Qingchuan History

Chapter 289

Feng Yi is right.

On the big wedding day, no one rushed over, and no one rushed over.Even in the past few years, whenever something happened, the two of them were used to questioning, discussing, and discussing with each other immediately, sometimes just complaining.

The real so-called teammates.Xiuluan always thinks.

And Jing Tingge calmed down a lot after hearing this unconfirmed but mostly accurate message.She took a second look at the extreme but empty excitement in the city in the distance, suddenly felt sleepy, and ordered the two maids to clean up the Chenxiang Terrace and quickly returned to Stillwater Pier.

This time I fell asleep until almost dusk.

There is also a palace banquet in the evening.The bridal chamber is located in the Nuan Pavilion of Yuanlin Hall.Jingshuiwu is remote, far away from all the places in the palace, so no matter how many people come and go——

No one passes here.All the excitement is separated by Wankong Lake on the east bank.

It was almost dusk, the sky was going to be dark, Jing Tingge got up and drank tea to prepare dinner.

Seeing Feng Yi walk in with bluffing eyes again.

again.She frowned, dissatisfied with the girl's various reactions today.

"gentlemen."

"So what?"

"You go out for a while."

This is one, is it an instruction sentence?

"What?" She raised an eyebrow.

"You go out for a while. Someone is waiting."

Jing Tingge blinked, thought for a while, and finally didn't ask any more questions, took the thick dark purple cloak and put it on outside.

There was a man standing under the bare pear tree in the vestibule.Like Huo Qi.It was already dark, so he could only judge by his body shape and dress.

"how?"

Perhaps it was Murong Xun who sent him to spread the message.For the morning?

"What else can I do. When it comes to critical moments, let's say it one last time."

Jing Ting Ge was startled, the voice——

That person turned around, who is it but Murong Xun?
"You are really," she was a little dumbfounded at the moment, a person who has seen big storms, "It's about to have a palace banquet, what are you doing here at this time? And—"

He was also dressed in navy blue like ink.She looked intently, and it was clearly Huo Qi's clothes.

I didn't see him wearing that complicated and gaudy wedding dress.It's a pity.she thought to herself.

"The palace banquet is their lively place, and I'm just a display there. And I'm the king, so it's late," he glanced at the sky, "it's not too late, it hasn't started yet."

"You have to change your clothes when you go back, so you can time it right. Don't forget to reach out like you did in the morning."

Murong Xun raised his eyebrows, "You know?"

"According to the national code, it has been more than half a day since such an accident, who wouldn't know about it." She said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid that half of Qingchuan knows about it, and your father-in-law knows about it too."

"My father-in-law teaches his daughter well," he snorted lightly, "I don't stretch out my hand, but he stretches it out by himself. He smiles like a flower in a comfortable and comfortable way, and the half-way point has not come out. As a father, he should be very pleased."

"You didn't have time to reach out, although it can't explain anything, you can just find some reasons and say a few words, but,"

Why don't you reach out?Offend people for nothing.

"I want to give it to you." He knew it was "but" and didn't say anything, "I always wanted to give it to you. If you don't answer, let me give it to someone else. After all, the person has already come, whether I want to extend it or not It doesn't change the result. You are not here today, so I don't understand the atmosphere. I didn't want to stretch at that moment."

It doesn't look like it was planned.Temporary mood.Temper.Jingting Song was silent for a moment,

"If you don't stretch, I'll hold it by myself. That's the difference between her and me. You're a good queen, hold it well. No matter what Ruan Yu thinks about today's affairs," she paused, although it was out of temper, she made such a fuss It's not a bad thing, "You have to pay more attention to that man from Yuanlin Palace in the next few days, the situation will be fine."

"I know." Murong Xun said, "Do you remember what I told you just now?"

Jing Tingge blinked, "What are you talking about?"

"If you reach out."

Blink again, "Remember what?"

"Remember I wanted to give it to you. I didn't give it to anyone else in the end."

Jing Ting Ge stopped halfway.For many years, the will, emotions, cold and warm, hard and soft, abandonment and not looking back, all stopped halfway.

She let go of all of that for a split second.For a moment, he picked it up again.

"What did you say earlier when you are at a critical moment, what is it?" She didn't react much, without any expression, and just let it go.

"This is it."

Can't make it through.

"Today, I have a big wedding and a wife, and I have so many thoughts on my mind." He paused, as if omitting many words in the middle, "In short, it is something that cannot be turned back. I will tell you the whole thing again. Seeing you, I decided to wait for you two years later, and I have been waiting for you for the next three years until now."

until now.Does that mean you won't wait anymore after this moment?Jing Tingge thought about it, suddenly felt that it was absurd, and continued to listen to him.

"I don't know what will happen in the future. But my father once told me that getting married is one of the most important events in life, and it will determine a person's future to a large extent from then on. It's true. As for whether the king is right or not," he paused again, "maybe it's different. After all, my father didn't care for me back then. Whether it's the same or not, I don't have the opportunity to be disciplined like this. But Jing Ting Ge,"

"Without you, my road ahead would not have been the same. I would not have today, nor at this moment when you and I are standing under this pear tree." He looked up to see the dead branches in winter, and there was no beauty at all. As in other situations."

As if consciously hypocritical, he sneered again, "That's all. You choose your way, and I have to go mine. I stayed up all night last night, just thinking, it's not that I haven't worked hard and done nothing in the past 23 years, but always It’s a little bit worse. That point, whether you say it’s ambition, determination, or action, I’m just such a person, I can’t reach the extreme in everything, unlike Murong Lin. Father doesn’t care about me, it’s really wise.”

Jing Tingge had never heard him speak so many words in one breath, and he was sincere, well-organized, and inexplicably contagious.Perhaps this is the case with the young Mu Wang who was fond of singing and dancing and liked to comment on beauties in the past?
Five years is a long time, and the initial impression has faded.The person in front of him was already 23 years old. 23 years old, never married, waiting for her.

"But you have become that point. My ambition, decision-making ability, and ability to act have been complemented by you, and even surpassed by a lot. Jingting Song," as if omitting a lot of words again,
"Thank you."

This thank you is really like saying goodbye.It's just a thank you, how could it sound like goodbye?
She couldn't figure it out.The evening is gone, there are no pear blossoms under the moon, the dark and empty Wankong Lake has long been frozen, and the music of the qin and the music are brewing from the far side of the country's dry air all year round——

I can't hear it clearly, but it seems to be "Clouds and Waters".

And Murong Xun had already left for more than half an hour.

At this moment, it should be in the middle of those zither music.Dressed in wedding attire, with staggered cups of wine, mandarin ducks on the Green Pu, and emerald screens.

What kind of "Clouds and Waters" will be played at the wedding banquet.she thought again.When playing "You Feng Lai Yi" or "Guan Ju".

The ice lit up.It is the moonlight and the ground lamp that stretches along the lakeside path.It was like this every night, but tonight was extraordinarily bright, and Jing Tingge was afraid of the cold, and hadn't stood outside like this on a winter night for a long time.

Thousands of miles away, Ruan Xueyin was also standing under the moon at Mingguang Terrace of Qi Palace, wearing a crimson quilted cloak.The director of the production office tried to please her, and for more than a month, he gave her all kinds of things, such as lake-colored skirts, white jade articles, simple but precious and exquisite jewelry, and several crimson cloaks that correspond to the four seasons——

The tunic and cape are still very desirable.Jewelry was also started to be used here and there. Beautiful things are always pleasant, and she gradually found some fun in picking out those accessories.

But the night is deep.In vain melancholy.

After dinner, she went to the Mingguang Terrace.No letter from heaven.His own bird is still recovering, and the opponent's bird should not come.But she stood on the Mingguang Terrace until now, looking at the northern sky, under the moonlight under the sky that is hard to see in the extreme north, there should be a place where Jingshui Dock is located.

Don't know what she's doing.The whole country is in turmoil, and the still water is running deep. Wankong Lake may have already frozen over.Jing Tingge talks a lot, and her words are not forgiving, but her hustle and bustle is a person's hustle and bustle, which is no different from her own reticence.

"Is Mrs. Pei waiting for the Fen Yuliu golden bird?"

　[Mandarin ducks on the Green Pu, in the Emerald Jinping——Li Bai's "Two Poems of Changgan Xing".There is a famous line in this poem: Lang rides a bamboo horse and circles the bed to grow green plums. 】Thank you YOUWHAT, Weiwei Dad for the reward~~
　　
　
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