Chapter seven hundred and sixty-six gave birth to a baby girl
That pink sachet quietly rolled down from your hands that had lost their warmth. Looking at it, I felt like I was back in the spring when I met you. The pink cherry blossoms in the sky fell onto your handsome face. You picked it up.
Full handfuls of cherry blossoms fell, smiling and scattering them on the green and sparkling water of the West Lake.
You said that for such beautiful flowers, the West Lake is their first and final home.
I looked out the window in despair, the cold chill penetrated my skin and bones, and I trembled and cried. The attendants who came after hearing the sound screamed and ran in confusion in the Chunling Hall.
I think I must have been very scary at that time, my face was soaked with your blood, you fell asleep deeply, but left me alone in the world.
A few months later, the South Vietnam country was still the same South Vietnam country, but the sky was no longer the same. I moved away from the painful Chunling Palace and lived on a quiet island in the middle of the West Lake.
Then, I gave birth to a beautiful and pink baby girl, named Hongyi. The water of the West Lake gently lapped at the soft earth, and Hongyi in my arms bloomed with a delicate smile.
Some blooming plum blossoms are thinly embroidered with silver thread on the satin surface. They are intricately layered and bloom more enthusiastically, adding a touch of vitality and vitality to the very light colors.
Worried that her body would be damaged by the biting cold air, Zhao Changyuan walked behind Gong Yueyue distressedly, silently moved his arms forward, and hugged Gong Yueyue's soft body.
Feeling the warmth he brought, Gong Yueyue could not help but slowly move her body towards Zhao Changyuan and lean into his arms.
Seeing her charming appearance, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but lean in gently, kiss her small earlobe, indulge in it for a moment, and then softly said: "It's so cold, if you are sick, how worried should I be."
After saying that, he lightly touched Gong Yueyue's slightly cool earlobe with his lips, breathed gently, and wrapped his generous hands around her graceful waist, restlessly exploring her body.
"Well..." Gong Yueyue gently broke away from Zhao Changyuan's arms, and wrapped her arms around his neck delicately. Her long and beautiful eyes bloomed with clear light, her thin red lips were slightly opened, and her fingers were as sharp as onion tubes.
He lightly tapped the tip of Zhao Changyuan's nose and said coquettishly: "I thought that Lin'an is located in the south of the Yangtze River and there is no snow in winter. Who knew that white snow fell overnight, and it was on the broken bridge. As early as in Luoyang, I heard about the remaining snow on the broken bridge.
The beautiful scenery, just let me stay a little longer."
Seeing Gong Yueyue's fairy-like lotus cheeks shining with crystal light in the snowy night, the yellow light from the bright glazed palace lanterns made her skin look like snow.
Unable to bear the throbbing in his heart, Zhao Changyuan leaned forward and wanted to kiss her warm red lips, but unexpectedly Gong Yueyue stepped back, and his kiss fell in the air as heavy as ink.
Qing Cong smiled, Gong Yueyue's smiling eyes curved, her slender eyelashes lowered in a light posture, her dark pupils reflected Zhao Changyuan's lost look, Gong Yueyue slowed down her smile, and gently approached his solid chest.
In the glittering white snow, the rich pearls embroidered on a pair of beautiful parrot satin shoes swayed slightly with the tiptoes. Staring deeply into his pure eyes, an undercurrent surged in Gong Yueyue's heart for just a moment.
, she kissed his lips gently.
Zhao Changyuan's hands hugged Gong Yueyue's delicate shoulders tightly, feeling the fragrance secretly flowing from his lips. At that moment, he hugged her tighter, as if he wanted to embed her into his own flesh and blood.
The pure white snow fell quietly on the delicate and compact Lin'an City, and silently covered a broken bridge over time.
Leaning meekly on Zhao Changyuan's strong shoulders, watching the gentle snowflakes falling from the sky, Gong Yueyue quietly evoked a soft smile on her lips, "It's so good, the snow is good, the scenery is good, and the people are
, that’s fine.”
Breathing lightly and watching the gentle dance of the heat in the snowy night, Gong Yueyue quietly closed her bright eyes.
"Changyuan, I remember that in the Legend of White Snake, Xu Xian and White Snake met on a broken bridge on a drizzling rainy day. I always couldn't understand why they who fell in love at the beginning could not get rid of separation in the end.
The ending. The man’s indifference is really heartbreaking.”
As she spoke, Gong Yueyue gazed quietly at the Baochu Mountain with the mist shining on the other side. Her clear eyes flicked past the Baochu Pagoda standing quietly among the Baochu Mountains, and she smiled softly, "Changyuan, broken bridge, broken bridge
, a hyphenated word actually makes people feel sad for no reason. Can snow, can, can, this scenery is beautiful, but it always makes me feel unbearable sadness."
"Changyuan, tell me, will we be separated one day?" Gong Yueyue Qingyue's voice echoed sadly in Zhao Changyuan's ears.
In a moment of anxiety, Zhao Changyuan used a lot of force to pull Gong Yueyue's body over, looked deeply into Gong Yueyue's dark pupils with his deep eyes, and said firmly: "The nonsense you said earlier, I took it for you that you have a delicate mind.
It is inevitable to think about some sad and sad thoughts, so I let you talk nonsense according to your temper. But with this last sentence, I can no longer let you think about it."
After pondering for a while, Zhao Changyuan's Qingzhuo's fingers tenderly touched Gong Yueyue's bright red lips, caressing them reluctantly, and said word by word: "You and I will stay together for the rest of our lives. I don't care about your heart.
Who has lived there before, but from today on, it can only think about me and miss me. You are not allowed to think about the people around you."
Seeing Zhao Changyuan, who had always been gentle and affectionate, showing a different expression of anxiety and solemnity than usual, Gong Yueyue suddenly felt that his whole heart was being burned by strong flames, causing the mist of tears hidden behind his eyes to rise up in bursts.
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With a soft smile, Gong Yueyue covered her tearful eyes with her slender hands, and nodded silently: "Well, I listen to you. From now on, I love you very much, and I will never be tied down by the love of the past again."
.But, Changyuan, you also need to do the same."
Gently caressing Gong Yueyue's red eyes, Zhao Changyuan said softly: "I know you are worried, but right now, all I think about is you. I can't be with you in such a difficult situation.
To know each other and stay together is the marriage that has been written for us on the Sansheng Stone."
Just when the two were deeply in love, Bai Ji's soft voice broke the quiet time at that time, "Fourth Prince, something big happened in the East Palace. His Majesty sent an order for you to enter the palace as soon as possible. The internal officials in the palace have already
The chariot is ready and waiting."
Zhao Changyuan's expression suddenly changed as he was hugging Gong Yueyue. He turned around and looked at Bai Ji solemnly. When he saw the palace official next to the chariot, his expression was also solemn. He suddenly realized that what happened in the East Palace tonight was really unusual.
So he lowered his head and apologized to Gong Yueyue in his arms: "Yueyue, I will come back as soon as I go, and you will wait for me to come back in Gushan."
Staring at Zhao Changyuan's handsome face that was full of apology, Gong Yueyue's mood was also ups and downs, and she said softly: "Go quickly, I'll wait for you to come back." (To be continued)