Looking into Rong Yu's firm eyes, Zhuge Mingkong nodded in agreement completely involuntarily.
After that, Zhuge Mingkong told Rong Yu everything he knew. Even foreign languages, Zhuge Mingkong did not let go.
The relationship between Rong Yu and her was much better than before, and the way he looked at her became much gentler. And, gradually, there was a smile on his face.
To be honest, the first time she saw Rong Yuxiao, she was stunned.
Among the dancing peach blossoms, the boy in white has warm eyes and a smile on his lips. His beautiful face is set against the peach blossoms.
The peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red.
It was the spring a year after Rong Yu came to their home. She would always remember the boy who smiled at her in the beautiful scenery with the peach blossoms flying.
At that time, the boy's lips opened and closed slightly, speaking a sentence using lip language.
Zhuge Mingkong, fortunately I still have you.
At that time, Zhuge Mingkong felt very strange, his heart felt warm, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.
That year, Rong Yu was four years old and she was three.
After that, Zhuge Zhengzong and Xueying taught them martial arts. Rong Yu learned martial arts very quickly, but she was not bad either. The two often practiced boxing and kicking together, and they beat each other with scars all over their bodies.
After returning home, they slept on the same couch again, chatting about astronomy, geography, poetry and songs, and everything else.
It was another quiet half year. In winter, Zhuge Zhengzong took them to live in the Plum Garden. In the Plum Garden, there were many types of plum blossoms. Zhuge Zhengzong and Xueying went to appreciate the white plums, while Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu went to the red plum garden.
In the plum garden, among the white snow, the red plum blossoms bloom, and the branches stand proud of the snow, which looks particularly beautiful.
"Rong Yu, I've wanted to ask you for a long time, why have you ignored me these past few days?" Zhuge Mingkong asked when there were only two of them.
Rong Yujing looked at her, his eyes a little deep, then he approached her and pushed her down on the snow.
Before Zhuge Mingkong realized what was going on, Rong Yu pressed on her body, gently caressed her face with his hand, and recited the words "Feng Qiu Huang" in a warm voice.
"There is a beautiful woman here. I will never forget her when I see her."
Not seeing you for a day makes me miss you like crazy.
The phoenix is soaring, and the phoenix is begging for it from all over the world.
Unfortunately, the beautiful lady is not on the east wall.
Use the qin to express your words, and chat with your heart.
When will I see Xu Xi? It comforts my hesitation.
May your words be worthy of your virtue, and join hands to support each other.
If I can't fly, I will perish."
Suddenly, Zhuge Mingkong's eyes widened, he looked at Rong Yu, and said at a loss: "You, you, you, you..."
"What? You stuttered when you heard my confession." Rong Yu looked at her, the corners of his lips raised, and in the white snow, his smile was pure and beautiful, clean and flawless.
"No...no, you know I'm not young anymore." Zhuge Mingkong really didn't know what Rong Yu was thinking. There was a big age gap between them.
"But you are only three years old on the surface!" Rong Yu smiled, then he leaned over and kissed her lips.
Zhuge Minggong's eyes opened even wider. When she fed him with her mouth before, she didn't feel anything, but now when Rong Yu kissed her, she felt so strange.
Soon, Rong Yu's lips left hers, and then he smiled and said, "It's sour, like sour plums."
"Your mouth is like a sour plum!" Zhuge Mingkong retorted, whose lips are like a sour plum?
"Okay, I'm like a sour plum, and so are you." Rong Yu said gently, his words seemed to coax her.
Zhuge Mingkong suddenly felt strange. She was in her twenties, how could she act like a four-year-old child?
However, this four-year-old child is no ordinary child.
At this time, Rong Yu held her hand, kissed it, and said, "Zhuge Mingkong, I like you, do you like me?"
Rong Yu's words stunned Zhuge Mingkong. How could it be strange for a four-year-old child to confess his love?
Seeing her silence, a trace of disappointment flashed across Rong Yu's eyes. Then he got up from her and reached out to pull her.
The two stood up, and Rong Yu said: "Let's go inside and have a look."
"Yeah." Zhuge Mingkong responded.
Rong Yu walked in front of her, holding her hand tightly. The four-year-old child's hands were small, but they gave her a very stable feeling.
Suddenly, she stopped, and Rong Yu also stopped. He looked at her and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Ten years later, when the red plum blossoms bloom, we will get married."
Rong Yu looked at her with wide eyes, a trace of indescribable joy flashing across his eyes. Then he hugged her and said happily: "Okay."
After saying this, Zhuge Mingkong immediately felt that something was wrong. For the sake of rhyme, the time she spoke was a bit short. Ten years later, she would only be thirteen years old and a child. But seeing Rong Yu so happy, she didn't say anything else.
After that, another two years passed, when she was five years old and Rong Yu was six years old.
This year, Rong Yu took part in the imperial examination, and at the age of six, he became the number one civil and military scholar of the dynasty, with an official rank of fifth rank. His astonishing talent shocked the world.
And he also has his own mansion and can no longer live in Wenhou Mansion. Because of his status, no one knows that he has lived in Wenhou Mansion for four years.
However, after Rong Yu got his own mansion, he still went to her room every night and slept on the same bed with her.
When he was seven years old, Rong Yu led the army on an expedition. Zhuge Mingkong put on a mask to accompany him. Although Rong Yu won the first battle when he led the army, many soldiers died. Rong Yu was extremely conceited at the time.
I was on top of the city wall and didn't want to leave for a long time.
It was not until Zhuge Mingkong arrived that Rong Yu felt better. After a sleepless night, he stood on the city wall again, looking at the dead soldiers, and his heart became increasingly heavy.
When Zhuge Mingkong went to look for him again, Rong Yu hugged her helplessly and murmured in a low voice.
"Mingkong, I killed many people." There was an indescribable fear in his voice.
"War is ruthless, and it was not you who caused it." Zhuge Mingkong patted his back, his tone extremely gentle.
"However, I can't forget this scene of a river of blood."
"Then don't forget, always remember, as a warning, you will get better and better in the future."
"Okay!" Rong Yu hugged her tightly, and after a long silence, he asked, "Zhuge Mingkong, we want to be together and stay together for the rest of our lives."
"Of course, only you know everything about me." Zhuge Mingkong also hugged Rong Yu tightly, trying to use his body to calm his heart a little.
In every subsequent war, Rong Yu would try his best to minimize death.
Because he was victorious in every battle, he was revered as the God of War.
That year, Rong Yu was nine years old and Zhuge Mingkong was eight years old.
In the same year, Concubine Ying died. Because Concubine Ying had some friendship with her father, he asked Zhuge Mingkong to help Ye Tianci secretly. Seeing the decadent Ye Tianci, Zhuge Ming was very angry. When Rong Yu was in so much pain, he could not help her at most.
How can a human being be so decadent?
On the balcony in Beidixun, she caught Ye Tianci and forced him to play a game of chess with her. That game caused Ye Tianci to lose miserably, and she told him that my fate was up to me.
After that, she would go to the North to live for a month every six months to teach Ye Tianci how to govern the country and train soldiers. She had talked about these with Rong Yu countless times, so she was very comfortable teaching people without any obstacles.
At the same time, her mother taught her spiritual arts, and she became very good at it. In order to help Rong Yu, she looked for people suitable for practicing spiritual arts everywhere, and founded Fu Sheng Yi Lun under the name of Fu Meng.
When Rong Yu was ten years old, she was granted the title of King and Prime Minister. She was also the youngest prince with a foreign surname in history. At that time, she caused a sensation in the four countries and attracted the attention of countless people. At the same time, she met Yue Hua Feng Feitian, because
Due to Yuehua's special physique, Zhuge Mingkong began to teach her spiritual skills, allowing her to take care of Fusheng for him sometimes.
She built Prince Anling's palace according to her own preferences. Back then, she always used the name Fu Meng to accompany Rong Yu. Others also thought that Rong Yu's confidante was Fu Meng. In order to prevent Rong Yu's true identity from
After his identity was known, Zhuge Zhengzong found the so-called Rong Yu's relatives and moved into the Anling Prince's Mansion.
After being named Queen of Anling, Rong Yu still went to Shuiyue Pavilion to sleep with her every night. When the two of them were bored, they built a mirror flower tower next to Shuiyue Pavilion, and the furnishings inside were all according to their designs.
Hobbies. Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu often stay in Jinghua Tower, and they stay there for a long time.
When Rong Yu was twelve years old and Zhuge Mingkong was eleven years old, Zhuge Zhengzong requested a decree for the two of them to get engaged. At that time, Rong Yu was famous and famous, and Zhuge Mingkong was crowned because he always accompanied Rong Yu.
The incident between the two of them caused a great sensation at that time.
Later, Rong Yu was poisoned by Zhuang Sheng's dream, and there was no cure. Zhuge Mingkong accompanied her day and night, and she was about to collapse. Rong Yu was afraid that after her death, Zhuge Ming would leave her alone, so she asked Yuehua to modify her.
Eleven years of memories.
Let her forget Rong Yu.
Let her forget the memories between them.
Let her forget the promise between them.
Let her forget everything between them.
Zhuge Mingkong was very weak at the time and was unable to stop it. Rong Yu lay on the bed and looked at her tenderly.
"Zhuge Mingkong, I'm sorry."
"Forget me!"
"Forget me..."
"Forget me..."
"Forget me..."
"Forget me..."
Everything was remembered. It turned out that the memory of Zhuge Mingkong she had been talking about was her own. She had always thought that she was only Zhuge Mingkong for four years, but she did not expect that she was Zhuge Mingkong.
Zhuge Mingkong from beginning to end.
Years of emotions surged over at once, and those memories were like a flood coming out of the gate, completely surrounding her.
Those laughs.
Those sweet things.
Those pains.
Those loves.
Everything turned into unspeakable emotions that slowly overflowed in her heart, and she no longer knew what to say.
It turns out that Rong Yu loved her from the beginning to the end. Unfortunately, she was still jealous of Fu Meng at that time, which was really ridiculous.
And she fell in love with Rong Yu twice, and was attracted by him both times, and fell in love with him involuntarily.
Yes, Rong Yu is always the most important in her heart.