At some point, Yinye walked back to Zhenliang and said softly, "Are you curious about why my husband is blurry?"
Zhenliang smiled slightly and nodded.
Yinye stretched out a hand and gently touched the snowman's cheek, explaining, "He is the man of my dreams. He exists in this world, but I have never seen it clearly."
Hearing this, Zhen Liang was stunned. Could it be that Yin Ye loves a legendary real person?
"We only met once. When we met, we couldn't see our fingers."
After finishing his words, Yinye took a deep breath, stared at the snowman's face steadily, suddenly blinked, stretched out his arms and carefully hugged the snowman.
Zhenliang unconsciously took a step back, leaving more space for Silver Leaf and Snowman.
Yinye's face leaned against the snowman's chest in a nonchalant manner, and he slowly closed his eyes. His back was filled with a long feeling of loneliness and melancholy, as if full of longing for the man in the distance.
Zhenliang's expression was blank, because she had never seen a living person embrace such an affectionate embrace with a snowman. It was as if the two of them had become one, and it was hard to tell which one was the human and which one was the snowman. It was as if the silver leaves had already melted.
Infected the snowman with life.
The light pink silver leaves and the snowy white snowmen quietly give each other warmth. Although this scene makes people cry inexplicably, it is so beautiful.
Zhenliang walked back to her snowman, stretched out her hand to touch the snowman's cheek, and lamented that in this snowman-building competition, she should have lost to Ginye in terms of expressiveness, and she was convinced that she lost.
Perhaps in Yinye's heart, there has long been hidden a wishful man who no one can replace. Although she has never seen his face, she still loves him deeply and silently casts her longing for the man on the snowman. At this moment, she
She created him as a snowman with her own hands and heart, and when she saw the thing and missed him, she finally couldn't help but burst out the long-hidden deep feelings.
Comparing herself with Yinye, Zhenliang didn't know whether she should feel ashamed or reflect. She had always felt that she loved Fang Lin very much, but now looking at Snowman, either her love for Fang Lin was not deep enough, or her love for him was not true enough.
, so it loses to Silver Leaf in terms of realism.
One spirit is present but the form is unclear, while the other form is clear and the spirit is absent. It is clear at a glance who wins and who loses.
While Zhenliang was stunned, Tie Ye, Tong Ye and Jin Ye had finished their snowmen and walked behind her snowman together, with excitement written all over their faces.
In the eyes of these three people, Concubine Liang's wishful husband must have been within their expectations. Who else could it be if he wasn't the emperor?
The emperor favors Concubine Liang every night. Not to mention the emperor's love for Concubine Liang, but Concubine Liang's love for the emperor. There must be no other man who can replace her, right?
Even if Concubine Liang's ideal husband is not the emperor, Concubine Liang shouldn't have other men in this palace, right? If Concubine Liang has other men and this matter reaches the ears of the emperor, it will cause trouble.
.
But as a result, none of the three people expected that not only did Concubine Liang not gather the emperor, but she also gathered a handsome man in strange clothes.
Among them, Jin Ye's eyes were the widest, with disbelief written all over her face. She looked very carefully and carefully, making sure that the strangely dressed man in front of her was definitely not Wen Zhengming, nor any other man she and Liang Fei had met together.
Could it be that this man, as Concubine Liang said, does not exist in this world and is the lover of her dreams?
Confused, Jin Ye couldn't help but ask, "Empress, is this what you call a wishful man? Forgive Jin Ye for talking so much, why does he look so strange? He has no hair and is dressed in strange clothes? Look at his shoes, his neck
What kind of weird thing is that tied down there?"
While Jinye was talking, Yinye had come to his senses, slowly let go of the snowman, walked to a few people, and looked at the snowman built by Zhenliang with a smile on his face.
Zhenliang pouted and looked at the disapproving looks of these girls. She swallowed all the frustrating words that were about to admit defeat and secretly told herself that she would not eat those three bowls of snow.
"Yes, he is my rightful man. You see clearly." Zhenliang pointed at the details of the snowman's head angrily and explained, "It's not that he has no hair, but his hair is very short, which makes him look clean and neat.
Simple and clear, and what he is wearing is not a fancy dress. This is called a suit, this is called a tie, this is called a collar clip, and these are called leather shoes. In Daxin Country, there is indeed no such man, and it is impossible to have such a man.
, but somewhere, there are indeed many men dressed like this, elegant and good-looking."
Jinye has been following Ma Ryo for the longest time, and naturally knows her whereabouts the best. In her impression, Ma Ryo has never been to a place outside Daxin Country. Therefore, how could she know so clearly about the outside world of Daxin Country?
What about?
"My dear, where did you know of a man dressed like this?"
Zhenliang raised her head with a smile, looking at the vast white sky, her thoughts drifting across time and space, and then she sighed softly, "Since he is the right man, of course he is in my dream, alas, said
Get up, the possibility of finding your rightful husband is very high, but as for me, it is simply unrealistic. I am afraid that I cannot find him, not to mention in this palace, even in the entire Daxin Kingdom."
Inadvertently, Zhenliang was immersed in a touch of sadness, which made people feel sad too.
Yin Ye suddenly felt that she was not as unlucky as she originally imagined. For example, she was luckier than her mother-in-law when it came to finding a husband, because her husband could never be found, but her husband was real.
, she just couldn't find it for the time being.
Unable to bear that Zhenliang was enveloped in sadness alone, Yinye consoled him, "Empress, let's find a guard who is similar in stature to your wishful husband. Let him cut his hair short according to the appearance in the empress' dream, and then ask Tieye to give it to him."
He wears this outfit. Although the guard is not the queen's husband, he can still pretend to be her husband. Okay?"
The corner of Zhenliang's mouth twitched slightly, and he said amusedly, "How can this be done? Even you can't accept such a dress, let alone the guards? I don't like to force others to do things."
Yinye didn't believe it, "If I were a man, I would definitely be willing to sacrifice my image for my queen."
Then, Yinye turned to the other three people and said, "Are you guys?"
"If we were men, we would be willing to sacrifice our image for the sake of our empress." Jin Ye and the other three said in unison.
Yinye smiled proudly and said, "Look, there are many people who are willing to sacrifice their image for the sake of the empress."
"After all, you are not men and do not meet my requirements."
"Your Majesty, you can ask the guards. There will always be one who is willing to cooperate with you."
Zhenliang sneered, "I never expect that any man will be willing to sacrifice his image for me."
Just when the sarcastic words were being said, a gentle man's voice appeared from behind everyone, "Girls, I wonder... do I have the honor of sacrificing my image?"
