again, and I don’t know what’s happened to the peony now.”

Ti Zhen choked for a moment, and she suddenly realized that she had made a big confusion. She always thought that the red silk for marriage was worn by Shen Wangshu, because she saw him staring at the red silk, and peonies were her true love.

…

It turned out to be a ridiculous thing in childhood. Even the beginning was ridiculous. Five years had passed. It was so far away and such a long time. How could someone be remembered for so long? For a moment, she also doubted that at that time

Does she fall in love with Shen Wangshu who looks at red silk, or Wen Yu who ties red silk on her favorite peony?

It's true that man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation.

She said angrily: "I moved that peony to my house, right in the garden. I am so nostalgic. I have seen it in school for more than three years, and the more I look at it, the more reluctant I am to part with it."

The movement of Wen Yu's hand paused for a moment, and he slowly touched the corner of his lips in relief, "It is better to make people feel happy at first acquaintance than to make people feel bored without lasting friendship. I used to think that God was unfair, but now I see it is

Everything is arranged."

He smiled and leaned closer to her.

"I'm glad that I was sensitive, tolerant and restrained at that time. If you have feelings for someone at the right time, that person will be lucky; but if you force a marriage at the wrong time, that person's fate will definitely be miserable...

…”

A person's understanding of another person will continue to deepen over time, and he will gradually change from an unknown prince to a gentle and powerful character in her heart.

Ti Zhen was speechless and a little disappointed, "It's just so sad. I thought it was my hero saving the beauty that night at the Xiangfei Temple, and someone fell in love with me at first sight. If I had known it was so simple, why would I want to talk to you?

, whatever you say, you should just twist the melon off."

"It must be sweet, it must be." She thought as she said it, biting her index finger as she thought, "It seems that sometimes it is better to be decisive. If I could then...then now..."

There was a loud noise in Wen Yu's head, and the earth was shaking. She was a person who said whatever she thought in front of those close to her. This time, he didn't laugh at her, but spread his fingers and snaked them down from her shoulders.

He said softly: "In the temple...you are not afraid of blaspheming the gods."

Ti Zhen groaned, "I didn't say it was in the temple. There are one layer of secret sentry in the temple, and one layer of secret sentry outside. They belong to the Meng family and the Que family. Who dares to risk his life for such an idea."

She yelled, bent her elbows on his chest, and stared at him with big eyes, "How dare you!"

His breath was warm, his heart was burning, and he didn't know how much effort it took to restrain himself. He was lying on the bed, and now she pointed at his nose, and he didn't dare to make a move at all.

Why did he want to laugh when it was just sensational? It was all because she was too thick-skinned.

He had no choice but to hold his chest and say it hurt, "Oh, as expected, no one will treat me with this disease. The world is getting worse... the world is getting worse."

Ti Zhen chuckled, suddenly stood up holding the head of the bed, held up her skirt and went inside, sat down against him again, patted him on the shoulder, "You are so pitiful, young master, I will give you a shoulder to lean on.

Very rare."

Wen Yu opened his eyes a little and pressed against her happily. The girl's shoulders were small and round, and her bones were soft. She smelled like powder when she leaned against her.

Ti Zhen pretended to touch his head, smiling as he did so, "You said that if you were a girl, the person proposing marriage would not be allowed to go to the Western Regions."

The more she looked at it, the more it looked like a pink and white peach. After thinking about how other people kissed girls, she also took up the man's position and kissed him on the face.

She had a wild temper and often acted coquettishly. Wen Yu had long been used to it and he stood firm and let her do what she wanted.

There was really no warning. Just as she turned her head to kiss the other half of his face, there was a "boom" and a heavy object hit the ground hard, frightening the two of them.

"I have to be good!" Wu Binsheng opened his mouth wide, with an old face full of embarrassment. The three of them looked at him, and he looked at you, and all of them turned around in unison.

Ti Zhen quickly rolled out of bed and tidied up. Wu Binsheng also pretended to be ready, packing the medicine box here and there, and Wen Yu also covered his face with a quilt.

This scene did not come to relief until Wu Binsheng checked Wen Yu's pulse.

"Your Highness's pulse condition is much more stable today. You will be fine if you take medicine carefully and rest."

He called Su Zhe to bring him the ointment he prepared, and wanted to apply it to Wen Yu himself. Wen Yu turned to look at Ti Zhen, and finally took off his inner clothes as he wished. It was night last night, and it was so unclear under the candlelight.

The twisted and ferocious shape of the grooming wound can be seen, and now in the clear sky and in the daytime, it becomes more clear and terrifying, and the impact even exceeds that of arrow wounds and knife wounds.

Ti Zhen smiled and said, "Look at the traces of hard work and hard work all over your back. Now three more strokes have been added. They are high and low, more like a painting of "The Rising Sun"."

Her hands wandered around his back, pointing out bit by bit, this is the red sun, these are the clouds, these are the waterfalls, these are the mountains and rivers, every place is a scenery.

Her skill in coaxing people was top-notch, but it worked for him, "After taking the medicine, you can draw it for me to see."

Wu Binsheng's face was sarcastic, and his hands were much more careful, "Your Highness is in a peaceful mood, and this injury will heal quickly. The old man said that as long as the girl and Your Highness are in harmony, he will burn incense and accumulate blessings."

"I saw that my father-in-law had a cough a while ago. I wonder if he is feeling better now?"

"I have a cough in winter. It's an old problem. I drank loquat dew a few times and it's almost gone. I didn't expect something unexpected happened yesterday and it suddenly became much worse."

Ti Zhen thought they were leaking the secret, and felt vaguely unhappy, "Didn't I tell you not to tell your father about His Highness's assassination?"

Wu Binsheng quickly said no, "How dare we dare? Uncle Shen won't be careless. It's the second girl's marriage and it has something to do with the Fan family in Youyang."

Ti Zhen looked sideways upon hearing this, half of his face hidden in the shadow of the backlight.
Chapter completed!