Zhang Yan was sitting alone at the table, holding her forehead in her hands, dragging her fragrant cheeks, her eyes without any sparkle, staring blankly into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Little sister, please stop trying to persuade me! I have already decided that from now on, the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng will live for the rest of his life." Hearing the sound of the door opening behind him, Zhang Yan did not look back, her face was already full of tears. Why? Why didn't I?
Meeting him? Why is God so unfair to me? Let me be his sister-in-law in name only? Since I have made the decision to live in the palace with my heart calm, why did he send him to me and let me suffer this pain?
Heartache?
"It's me..." Zhu Youcong was at a loss and didn't know what to call him.
"You?" What is he here for? I have decided to become a nun, what else is he here for? Although I still can't forget him in the nunnery, but now I really don't dare to see him again. I'm afraid, afraid of this
As soon as I saw him, I didn’t even have the courage to escape.
"Let me take a look..." Zhu Youcong wanted to slap himself a few times at this time. Why didn't he read more books before, so now he doesn't know what to say. "I heard you are leaving?"
"Yes." Zhang Yan felt that her heart was really broken, and the last trace of fantasy was shattered so ruthlessly. He was not here to keep her, he was just here to see!
"Why?" Zhu Youcong looked at that desperate pretty face and realized that his elder brother was right. This face should be filled with youth and sweetness, and it should not be like this.
"It's good that you're here!" Zhang Yan did not explain, but took out an unfinished dress from the baggage she carried with her. "I made this for you. I originally wanted to embroider it and give it to you, but I'm really shameless.
Stay any longer..." This dress is made of fine silk thread. From the first stitch, she has been dreaming of one day being able to put it on for him with her own hands. But now... "I will let it go from now on.
My sister will finish it for me!"
After saying this, Zhang Yan grabbed the baggage on the table and rushed out the door with tears streaming down her face. The crystal tears seemed to float away in the wind with her broken heart.
"Don't go!" Zhu Youcong hugged her tightly with a quick stride. At this moment, he couldn't explain his behavior. He only knew that Zhang Yan must not leave this room. Otherwise, every time he wakes up from his dream at midnight,
Everyone will think of this pretty face with eyes that are full of ecstasy; every time a shooting star passes through the stars, it will be transformed into the deep affection contained in her clear eyes.
"Why?" This was the first time that Zhang Yan was hugged by a man like this. She felt waves of electric current passing through her whole body. Her delicate body suddenly became numb and numb. Her heart beat faster and her breathing became rapid. She was wrapped in the strong man's breath, and her brain...
She was so dizzy that she couldn't think anymore. The little bit of reason she had left told her that she needed a reason, a reason to stay.
"For me, okay?" In Zhu Youcong's later generations, even the female mosquitoes found his blood unattractive, and the creatures with the opposite sex label all over the street didn't even bother to look at him. He had never encountered such a situation; in this life, he is even more so.
no experience.
"Why?" Is he pitying himself? Or did he promise someone else? I don't need his mercy or his reluctance. I just want a heart that can accommodate myself and love myself, and that's what I have left.
The only reason!
"Give me some time, give me a chance! Let me get to know you and fall in love with you!" Although we have been together for so long, Zhu Youcong always deliberately avoids it on weekdays, and even the little witch only grows up gradually.
Sentiment; it is very unrealistic for him to suddenly change and say he loves her now.
"Let go!" Zhang Yan felt the warmth coming from the hands wrapped around her delicate body. Her heart suddenly became confused, her face was hot and her heart was confused, she almost felt like suffocating, and she stopped twisting and struggling unconsciously.
"Don't let it go!" Zhu Youcong's strength has also increased. Let go? If you let go, you have to run away! Beauty, do you know that I, a fifteen-year-old little fart, is full of deceit, abduction, murder and arson?
My child, it’s very difficult to fall in love? I’m already like this, what else do you want? If you get angry, believe it or not, I’ll follow Fat Dad’s example and tie you up with my own hands?….
"Your hands..." Zhang Yan's jade cheeks were as delicate as drinking mellow wine. She was so embarrassed that her cheeks were as red as the gorgeous clouds on the horizon. She gasped and said: "You look like this, how can I let people run away?"
…”
My hand? What's wrong with my hand? Only then did Zhu Youcong have time to look at his fat hand. It's normal and grows well on me! His right hand is also in the right position to hold your waist.
Huh? Why is the left hand holding it wrong? No wonder it felt a little strange just now. It was soft, warm, and...
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Zhu Youcong quickly retracted his claws, but didn't know where to put them. He rubbed his hands and apologized again and again.
"No wonder my sister often says that you are a slut..." Zhang Yan's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and muttered softly. But the feeling in her body betrayed her. She was really happy to be hugged by him like that just now.
, it felt like being in the clouds for a while.
Is there such a scoundrel like me? Wasn't I too anxious just now, afraid that you would run away? Looking at her shy but still tear-stained face, Zhu Youcong suddenly had an impulse and stretched out his arms...
Zhang Yan was held in his arms. Facing the one she loved, she couldn't help but feel shy and anxious. She struggled in his arms, "Don't... you, let me go..." She was so ashamed that she even turned white.
The roots of his neck were covered in patches of crimson.
"Don't move!" Zhu Youcong tightened his arms domineeringly and gently wiped away the tears on Zhang Yan's face. "Don't leave, I will be sad."
"Yeah." Zhang Yan felt it quietly, her heart was fluttering, and her soul was so drunk. For the sake of his beloved woman, Venerable Ananda was willing to transform into a stone bridge and be blown by the wind for five hundred years.
Under the sun and rain for five hundred years, I just want her to pass by on the bridge. Even if he has never given me a promise, or even if he no longer loves me in the future, the most precious thing in the world is not 'cannot get' or 'lost'
, but the happiness that I can grasp now. I am very satisfied with this moment.
"This dress..." Zhu Youcong looked at the dense stitches and exquisite embroidery work on it. One can imagine how much thought she put into it.
"Come back!" Zhang Yan blushed, pulled it over, hugged her tightly, and murmured: "For every stitch, I will recite the mantra of annihilating the karma, and for every stitch, I will recite a verse of "Huayan"
"Sutra". Now I have embroidered 3,600 stitches and used 208 threads. I know what you are going to do in the future, and I will not stop you; but I hope to use my sincerity to impress the Buddha and eliminate it for you.
All sins must be repaid..."
Three thousand six hundred mantras and two hundred and eight paragraphs of the Heart Sutra! Zhu Youcong was moved beyond words. He never imagined that just a piece of clothing would have such deep love for her. He could still bear to see her cry.
Is there any reason not to love this woman who is eight years older than him?
"Brother Ji, will sister leave this time?" Ning Meng asked hopefully, looking at the door in the distance that had not been opened for a long time.
"Haha, no, I will definitely not leave again!" Zhu Qiji felt that this big stone in his heart could finally be let go. From now on, he would devote all his energy to the research institute. He said silently in his heart: "Brother Cong, you
Don’t let her suffer any further injustice!”
"Great!" Ning Meng was excited. Her third wish - to marry her sister together could finally come true!
"Your Majesty, it seems we have to prepare for Cong'er's wedding ceremony!" Princess Yao came to the small courtyard at some time and looked at the smiling Prince Fu next to her. A few days ago, the prince took out the letter conferring Zhang Yan as Zhu.
When Cong revealed his wife's secret decree, she simply couldn't believe that the original emperor would be so doting on her son; but when all this really happened, she couldn't help but have any doubts anymore.
"Get ready! Get ready! Of course you have to prepare well!" King Fu was already grinning from ear to ear. This matter must be done in a lively manner. When the time comes, there will be 10,000 flowing tables outside Luoyang City to celebrate them!
There are also those princes in Henan who are inextricably related to our family. They have to be secretly invited over. Let's meet together and let them envy us for having such a precious son!
"Our Cong'er family is blessed with deep blessings. Now the two most beautiful women in the Ming Dynasty have ended up in my family!" Concubine Zou also looked happy. She didn't know about the love ladder in future generations. But in her opinion
The age gap is nothing, Zhang Yan can keep the clouds clear and see the moonlight, and the person she loves can finally get married, which is the greatest happiness for a woman!
ps: There was indeed a virgin queen in history, and she also faked her pregnancy to protect her concubines. Of course, she was not Emperor Tianqi’s Empress Xiao Aizhai, but Emperor Hui of Han Dynasty Liu Ying’s Xiaohui who was revered as the Goddess of Flowers.