Heartburn

In the eighth year of Yanxi, Xinsiyue Yiyou Day was the day when everything was suitable for the Sitian Supervisor, and it was also the day when I married the Fu family son. This marriage was not my wish, but it was an edict from the emperor-the holy order is hard to violate and cannot be changed.

I have my own affairs from Zongzheng Temple and the Ministry of Ritual. The human relations in the palace are arranged by Yan Ke. Therefore, besides following the actions of the emcee like a puppet, I don’t need to care about anything else.

Jiang Zhuo's figure disappeared from the morning, so she called Bing Sanyi to ask, but she took leave and went home to rest.

Knowing that she was leaving, I was even more discouraged. The whole wedding process was absent-minded. When I was walking on the red silk, I almost stumbled.

After finally getting through the part of being alone with the groom, when it came time to toast the guests, I hurriedly left the new house-it taught me that it was too depressing.

I was so heavy that I was breathless, as if I had betrayed my persistence and feelings.

The seats in the front yard were full of friends, coveted and crowded, and it was so lively that I was alone, and I became more and more unhappy.

Taking a glass of wine from the waiter, he was about to bite the bullet and step forward, but listened to the front door guard hurriedly report: "Your Majesty, the emperor is here."

——Kuang Xiqing? What is she here for?

Although she is Kwong Xihan’s sister and the initiator of this marriage, the rewards from the palace have long been moved to the treasury. As the lord of the world, she can't easily go out of the palace, so why would she condescend to come to my palace to watch the ceremony? What?

A group of warriors wearing thin guard armor "hulala" swarmed in and surrounded the huge courtyard like iron buckets. All the guests were suddenly chilled, and the previous noise was no longer there.

Sighed and put down the wine glass, I greeted the door with my clothes, bowed and saluted, and said loudly, "Welcome to the holy driver."

The rest of the attendants and the guests also knelt to the ground, and shouted in unison: "Welcome to the holy driver."

"No ceremony," the gentle and gentle female voice immediately sounded. Kwong Xiqing reached out to support me and took me into the house. She chuckled and glanced at the kneeling crowd around her, nodding slightly, looking approachable, "I'm just here to ask. Cup of wedding wine, and wait soon, Zhu Qing needn't be restrained, just as usual."

After she finished speaking, regardless of the reactions of those people, she ignored my slight struggle and almost dragged me into the inner courtyard by brute force; she held my hand tightly along the way, as if suppressing something.

Following her footsteps, I glanced at the guards who were on both sides, and then at her condensed profile. I opened my mouth. After all, I swallowed all the questions, and obediently let her take me to the end of the corridor. Quite a hidden corner, this is just enough to stop.

——In this posture, the emperor came to congratulate me. What I didn’t know was that I had committed some serious crime and wanted to be arrested and beheaded by the guard.

Secretly slandering, but didn't dare to really say it, I stroked my chest, calmed down the slightly faster heartbeat after the rush, and waited for her to speak.

For a long time, when I couldn't help but look up in surprise, I saw that she was looking down at me silently, with some obscure and complicated emotions in her eyes, which made me feel terrified.

"Emperor Sister," I took a short step back subconsciously, and then immediately controlled myself to stand still. I calmed my mind and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm just... so happy." She curled her mouth, reached out her hand to squeeze my hair, her eyes returned to her previous gentleness, but there was a sense of sadness hidden deep in her eyes, "Unconsciously, that only The silly child who will follow me behind me is about to get married... After taking in Fulang, I am afraid that he will forget me."

She spoke half jokingly and half earnestly, brushing her fingers across my hair as if she was about to touch my cheek, but she paused hesitantly just before touching it, seemingly scrupulous.

I vaguely understood something, but I was not sure of my guess. I just didn’t see her showing such a lonely look, so I put her hand on her face casually, and smiled comfortingly: "The emperor is so worried. No matter what, you are my sister. Blood is thicker than water. This will never change."

"Han..." She blinked, and suddenly withdrew her hand, before I could react, she hugged me abruptly, her arms tightly around my back, as if she was trying her best to hug everything." In your heart, am I just a sister?"

Feeling the slight trembling from her body, I felt a pain in my heart. I was going to push her hand away and put her back on her back, completing this heavy hug, but she almost muttered to herself. I asked him lightly, but I didn’t know how to answer it, so I had to pretend that I didn’t hear it.

After a long time, the guard brought by Kuang Xiqing coughed and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time for the palace to release the key."

"...I see." After a long while, Kuang Xiqing said lightly.

She slowly let go of me, her eyes were reddened, but her expression had returned to peace, as if the gaffe Kwong Xiqing had never existed.

She looked at me firmly again. She opened her mouth several times to speak, but she wanted to speak and stopped. In the end, she just smiled at me, and then turned and left without reluctance: "Go back to the palace."

Her steps were clean and neat, and she looked very free and easy, but I found that there were two transparent nails on the ground she walked on-they were broken by too much force.

Since you are so sad, why did you make a decree to give a marriage?

Is power and status really that important?

Touching his painful heart, I don't know if I am questioning Kuang Xihan or regretting her.

Soon after Kuang Xiqing left, I was surrounded by a group of guests who were already drinking. The hospitality is difficult, but I drank nearly half of a pot of wine between pushing the cup and changing the cup. In terms of my current physical fitness, it is the limit.

Winking at Bing San, who was waiting a long way away, she immediately approached wittily, and pulled away the two who clamored the most fiercely, and quickly blocked other people who wanted to pull me forward and taught me Can take advantage of the situation to get out.

While making a forgiveness, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and quickly drove into the backyard.

Simply Kwong Xihan's fame is not so bad, these guests, whether they are really drunk or pretending to be crazy, dare not do too much, so no one has followed up and made the request for the bridal chamber. They all stayed in the front yard and drank in peace. Sighed.

When I walked into the yard, I saw Yan Ke with a few guards waiting outside the new house with a smile, as if waiting for me on a special trip.

Seeing this battle, I was mostly awake from alcohol and hesitated.

She greeted me with a stride, took my hand and looked at me from top to toe. Her expression seemed joyful and sad, and finally turned into a touch of melancholy: "His Royal Highness finally married, if the first emperor spring is enlightened , I don’t know how happy it is!"

"Aunt Ke..." I couldn't bear to brush her head, so I had to smile reluctantly.

"The bridal chamber flower candles, don't take a good night, your highness, go quickly, the guests in the front yard have my own greetings, and I will not teach them the good things that disturb your highness!" patted my shoulder, Yan Ke blinked deeply. , Hurried forward.

With a few chuckles, I followed her and walked towards the new house, but my steps suddenly became heavy, as if deep in a mire, every step exhausted my strength.

Waiting to get close to the door of the new house, I held my breath, but the hand knocking on the door didn't obey, and I couldn't lift it up anyway. Maybe I still couldn't accept the "I want to marry someone other than Jiang Zhuo" subconsciously. The facts.

When tangled, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and the attendant in the companion room happily shouted into the door: "Your Highness is down!"

Teaching him such a voice, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and stepped into the door, following his guidance to the very wide bed in the middle of the bedroom.

The Fu family was dressed in a big red wedding robe. He did not cover the hipa as I thought, but only half of his face was covered with tulle, revealing a pair of gentle and moist eyes; because I sat down beside him And lowered his eyes to hide his faint shyness.

His reaction made me feel restless, and the guilt in my heart instantly surged.

Glancing at a few companion rooms with smirking faces, he solemnly ordered: "All go out."

The leader froze for a moment, choked back with auspicious words, didn't dare to make trouble, saluted everyone, and closed the door.

For a while, only the "pop" of the pair of red candles was left in the bedroom.

After sitting for a while, I had been brewing in my heart for a long time, and finally had the courage to speak: "Master Fu, this king has something to say to you."

"His Royal Highness, Nu Xiaozi Zhenzhen," he glanced at me carefully, then immediately lowered his head, "His Royal Highness, please say."

"In fact, this king has someone he likes long ago." I took a deep breath and said slowly, the corner of my eye watching his reaction.

Seeing that he was not shocked, nor jealous, he just nodded for granted, and then said: "The slave knows...Is your Royal Highness wanting to accept him as a servant? When are you going to start?"

"Although Luohua is intentional, but flowing water is ruthless, it's just my wishful thinking." Surprised by his generosity, it seemed that I was too small to hold it and couldn't put it down.

"According to your highness, the world man, who would dare not follow?" He raised his eyebrows, there seemed to be irony in his eyes, but it seemed to be pure doubt.

I shook my head, just smiled, and I didn't intend to explain to him-yeah, the world man, who would dare not follow?

It happened that the man was a woman.

"Since this is the case, why should your Highness be persistent?" He suggested unintentionally, but he showed a bit of an attitude that Mr. Masahiro should have.

"You're right, that's the case, why should I be persistent..." Following what he said, I finally made up my mind to cut off the fruitless obsession, "It's time to make a break."

I stood up and was about to go outside, he quickly stopped me: "Your Highness?"

"It's late at night, you can rest first," I added after thinking about it, "rest assured, no one can shake your status as a king. As long as you stay safe and guard yourself, this king will give you the honor you deserve."

——But, it only stops here.

My heart is very small, I can only hold one person in it, and even if she leaves, she won't accept a second person.