Jin Yi Kill

After nearly a month, Wang Yanqing put on her wedding dress again. The same clothes, the same place, the mood is completely different.

When she walked into the Lu Mansion wearing a phoenix crown on the day of her wedding, she felt dizzy and dizzy. She trusted Lu Heng so much and regarded him as her only family member and her lifelong trust, but Lu Heng was lying to her. All her feelings for him were based on the "second brother". The bottom crossbar was removed, and the entire pavilion collapsed.

The blow was too strong, Wang Yanqing lost all trust in Lu Heng, and the only thought was to escape. But Lu Heng forcibly restrained her when she was most impulsive and angry, and then boiled the frog in warm water, breaking her defenses little by little. She needs space, Lu Heng will give her space, she needs respect, and Lu Heng will not disturb her life at all. Lu Heng told her with actions that even if their story started with deception, his feelings for her are still true.

The two have been apart for a month, and Wang Yanqing is also thinking, is the person she likes the second brother or Lu Heng? Does she have love in the end, is she willing to marry him because someone is good to her?

If that person was not Lu Heng, but any man, would she still agree to marry him?

She struggled with pain for a month. It was not until the emperor told her what Lu Heng said that Wang Yanqing was suddenly awakened. What she liked was actually the "second brother" she saw after waking up. What he looked like, what kind of temperament he was, and how immoral he was, she took a look at him and was willing to accept it. When she agreed to propose, it was Lu Heng who wanted to marry, not her adoptive brother.

Her curiosity and admiration for the opposite **** when she was young and ignorant, and her gratitude for the upbringing of Old Master Fu, have been buried under the cliff with the snow in the eleventh year of Jiajing.

Now that she has regained her memory, even if Fu Tingzhou stands in front of her, she can face it calmly.

Wang Yanqing re-wears the phoenix crown today, which is the real willingness to put on the wedding dress. It's a pity that the phoenix crown is too heavy, and she can't wear it properly by herself. While Wang Yanqing was sitting in front of the dressing mirror and sorting her hair, Lu Heng slowly walked over from behind, took a strand of her black hair, and said sincerely, "It's so beautiful."

Wang Yanqing was accustomed to others' attention to her appearance since she was a child, but she still blushed when she heard his words: "The bun is not finished yet."

"These are all foreign ministers, so you don't have to be demanding." Lu Heng brought a plate of Heshu wine and said, "Drink the same drink together, and from now on, we will become one and never separate."

Drinking together is one of the most important symbols of a wedding. Wang Yanqing looked around and hesitated, "Are you here?"

Lu Heng had already picked up one of the cups, and he didn't care about the illegality of the venue: "It's just the two of us here, so what do you care about with those false courtesy?"

Wang Yanqing also thought about it. She didn't wear her phoenix crown yet, so she didn't need to pay much attention to drinking the wine. Wang Yanqing took the other one, went around Lu Heng's arm, and drank it very solemnly.

Wang Yanqing usually seldom drinks. A glass of strong wine made her face burn quickly and her mind became dizzy. This glass of wine is similar to water to Lu Heng. There is no reaction on his face. He supports Wang Yanqing and asks, "How is it? Are you uncomfortable?"

Wang Yanqing shook his head, tried hard to focus his eyes, and said, "It's okay, just a little dizzy."

Halo is right. Lu Heng helped Wang Yanqing to loosen the half-turned bun, cut a section of hair seriously, put it together with his own, and said, "The hair is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love. , the wedding is done."

Lu Heng knotted the two pieces of hair and put them in a delicate wooden box. He usually whispered and smiled, but now he has no expression when he looks down at the wooden box, but it makes people feel at ease. Lu Heng put away the wooden box, then supported Wang Yanqing, and said, "After closing, it's time to move on to the next item."

Wang Yanqing was still thinking about what the next item of Hejijiu would be, whether to cast a tent or dumplings for descendants? Her thoughts seemed to be very slow after drinking, and before she could understand it, her body suddenly lightened and Lu Heng carried her to the dressing table.

Wang Yanqing grabbed Lu Heng's arm subconsciously and asked, "Brother, what's the matter?"

He called his brother back again, but Lu Heng was only fortunate that he didn't call him second brother. Lu Heng gently separated her knees and said coaxingly, "Qingqing is not good again, what should you call me?"

"elder brother?"

"No, another one."

Wang Yanqing stared at him blankly with her big watery eyes. Lu Heng was not in a hurry, calmly but firmly let her think. Wang Yanqing thought about it for a long time, and finally asked cautiously, "Husband?"

"Qingqing is really good." Lu Heng was satisfied, he fondly rubbed the edge of the cut hair just now, and said in a low voice, "One more shout."

"Husband..." Wang Yanqing was in a daze, subconsciously speaking in accordance with Lu Heng's meaning. A gust of cold wind blew on her, and she realized that the petticoat was gone, and only a solemn, gorgeous but extra wide woven gold horse-face skirt was left over her legs.

Wang Yanqing suddenly remembered something, and even woke up three points from drinking. Wang Yanqing hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, why are you here..."

She didn't have time to say the rest, she bit her lip and thumped Lu Heng's shoulder angrily: "Fanglang, this is a wedding dress, let me go!"

Lu Heng felt the strength of her pounding on his shoulder, and said with relief, "It seems that you have a lot of energy. This is the best."

In the splendid red shadow, a man stood in front of the dressing table, well-dressed and tall. The edge of the dressing table is stacked with grand women's skirts, and the black and red fabric hangs down from the edge of the table, layer upon layer, dignified and luxurious. Suddenly, a restrained urging sound came to an abrupt end, the sleeves swept across the table, there was a clanging sound in the room, and the golden jade beads fell to the ground.

At the same time, Fu Tingzhou also lifted Hong Wanqing's hijab amid the roar of the crowd and drank the wine. The bitter wine entered his throat, leaving a pungent pain all the way. There was laughter all over his body, and the woman in front of him lowered her head shyly. Fu Tingzhou felt drunk for a moment. There was a double image in front of him, and he saw a person who would never appear here.

The moon shines on Kyushu, and we go our separate ways. The joys and sorrows are different when I return, the spring breeze moves the rivers and willows.

She said that she was going to leave Beijing, and that there was a difference between the two. She also said that the agreement when she was a child was not counted, but the children joked. It was Fu Tingzhou who broke their agreement first, and he had no face to keep her. Since she insisted on leaving this place of right and wrong and not disturbing her, maybe that was the last thing Fu Tingzhou could do for her.

Fu Tingzhou thought that the world is so big that no one can live without another person. He'll have a new life and a family, and he'll get used to it.

But why was his heart empty?

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When Wang Yanqing woke up the next day, it was still early. She was confused for a while when she opened her eyes. Why did the bed net look so unfamiliar? She looked to the side, and suddenly saw the red dress piled up on the ground through the gap of the bed tent.

Wang Yanqing woke up suddenly, and the memories of last night came back to his mind. Wang Yanqing looked at the calm and graceful profile sleeping beside her again, and couldn't help but feel angry.

Wang Yanqing didn't care about her physical discomfort, so she casually found a middle coat in the bed cabinet and draped it over her body, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, at least she packed her clothes before the maid came in. Not only the clothes on the ground, but also the dresser, the screen...

Simply unsightly.

Although Wang Yanqing was angry with Lu Heng and frivolous, he didn't want to wake him up, and planned to step over him quietly. But Wang Yanqing had only climbed halfway, when suddenly a hand stretched out beside her and hugged her by the waist.

Wang Yanqing was suddenly stopped and fell into Lu Heng's arms. Lu Heng closed his eyes safely, with a smile on his lips, his chest vibrated slightly, and asked, "Where are you going?"

Wang Yanqing fell asleep in chaos last night. When she woke up just now, she didn't even wear a small coat. Although she was wearing a middle coat, the lace was thick and buttoned. She leaned against Lu Heng with her skin that was half-covered and half-covered against Frost and Sai Xue. Wang Yanqing didn't dare to make a big move, and quietly broke Lu Heng's arm: "It's nothing, I'll pack up my clothes."

"Why clean up?"

Wang Yanqing was stopped by his doubtful tone, and after a while, he said, "It looks like that outside... what kind of manner does it look like to be seen by others?"

"We are married."

After listening to Wang Yanqing, he couldn't understand Lu Heng's meaning at all: "So what?"

Lu Heng felt the soft, boneless, clear water in his arms, turned her over and put her on the bed, his palms involuntarily swiped towards the ecstatic waistline: "They will accustomed."

When Wang Yanqing heard this, his face changed slightly. This beast, could it be that he wants to do similar things in the future? Wang Yanqing didn't want to get used to it at all. She wanted to get up, but as soon as she made a move, Lu Heng's hand on her waist tightened threateningly: "How dare you move?"

Wang Yanqing felt something and could only stop stiffly. After all this tossing, her middle clothes were completely spread out, and the pure white middle clothes covered her body, with a slender neck, a graceful collarbone, and snow satin-like skin vaguely visible, and her waist was pressed by a pair of arms. , the loose robe is folded with layers of folds, and below it is a pair of slender and straight legs.

Wang Yanqing's body was stiff, she quietly moved her long legs and adjusted her waist to a comfortable angle. She stared at Lu Heng's close face and asked, "What did you add to the wine last night?"

Lu Heng closed his eyes, looking at the eyelashes so long. His eyelids moved, and there was a smile in his voice: "I am in your heart, am I the one who needs to drug women?"

The most striking thing on Lu Heng's face was his eyes, which were sparkling and naturally smiling. Wang Yanqing was attracted by his eyes most of the time. Now that he has closed his eyes, it seems that there are no distractions, and he can clearly see his smooth bones, handsome eyebrows, and tall and narrow nose. It is said that people with thin lips are affectionate, and there is a faint smile on his lips. There is a feeling of being handsome, heroic, and independent.

But Wang Yanqing knew that this was an illusion, because his hand had passed through the front of her clothes, making a circle around her waist inexplicably. Wang Yanqing's legs tensed unconsciously, she gritted her teeth secretly and said, "You dare to say that you didn't do anything in the wine last night?"

"Injustice." Lu Heng smiled, his arms tightened, and he held the unbelievably soft warm jade in his arms tightly, "I just brought a glass of wine that is mellow and easy to warm up, why did I do it?"

"You deliberately?"

"I did a lot of things yesterday, which one do you mean?"

Meng Lang from last night suddenly appeared in front of Wang Yanqing's eyes, and his face turned red all of a sudden. Lu Heng didn't know where he learned those things. There were so many tricks. In the second half of yesterday, Wang Yanqing collapsed. He only begged him to go back to the bed, but he didn't. Couldn't face her vanity mirror.

Seeing Wang Yanqing biting his lip and speechless, Lu Heng chuckled, leaned over and hugged her tightly, pressing his chin deeply on her collarbone, and said, "I regretted the last time, such a beautiful dress, I didn't take it off with my own hands. Just let my dream come true."

Wang Yanqing said bitterly, "I think you are dreaming of spring."

Lu Heng smiled, finally opened his eyes, and stared at her meaningfully: "Then I hope this dream lasts a little longer."

Wang Yanqing heard the danger and said quickly, "You have to go to the Zhenfu Division later, don't make a fool of yourself."

At this time, the benefits of a high official position became apparent, and Lu Heng calmly said, "Even if I don't go, who would dare to speak of me?"

As soon as Wang Yanqing heard it, she was afraid that he would really stay here all day to make fun of her, and she would have no face to see anyone again. Wang Yanqing felt that she was about to explode. She didn't dare to move. She bit her lip and pleaded in a low voice, "Husband..."

Her voice was soft and tender, with some pitiful grievances. Even if Lu Heng wanted to continue, he couldn't really ignore it.

Lu Heng lowered his head, sucked a mark on her collarbone, and said in a hoarse voice, "Shout again."

"Husband."

Lu Heng finally understood what Wenrou Township is and is Hero Tomb. His heart was as soft as water, he bit her lip and tried to vent, and finally pressed against her forehead and said, "Wait for me to come back."

The author says:

The joys and sorrows are different when I return, the spring breeze moves the rivers and willows. ——Meng Jiao, "Yimen Snow Gifts to the Master"