"Xiao Xuzi, tell me, am I crazy?" Zhan Wushuang's voice sounded in the cool night sky, with a little helplessness and sigh.

"The emperor is a person with temperament, which means that the emperor has flesh and blood and emotions. It's just that others don't understand." Eunuch Xu lowered his head.

Zhan Wushuang smiled bitterly, with flesh and blood and emotions? Are you worthy of yourself? He is just a person who only knows how to threaten others. Unexpectedly, he got the world and wanted to have love through this method.

Is this humble or sad?

In the evening, under the supervision of the maids, Youya was taken to the bathhouse after eating some food.

In short, these eight maids kept serving her, for fear that she would have any accidents.

Early in the morning, before Chen Shiyouya was picked up by them on time, and after washing it, they started to put on clothes and change clothes, etc.

After the work was done, everyone surrounded Youya and walked towards the hall in front of him at auspicious time.

Although it is not as good as the palace, it is still magnificent, and a simple ceremony of enfeoffment is held here.

Just simply set your own position.

Youya smiled bitterly, just telling everyone in the world that she is the unparalleled woman he has.

Feng Muchen handed over the surrender letter and sent a large amount of gold and silver jewelry on this day, and wished Zhan Wushuang and Youya a happy marriage.

Even though Feng Muchen knew that Zhan Wushuang married his seventh emperor's aunt, he still pretended to be stupid and didn't care about face issues at all.

When the emperor and the empress get married, first, kneel down to worship the ancestors, second, kneel down to worship the heaven and earth.

"Where is your father?" Youya asked curiously.

Zhan Wushuang then said softly: "Father is old and has entered Buddhism..."

Youya: "..."

Have you done too many wrong things?

Of course, Youya didn't ask for this.

"You promised me, you won't regret it, right?" Youya asked again.

Zhan Wushuang said softly, "After the church, I will take you there."

Lu Sisi, who was standing not far away, stood there accompanied by Rouer.

"Miss, do you think she will really give up the position of queen without regret?" Rou'er looked at Youya in disbelief, always afraid that her lady would be harmed by her. Who would have no extravagant desires for that position? Especially the emperor loves her and still loves her to the core! If she escapes, wouldn't she be a fool?

Lu Sisi looked at Youya with a deep look. Originally, she wanted to kill him, but later she suddenly felt that this woman was wise and foolish. She had a intuition that she didn't love the emperor and didn't like it here.

Then the easiest way is to leave.

"I believe her." After saying firmly, Lu Sisi sighed: "Don't say this. Be careful that there are ears in the wall."

The soldiers and ministers wanted to object, but they did not dare to speak. Because they had never seen the emperor have such a tender side.

When he looked at the woman opposite him with tenderness, the ministers were both eager to speak but stopped.

The emperor really likes it, let him go.

Finally, after the ceremony, Youya's heart was a lot more excited. Of course, she couldn't have been looking forward to the bridal chamber. She wanted to go and see Feng Tianlan immediately.

Thinking that she could see Feng Tianlan, she felt that the dead heart was rekindled again.

She seemed to see him smiling at her, touching her head gently and saying that she was a fool.

"When will you take me there?" After entering the room, Youya looked up at Zhan Wushuang.

"You all retreat."

"yes."

Zhan Wushuang looked at the room with a little calming voice: "Yaya, I'll ask you one last time, will you fall in love with me?"

"No." A firm voice hit his heart like a clock, Zhan Wushuang seemed to hear a heartbreaking voice.

"I'll take you to see him." There was a hint of loneliness in Zhan Wushuang's voice.

Stepping on the hard floor and looking at the airtight cell, Youya's nose felt sore. It was really hard for him to stay in such a place when he was injured.

Until, she turned in and looked at him sitting on the bed.

His complexion looks pretty good, although his face is a little pale, but it does not affect his peerless temperament, which is as elegant as an immortal. The cold and arrogant, the tender and warm as water, the domineering and enthusiastic, and the black and childish.

Tears just flowed down without warning.

"Remember what you said. You only have one stick of incense." Zhan Wushuang left this sentence and withdrew everyone here.

She stood at the prison door and looked at him from afar. The same was true for him. After discovering her, the tenderness in his eyes could no longer be covered.

Lovesickness, longing, tenderness, deep affection.

It seems as if time has been frozen in this second...

Sometimes, some people, if they haven't seen each other for a long time, seem to be a long time. But when they meet, they find that it is actually just a blink of an eye, because they are always in your heart.

Youya just looked at Feng Tianlan so steadily, as if she couldn't see enough. This face appeared many times in her dreams and memories. The face that she once thought she would never see again in her life was there right now.

And he is still him.

The tenderness in the eyes is obvious.

"Idiot, what are you doing while standing there? Do you don't want to come and see you for your husband?" Feng Tianlan smiled and smiled, with a hint of pampering in his eyes.

Youya then came to her senses and strode to his bed.

He has lost weight and his face seems to be much haggard. His fair skin and weak feeling reminds her of the person she just met.

"Tianlan." She slowly sat beside him, her voice hoarse, but she didn't know what to say.

"Silly, why are you crying?" Feng Tianlan's slender fingers slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

It turned out that he was crying, and Youya sniffed: "Why should you be happy to see you?" After saying that, Youya wiped the tears from her face hard, smiling a little embarrassedly.

"Idiot." Feng Tianlan couldn't help but hold her face with both hands and slowly wiped her tears. "Why do you want to wipe your tears so hard? Such a beautiful face is so exhausted..."

Only then did Youya remember that she looked at him in a phoenix crown and a red robe.

And Zhan Wushuang must be because of this.

You Ya hurriedly explained: "Tianlan, I, I..."

His fingers were covered by her lips, and Feng Tianlan's face was not angry at all, but there was a little apology in his eyes: "No need to explain, Yaya is the fault of his husband."

Youya: "..."

Before she could say it, he already knew it.

"Aren't you angry?" Youya was curious. For some reason, she was angry and anxious, but he was not angry and she was disappointed.

Sometimes women are really very contradictory. Sometimes they are afraid of hearing what they want.

If he gets angry, she feels guilty.

If he wasn't angry, she felt lost again.
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