Crown Jewels

Chapter 1 An Absurd Dream

The sky was gloomy and gloomy, and the heavy rain was falling slowly.

The young man pulled the woman into the eaves, his thin shoulders shielded her from the cold wind outside, but his eyes were full of sincerity and joy.

"Orb—"

The young man carefully took it out of his pocket, and after two nights of pondering, he came up with the marriage letter he Song Yan wrote to Gu Baozhu, as if he was holding his whole heart, and handed it to the woman in front of him expectantly.

Gu Baozhu took the rice paper, and his gaze stayed on the red seal for a while, but his expression was calm, without the joy and response that the boy imagined.

Her attitude is too cold, which makes people panic.

The strong wind and heavy rain hit the young man's back cracklingly. The young man stubbornly looked at the woman in front of him and forced himself to loosen his tight lips.

Gu Baozhu looked away, looked at the rain curtain outside the sky, and wrote lightly:

"Song Yan, let me tell you something."

The woman's eyes were slightly raised, and her red lips were pursed lightly, "I found out that I don't like you anymore."

Her words could instantly crush the expectation and pride on the young man's face. Under the rain, the young man frowned, showing a somewhat hideous scar on his right cheek. He grabbed Gu Baozhu's shoulder in confusion, and said with difficulty:
"Gu Baozhu, why?"

Gu Baozhu looked at the young man, his eyes stopped on his scarred face, and there was undisguised disgust in his eyes.

She broke free from the bondage of the young man, glanced at the marriage certificate in her hand, with a mocking disdain on the corner of her mouth, under the gaze of the young man, she tore up the marriage certificate in her hand without mercy.

Even with it, it also trampled on the young man's mind.

The sound of the rain is getting heavier, the thick ink on the rice paper is smeared, and the black-blue color is shocking.

The boy's figure was slightly stiff, the corners of his mouth curled up in a bleak way, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Gu Baozhu, didn't you say that you like me too?"

Gu Baozhu's bright face was calm and indifferent, but he spit out heart-piercing words of hatred, trampling the young man's self-esteem into the mud.

"Song Yan, why do you think that you are worthy of me? You are just the son of a lowly merchant who does not seek to make progress without merit..."

Yongle Square Prince Gong's Mansion

The warm fragrance from the incense burner wafted into the bed, Gu Baozhu sat up suddenly, with a dazed expression, raised his hand to rub his sore eyes, only to find that his fingertips were stained with tears.

Gu Baozhu stared blankly at the teardrop, frowning as she thought about something, but her mind was filled with chaos.

The only thing that is certain is that she has been disturbed by this dream for a whole month, but after waking up, she can't remember even half of it.

The night is intertwined in the same sky, the light is pouring, and the moon is bright.

Xuanyifang Song Mansion

On the couch, the young man's eyes are clear, the candlelight is flickering and warm, the young man's facial features are flickering and he is quietly falling into a dream.

The moonlight is as cold as water, shining into the barren night, and the mood is broken.

The woman's red lips were slightly pursed, and she looked at the decadent man opposite, but her eyes were calm.

"Song Yan, you hurt me."

Gu Baozhu's tone was not impassioned, but he kept his eyes on the man's face, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes seemed to be filled with silent reprimand and persistence.

Song Yan's eyes were slightly red, and his eyes showed unwillingness. The two confronted each other silently because of the woman's words.

His eyes were slightly lowered, and when he saw the blue and red on the girl's white wrist, his eyes flashed, and he slowly released his strength as if he wanted to rub it for her, but the girl gently broke away.

Looking at Kong Luoluo's hand, Song Yan closed his eyes, opened his eyes again and landed on the red wedding dress on the woman, with a dazed expression as if he had pulled out the last bit of strength.

"Gu Baozhu, do you have a heart?"

"You really..."

Song Yan paused, and said with difficulty:
"That's it, you like him that much?"

"Worth it when you travel thousands of miles to go to Turkic to get married?"

After finishing speaking, Song Yan stared at the woman in front of him without blinking.

Song Yan was apprehensive but with some expectations, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if as long as she showed even the slightest reluctance, he would try his best to fight for her.

"Does it make sense?"

Gu Baozhu avoided the man's expecting eyes, and his eyes fell on the bright red wedding dress on her body. The corners of her red lips traced a mocking arc, and disappeared like a fleeting image.

Song Yan's eyes were lit up by the light of hope, but the next moment they were slowly dimmed by the woman's words.

The smile on his lips froze, turning into unspeakable bitterness.

"It is my own choice to marry Turkic, and I am willing..."

Gu Baozhu raised her head slowly, the corners of her lips were tense with silent stubbornness, and she paused every word.

"You know me, I never do anything I don't want to."

The woman's eyes are determined, her pupils are slightly open and full of recognition.

The corners of Song Yan's mouth were miserable, the last trace of hope disappeared in his eyes, and the corners of his lips squeezed and faded into sarcasm.

Yes, he has liked her for so long, so he naturally understands her best.

She said she never did something she didn't want to do, and she really never did it.

Her serious willfulness was the willfulness she most wanted to protect in her entire youth.

However, the answer he got at this time was so ironic.

Song Yan staggered, and finally a pale calm appeared on his face.

"it is good--"

It's as simple as pulling out all the energy, fulfilling her decision with every word, even letting go of the memories that belong to them that he can't let go.

"So Song Yan..."

The woman's tone finally brought out some waves, and the dancing candlelight made her lips not as red as usual.

In this situation, the words of blessing also seem powerless and pale.

"I hope that you will have an extraordinary life—"

Gu Baozhu's tone was slightly astringent, and he continued with downcast eyes, "The future is bright; I also hope that you..."

"In the future" get what you want, and meet the one you want the most——

that person……

Before the second half of the sentence was spoken, Song Yan was interrupted by the back of Song Yan who left decisively, and the loneliness was also resolved.

The cold moonlight streamed down on Gu Baozhu's slightly parted lips, but his eyes and nose were covered in the dark night, dim and unclear.

The next day, the sound of festive suona spread throughout Yongle Square, making it noisy and lively.

The woman in the phoenix coronet and Xiapei was slender, and was led by Xi Niang into the wedding sedan chair slowly.

Song Yan, who was leaning against the corner across the street, didn't get up slowly until the familiar figure disappeared from his vision, and the gorgeous red wedding sedan chair was also lifted up by the beaming bearers.

Song Yan picked up the last jar of unopened wine on the ground, and carefully followed the wedding sedan chair through the crowd to send her out of the city gate.

Surrounded by the hustle and bustle of festivities, only his eyes are black and blue, his back looks lonely like his own, calm and lonely...

In the first year of Taichang, the female emperor Gu Jun came to the throne, unifying the chaos of the former Shu, establishing the country as Yan, and setting the capital at Lin'an.

The new king succeeded to the throne, developed farmland, repaired water conservancy, encouraged industry and commerce, rectified the military and military, and promoted women's rule.

In the following ten years, the status of women has been steadily improved, and women can enter official schools in academies, and those who have both ability and political integrity can also be elected as officials.

In the 27th year of Taichang, the weather was smooth and the weather was smooth, the country was prosperous and the people were prosperous. The female emperor Gu Jun allocated money to the Huangu Academy and officially established a women's school in Mingluntang.

……

"My lord, my lord? It's three o'clock, don't miss the hour—"

The man on the couch slowly opened his eyes, and the black pupils reflected a little bit of broken sadness and a little bit of empty confusion.

After a while, Song Yan suddenly got up and sat down on the bed, pinching the center of his brows irritably, seeing the black and blue under his eyes, he lifted the herbal tea on the table, and poured all the herbal tea into his throat with an unhappy expression.

Chen Ping glanced anxiously at his young master, and said cautiously:
"Young Master, is this a nightmare again?"

(End of this chapter)