Chapter seven hundred and eighty eighth talk about love
What makes Gong Yueyue even more heartbroken is Zhao Changyuan's reaction on this matter, "Yueyue, don't talk nonsense anymore! How could the queen mother do such a thing to you!"
In the bright yellow candlelight, Zhao Changyuan's former gentle look disappeared, leaving Gong Yueyue with his indifferent figure and frowning brows.
Pulling the jade-white plum blossom curtain, the tears accumulated in Gong Yueyue's long and beautiful eyes finally fell silently, and she softly sat down on the bed, staring out of the window with tearful eyes, her eyebrows crescent, and she burst into tears.
Beyond the reddish eyes, warmth fell on Gong Yueyue's jade-white fingers.
With a soft "squeak" sound, a woman slowly walked into Chengxin Hall, gently lifted the curtain that filtered out the morning light, and said softly: "Queen, seeing that the last figure of spring is about to pass away in Lin'an City, you
Why not cherish it?"
Gazing calmly at the woman's familiar face, Gong Yueyue said calmly and without expression: "Bu Niang, you should stay by his side. This kind of spring is the time for you to dance to your heart's content."
Looking at her pale face, Bu Niang's clear eyes flashed with pity for a moment, and she said painfully: "You just had a small quarrel with him. Is it worth it to put yourself in such trouble?"
Sighing softly, Bu Niang chuckled and said steadily: "Like me, I know he doesn't love me, but I still stay by his side. As long as he shows me a happy face, I can't restrain myself with joy. And you,
You obviously have so much love from him, why don’t you know how to cherish it!?”
Gong Yueyue's face was still pale, and she whispered: "He loves me!? How can he love me!? He doesn't even want to believe my words. How can a man who doesn't trust me talk about deep love!? Just like Hang Wei,
He once loved her deeply, but now he abandons her like worn out shoes! Every time I think about this matter, I feel like a lump in my throat, Bu Niang, you don't understand me, just like I don't understand your deep love for him."
Turning around slowly, Gong Yueyue avoided Bu Niang's eyes and said softly: "The state affairs are heavy, just stay with him and don't come to Chengxin Palace again."
Staring at Gong Yueyue's resolute figure, Bu Niang also had a trace of regret on her face, sighed softly, and slowly left along the way she came.
However, now... putting down the memorial in his hand, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Spring left in a hurry in the dark sadness, and the sunshine became more and more intense day by day. Looking at the bright sunshine as thin as a veil outside the palace, Zhao Changyuan gently stepped out of the announcement room where he was reviewing the excerpts, and walked steadily toward Yuhua.
Walk deep into the garden.
Zhao Changyuan's heavy eyes were suddenly awakened by the lush green plants in the garden. The large double-petaled white gardenias were blooming at the right time, emitting a wave of fragrance that seemed to be there yet, just like the twists and turns of the garden pavilion, the smell was
I got it but can't find the source of this fragrance.
In the summer morning, even the air seems to be covered with a layer of mist, lightly filled with a gentle and dense atmosphere. The small water lilies in the blue and white water tank at the foot of the courtyard seem to have just woken up from a dream, and the lavender petals are so beautiful.
I felt pity for the people when I saw them. Occasionally a few small fish shuttled among them, which added a lot of fun.
Planted next to the vat is Yangfei tea, which prefers shade. The pink camellias are as red as the clouds under the sunlight, as charming as the cheeks of a beauty.
"Ying'er, push me up quickly." A girl's voice broke the thick morning silence in the Royal Flower Garden. "Second Miss, please slow down." A maid in a pink lotus palace dress stumbled and followed her.
behind the girl.
Hearing this clear and sweet sound, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but feel his thoughts. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl climbing onto the swing beside the Lotus Pond as light as a swallow.
This swing is made of hemp rope. In order to cover up the heavy color of the hemp rope, the careful palace craftsmen specially embedded a layer of soil in the base of the swing, and then placed the seeds of Fangzhi wisteria in it. After a certain period of time, the wisteria will follow the
The rope grows straight in the direction, winding around the hemp rope in circles. At a glance, it is hard to tell which is the vine and which is the rope. It only looks like it is growing from a tree.
The craftsman's thoughts are really meticulous. Looking at the girl on the swing, I saw that she was wearing a lake green thin gauze dress, with a moon white water-painted rose pattern skirt underneath, a simple butterfly bun, and her hair was slanted.
Insert a gilt hairpin with beads.
As the swing swayed back and forth, her thin clothes also flowed in the air with the direction of the wind, like a small bird soaring in the sky.
Looking at the graceful figure of the girl in the sky, a long-lost smile suddenly appeared in Zhao Changyuan's heart, which had been depressed for a long time. He didn't pay attention to his feet. He only heard a "meow" cry, and a fat black cat ran towards her.
The direction of the girl.
Startled by the cry of the black cat, the girl's pretty face couldn't help but glance in the direction where Zhao Changyuan was standing. As soon as her soft eyes fell on Zhao Changyuan's face, she said happily: "Brother-in-law!"
Only then did Zhao Changyuan clearly see the face of the girl on the swing. A smile appeared on his lips unconsciously, and he said loudly: "It turns out it's Sister Yin who is swinging on the swing!"
As she spoke, Gong Yin slowly got up and down from the swing to the ground. She gently lifted up a few strands of black hair that fell to her cheeks. She walked slowly towards Zhao Changyuan, smiled brightly, and said cheerfully: "I didn't expect to meet my brother-in-law here."
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Gong Yin, this smiling flower, was as delicate and beautiful as a flaming rose that bloomed in full bloom in summer. It carved a deep mark on Zhao Changyuan's soft heart. He couldn't help but be stunned and just stared blankly at the two sweet dimples on Gong Yin's snow-white face.
Pear dimple, I am speechless.
Feeling Zhao Changyuan's burning gaze, Gong Yin immediately blushed with embarrassment, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she boldly raised the tail of her eyes, and her big deer eyes stared affectionately at Zhao Changyuan's fair and handsome face.
face.
For a moment, Gong Yin gently gathered up her skirt that was trailing to the floor, and walked slowly to Zhao Changyuan. A faint fragrance of ice flakes entered the tip of Gong Yin's nose as the distance got closer.
Her cherry lips pressed against Zhao Changyuan's warm cheek, and with a gentle kiss, Gong Yin suddenly lowered his head, turned around and left quickly.
His thoughts were disturbed by her sudden kiss, and he stared blankly at Gong Yin's graceful figure leaving in a hurry. Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but put his hand on the place where Gong Yin's kiss stayed. It seemed to still have the slightest warmth, just like her young girl.
His thoughts are equally endearing.
Suddenly, Gong Yueyue's pale face appeared in Zhao Changyuan's mind, as well as the teardrops hanging on her small chin. He sighed softly and said: "What's wrong with me, Yueyue, please hurry up."
Get well."
In the bright and transparent Tai Chi Palace, Gong Yin was leaning against a huge Nanzhao sycamore tree with her chin in her hands. Her big eyes showed the shyness of a daughter. She thought for a while, and she suddenly
He smiled to himself again.
Standing distantly under the dripping eaves of Tai Chi Palace, teasing the fluffy black cat in her arms, a deep smile suddenly appeared on Empress Dowager Wu's lips, and she said slowly: "Ying'er, are you telling the truth?" (Unfinished)