Yun Qian raised his eyes slightly and said, "Let's treat it as a deal. Today, I will cut off this peach blossom for the Crown Prince. Tomorrow, the Crown Prince will give me ten handsome and talented men for me to choose from. How about that?"
Chu Yuanzhou blinked and said, "It sounds like I'm at a loss for asking me to give my wife a man. Qianqian, are you really challenging my limits? Are you asking me to cuckold myself?"
Yun Qian raised his eyebrows, but he added: "If Qianqian believes in my vision, man, I can choose a lot of cuckolds for Qianqian. I will never wear one for myself."
As soon as the Snow Mountain Saint arrived, both the Queen Mother and the Empress greeted her. She bowed gracefully. The Empress had already helped her up and asked her to take a seat. She glanced slightly and saw Chu Yuanzhou shaving.
Yun Qian's nose, and then saw Yun Qian pinching his nose, and then saw the two of them laughing and talking as if there was no one around.
Her expression was as usual, but her eyes covered by the ribbon were full of darkness. At that moment, she slowly walked up to Chu Yuanzhou and said, "Yuanzhou, long time no see, how are you lately?"
Her voice is also very beautiful, like pearls falling on a jade plate and silver bells gently moving.
Her tone was also full of concern, so gentle and soft that it seemed to pull people's heartstrings.
Yun Qian has seen many women, but he has never seen one like the Snow Mountain Holy Maiden. Her every move is elegant and charming, and she is dignified and charming at the same time.
The Snow Mountain Saint walked towards Chu Yuanzhou and attracted the attention of the palace concubines nearby, but no one said anything.
Yun Qian's eyes moved slightly. Seeing the appearance of the Snow Mountain Saint, she somewhat understood why Chu Yuanzhou was tempted. With such a woman, no man in the world could escape her charm.
Chu Yuanzhou still held Yun Qian's hand, with a faint smile on his face. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up and said: "I'm sorry for the saint's concern. I'm living a very good life. I haven't seen the saint in several years."
The more vulgar people become, the less I, an ordinary person, dare to look at them."
His tone had a hint of ruffianism as usual, his eyes and brows were both indifferent, his pool-like eyes were slightly nervous before she came over, and when he saw her eyes, he
My heart has already let go.
No matter how beautiful the past years were, they have passed.
She had left a deep mark on his heart, but after all these years, it had been slowly smoothed away.
On the night of his wedding to Yun Qian, he heard that she had come to Dazhou. It was undeniable that he had an impulse to go and see her, but after arriving at Zizhu Forest, the impulse faded away.
No matter how good she is, to him she is just a dusty past, a time gone forever. It is useless to miss her, to remember her, and to see her again.
When he made up his mind to marry Yun Qian, he had already put her down.
Whether you see it or not, it doesn't matter anymore.
This was the excuse he made for himself at the time. Thinking about it now, he was still a little scared and conflicted at the time.
At that moment, what he thought of was not the alluring face of the Snow Mountain Saint, but Yun Qian's indifferent yet cunning smile.
But at this moment, he was holding Yun Qian's hand, but his heart was extremely quiet. At no time was he clearer than now, that in his heart Yun Qian was his true love.
To him, the saint of the snow-capped mountains is just a flower of yesterday, melting snow in winter.
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