Volume 1: Painting Hall Spring Chapter 70: Childhood Sweetheart
A gust of north wind blew by, blowing off the white snow on the branches and scattering it in front of my eyes.
Zeng Qidao thought he was hallucinating the moment the snowflakes fell. Everything he looked at was white, including Xiao Yizheng's face. He was in an unusual trance and didn't quite understand what the other person was saying.
He said: He is an ordinary man, and he is pursuing Heng'er? He said: Will he make Heng'er and himself happy?
What does this mean?
Xiao Yizheng saw that there was a bit of unmoved expression in his astonishment, but he became serious: "But if your heart towards her is not as firm as before, then I will not let her go."
He stepped on the snow and took a step forward, approaching his eyes. There was a squeaking sound under his feet. This made Zeng Qidao quickly come back to his senses. He widened his eyes, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Your Highness's words, I will be frightened. I will be with the princess."
As for the relationship between brother and sister, I don’t know why Your Highness would have such thoughts, and I hope Your Highness will be careful with your words so as not to damage the reputation of the Princess."
"Zeng Yuanyi, I told you that the person in front of you now is not His Highness. I said these words to you without any consideration other than my sincerity. You can rest assured. Of course, what I want to hear is also sincere. Don't prevaricate.
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Zeng Qidao's heart trembled, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to meet a pair of deep but pure eyes.
"My attitude has been made clear to you." Xiao Yizheng looked into his eyes and said solemnly.
Zeng Qidao's fists tightened, his face twitched twice unconsciously, and he spoke with emotion: "Your Highness is so magnanimous and tolerant, which makes Yuan Yi ashamed." He paused, raised his head and said, "Yes, I am Xinyue Qingxi, morning.
The first time I saw her."
Because he was the youngest son in the family, his parents did not want him to join the army and go to the frontier. He had to accompany his mother in Shangdu Mansion since he was a child. This was actually contrary to his inner ideals and ambitions. He yearned to be like his father and brothers in the army and guard the frontier.
He became a famous general. Therefore, as he grew older, his mood became more and more depressed, and he was often unhappy. However, in order not to worry his mother, he concealed it very well. He also pretended to be happy and accompanied his mother to the gatherings of ladies from various houses.
It will attract a lot of praise.
That year, when he was fourteen years old, he went to Fahua Temple with his mother to offer incense.
Fahua Temple is a royal temple, and it is located in the mountains and forests on the outskirts. Most of the people who can go there to worship the Buddha and offer incense are the family members of the powerful and powerful people in the court.
In late spring, the mountains and forests are still full of life.
His mother spent a long time worshiping Buddha, so he let him pass the time in the temple by himself.
He left the temple gate and wandered in the mountains, drinking from the clear springs and listening to the birds singing in the woods. The mountains were quiet and quiet, and the mountains and streams seemed to flow silently, but he could faintly hear a clear female voice singing Wu Nong Ruan in the mountains and forests.
The voice was soft and sweet, echoing low in the forest, like the sound of nature.
He looked for the sound and saw a little girl sitting on the edge of the cliff upstream of the stream. She was dangling her two bare feet. She put her hands on the ground, raised her neck, looked at the sky, and sang happily. In fact, she sang.
What, he didn’t understand a word, but the melody is still ringing in his ears.
He stood tightly and looked at her innocently, as if she was integrated with the vast and boundless sky above her head. After singing the song, the little girl suddenly lowered her head and looked at him with clear round eyes, unable to hide.
She flashed, looking directly at him without shame and fear, and then smiled like a blooming mountain flower: "Does it sound good?" she asked crisply.
But he paused and nodded subconsciously.
The little girl's skin is as good as snow, her facial features are delicate, and she smiles beautifully. Especially her eyes are dark and translucent, delicate but not charming, as if she was born with a smile that curves into a beautiful bridge.
"Are you here to offer incense too?" she asked.
He nodded dumbly.
The little girl sighed, "Maybe you have to wait for a long time like me. Would you like to come up and sit together for a while?" She pointed to a winding path beside the mountain stream.
Only then did he realize that there was a road next to it. After hesitating for a while, he still stepped forward, stepped onto the big stone platform in three steps and two steps, and walked to her side.
The little girl looked up at him, with her shoes and socks beside her.
He frowned and asked her, "Aren't you scared sitting here?" He then looked at her shoes and socks, "Aren't you cold?"
The little girl raised her eyebrows: "Why are you more verbose than my brother?"
He was speechless for a moment.
"This height is nothing. When I was in Sujiang, I sat on a cliff much higher than this. Naturally, you can't be too restricted when enjoying the mountains." The little girl turned her eyes to the sky.
This girl is really brave. "Su Jiang? Have you been to Jiangnan?" He sat down next to her.
The little girl nodded. "Not only have I been there before, I grew up in Sujiang. I just came to Shangdu less than half a year ago."
"Really?" Not to mention Su Jiang, the farthest place he has been to since he was a child is Yuanzhou, next door to Shangdu. "I heard that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is a paradise on earth." His voice was full of yearning.
"Haven't you been there?"
He lowered his head slightly, feeling ashamed for some reason, as if it was a shame to have never been to Jiangnan.
"It's okay, there are a lot of people who have never been there." The little girl really comforted him, and then she took the initiative to introduce to him one scenic spot after another in the south of the Yangtze River, citing classics and sayings vividly.
They were dancing with joy and their eyes were shining.
And his eyes never moved away from her, yearning for every place she mentioned. "It's great, you have been to so many places and gained so much knowledge." He sighed sincerely.
The little girl said with a smile: "My man is ambitious in all directions. You will definitely have the opportunity to go in the future, and you will definitely go to more places that I have never been to."
His heart sank. The little girl in front of him was different from many other girls from official families in the capital city. She even lived a much more comfortable and brighter life than he did.
A man has ambitions in all directions. Yes, he should use his own feet to carve out a world for his future.
Seeing that the sun was about to set, the little girl stood up quickly. "It's time to go back."
He then regained consciousness and stood up, and saw that she was putting on her shoes and socks. Although the country did not pay attention to this in the defense of men and women, he felt embarrassed after all, so he turned his back and pretended to enjoy the scenery. He heard everything behind him
Suosuo's voice also heard her chuckle, but when she turned around again, the little girl had already run down alone, shouting as she ran: "Brother, I enjoyed chatting with you today. We are destined to meet again."
She ran very fast, and when he chased her, she was gone.
He was feeling disappointed. Then he thought about it, didn't this girl also come to offer incense with her family? Those who come to Fahua Temple to offer incense are either rich or noble. He hurriedly ran back to Fahua Temple and saw his mother coming out of the main hall. He
He hurried up and looked around, but he didn't see the little girl.
He asked his mother directly: "Mom, is there anyone else in the hall today who comes to offer incense and worship Buddha?"
His mother was quite surprised by his question. After thinking for a while, she said, "There are many. The eldest princess, Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Hu..."
"Did anyone bring their daughters?" he asked urgently before his mother could finish counting them one by one.
The mother glanced at him and wondered what had happened to the child today.
"Have you?" His eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Huh?" The mother was stunned for a while, but then she began to think about the question seriously: "Oh, you are asking about the daughter of Master Ling's family? Today I came with Mrs. Ling to offer incense. That girl is very charming..."
That day, he found out that she was Ling Deyan's beloved daughter, Ling Qingxi, who was eleven years old.
Later, he willingly followed his mother to attend various gatherings of ladies in the capital, but Mrs. Ling's family didn't seem keen on joining in the fun, and would not bring her daughter with her when she occasionally attended.
She knew her son better than her mother, how could his abnormal behavior be hidden from his mother's eyes. Perhaps she could see his thoughts, and her mother began to interact with Mrs. Ling more often, intentionally or unintentionally. Through this move, she also found that she and Mrs. Ling had similar temperaments.
, the exchanges increased.
He was also full of joy to be able to follow his mother in and out of the Ling Mansion, which naturally gave him more opportunities to meet and socialize with Qingxi.
When Qingxi saw him for the second time, she was also surprised and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Zeng and I are really destined."
She didn't know that this sentence of "fate" made him so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
She didn't know that her free and easy temperament, her talent with thousands of books and thousands of miles to travel, and her different insights from other girls often made him want to hide her.
However, if we say that he has communicated more with Qingxi, it is more appropriate to say that he has communicated more with Qingxi and Qingsong. Because every time they have the opportunity to get together, her talented and enviable brother will most likely be
Everyone would be present. However, he didn't mind, and he felt happy to be friends with everyone in the Ling family. He began to feel that it was a good decision for his parents to let him stay in Shangdu, and it was not necessary to achieve fame and go down in history.
He watched her grow up and become more and more refined; but she became more and more uneasy.
He knew that the elders of the two parents had tacit plans, which was what he originally wanted. But Qingxi's attitude made him more and more frustrated. Because he could clearly feel that Qingxi treated him more closely than others.
, but this attitude is no different from her treatment of Qingsong.
In the past, he could deceive himself and say it was because she was still young, but when she got haircut, the situation was still the same.
He didn't dare to ask her face to face if she had feelings for him, he was afraid of the answer.
He also tried to convince himself that it didn't matter. She treated him like an elder brother very well. As long as the two families agreed on marriage, she would not insist on objecting. She would eventually become his wife, and their relationship would naturally be harmonious, and they would stay together until old age.
, isn’t this exactly what I expected?
However, he knew that it was different.
He treats her differently than she treats him.
But he will never give up, he wants to be more perfect.
Therefore, he wanted to give her more time and he wanted to work harder.
Therefore, whenever his parents mentioned that they wanted to go to the Ling Mansion to propose marriage, he always said to wait.
It was just waiting for this that made him regretful and miserable.
What he was waiting for was a marriage edict from the emperor.
What he was waiting for was Qingxi telling him face to face that she was truly willing to marry His Highness Prince Heng.
Scenes of the past passed before his eyes, as if those things happened yesterday. He also looked at the vast land, and slowly said: "On that day, when I learned that the Holy Spirit had given me the marriage, my first thought was that I would take Qingxi with me.
