My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave

Wei Qingtong is in the fog, what is widowed? Who is widowed?

Xu Jing'er watched the two walk away under the window, and grabbed Wei Qingtong's hand again and said, "Sister Wei, there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, why do you hang on the tree of the prince?"

Wei Qingtong: "I didn't want to hang on this tree..."

"Then forget him," Xu Jing'er said. "There are many good men in this city, don't worry, I will definitely find you a good man!"

Wei Qingtong didn't quite believe it, "A lot? Like?"

Xu Jing'er thought for a while, and said, "How about the son of the Minister of Rites? He is gentle and elegant, and his writing is brilliant. There are many women in this city who want to marry him."

Wei Qingtong asked, "Will you fight?"

Xu Jing'er: "It doesn't seem like..."

Wei Qingtong: "Then don't, the next one."

"What about General Zhao? He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child..."

"I've seen this before, it's too thin, the next one."

"The son of the Minister of Punishment? He also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he wanted to join the army and go to the North..." Xu Jing'er suddenly paused and said a little excitedly, "I heard that he didn't go to the North after that, and was with the Minister of Rites. It's about your son... No, I have to keep this one, the next one... How about my cousin? No, no, he seems to like the tofu seller on East Street..."

Wei Qingtong: "..."

They talked for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable one. Wei Qingtong was exhausted of patience, and said that if he couldn't find it, whoever wanted to marry who would marry him, he might as well go to war with her father. The frontier is so vast, why do you need to find a man in this capital?

They parted at the intersection under the teahouse and made an appointment to go to Fanhu in a few days.

Xu Jinger took a few steps, and suddenly saw Sun Fang hurriedly walking from the other side.

"Brother Sun," Xu Jing'er walked over and asked, "What happened? Why do you seem... in a hurry?"

Sun Fang said: "I have to rush back to the casino to feed the fish. I forgot to feed it yesterday, so don't let the boss find out."

"Big... big boss?" Xu Jing'er asked in confusion, "Your big boss is entrusting you with dreams again?"

"No," Sun Fang thought about it and confessed, "Actually, our boss is not dead, he came back."

"Ah?" Xu Jing'er suddenly remembered Gu Lang who had just seen him, walking with the prince... Wei Qingtong said, that was the prince's sweetheart.

Xu Jing'er twisted the handkerchief in her hand and asked cautiously, "Then he and Gu Gongzi..."

"Of course he went back to look for guard Gu," Sun Fang said with some disgust, "he can't wait to stick to others."

Xu Jing'er's heart trembled.

My God, new love, old love? Is this too cruel?

"Ah!" Murong Yan and Gu Lang, who were talking to Wei Yong in the barracks, suddenly sneezed at the same time.

Wei Yong: "..." Why do you have to sneeze together?

Murong Yan touched Gu Lang's forehead, and then touched his own forehead, and was relieved after confirming that he was not catching a cold.

He saw that Wei Yong seemed to have something to tell Gu Lang, and that the matter in the northern border was almost settled, so he found an excuse to leave the camp.

Wei Yong looked at Gu Lang and hesitated.

Gu Lang couldn't help asking: "Uncle Wei, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Lang..." Wei Yong hesitated, "Then what... I heard Qingtong say, you and the prince..."

Gu Lang knew what he was talking about and nodded calmly.

Wei Yong stood up from his chair, took a few steps back and forth, and said anxiously, "Did the prince force you? When I returned to Beijing, I heard that the prince is so masculine, don't be afraid, Uncle Wei..."

"No, he treats me very well." Gu Lang said, "Uncle Wei, I like him."

Wei Yong looked at him, was silent for a long time, and sighed: "He is the prince, you follow him, I'm afraid..." He could only hide in the East Palace, and he had to endure gossip and be ridiculed by the world.

Gu Lang said frankly: "I'm not afraid."

Seeing his firm face, Wei Yong didn't want to say anything. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you are wronged in the future, tell Uncle, Uncle will give you a head start!"

Gu Lang's lips curved slightly and said, "Okay."

Wei Yong also suppressed his emotions and turned to smile and said, "I got a good horse a few days ago, and when I saw it, I thought it was yours. Let's go, I'll show you."

When they arrived at the stable, Wei Yong asked someone to lead a jujube red horse.

Gu Lang looked at its well-proportioned body, with a square head and a broad and straight back. It was very strong and strong.

He couldn't help raising his hand to touch its long mane. The horse let out a low neigh and rubbed his head against his left shoulder.

"You have a predestined relationship when you see it," Wei Yong said with a smile, "Xiao Lang, let's ride for two laps."

Gu Lang stiffened, "I..."

Wei Yong puzzled: "What? Don't you like it?"

"No, I..." Gu Lang was embarrassed and didn't know what to say when he heard Murong Yan shout, "General Wei..."

Murong Yan came over, took Gu Lang's hand, and said to Wei Yong, "General Wei, the royal father sent someone to look for me, so we will leave first."

"Okay, walk slowly, Your Highness." Wei Yong didn't think much about it, and gave the horse to Gu Lang.

They led the horses and walked slowly. Wei Yong looked at the backs of the two horses, touched the back of their heads and muttered, "Why don't you ride the horses, you have to lead them..."

Gu Lang liked that horse very much, and he touched the neck and back of the horse along the way. Seeing Murong Yan sour, he said dissatisfiedly, "I've never seen you touch me like this."

Gu Lang's ears heated up, "What nonsense?"

Murong Yan pretended to sigh and said, "Alas, this prince is not as good as a horse..."

The horse suddenly flicked its tail and hit Murong Yan on the back.

Murong Yan: "..."

Murong Yan thought it was careless and didn't care, and heard Gu Lang suddenly whisper, "I'm going to see Zheng Yufei."

Murong Yan looked at him, clenched his hand and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Gu Lang hesitated: "You didn't say that the emperor is looking for you..."

Murong Yan put an arm around his waist, rubbed it lightly and touched it down, leaned closer to his ear and said, "I won't say that, you want to ride a horse like this for two laps? Doesn't it hurt?"

Gu Lang raised his eyes and stared at him, but before he could speak, the horse suddenly stretched out his head and arched away Murong Yan.

Murong Yan: "..."

Gu Lang looked at Murong Yan who was about to stew horse meat, and quickly said, "This is what Uncle Wei gave me, don't..."

"Don't worry, I don't know it in general," Murong Yan hugged Gu Lang again, looked at the horse, and said with a smile, "Let's make out on its back another day, let it know what love is..."

Gu Lang and Ma lifted their feet at the same time and went to kick Murong Yan.