shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 1132 Written words, buried

According to the tradition in the palace, the maids and guards get married at night.

So on the next day, Bai Zhi'er did not forget to accompany Fu Xiru for a walk in the garden during the day.

After returning, Fu Xiru drank the medicine and was in good spirits.

"Zhier, help me sharpen ink, I want to practice calligraphy." Fu Xiru smiled softly.

"Okay!" Bai Zhi'er immediately got busy.

Fu Xiru's handwriting is elegant and elegant, and it can be seen that he has been well taught.

After she finished writing, she asked Bai Zhi'er to walk into the yard with a small shovel.

Bai Zhi'er was a little surprised to see Fu Xiru digging under the tree.

"Your Majesty, rest and let me come."

Fu Xiru's body hasn't recovered yet, so she can't do such physical work.

Bai Zhi'er dug up the soil and found a brocade box inside.

As soon as I opened it, there were many words stacked in the box.

"Your Majesty, why do you bury the words you have practiced every time?"

Fu Xiru smiled lightly: "Buried it today, dug it out next year, and then looked at the state of mind at that time, there will be a sense of vicissitudes."

Bai Zhi'er folded what she had written this time and put it in together.

Refill it.

She muttered, "If it rains like this, won't it get wet?"

Fu Xiru looked up at the ginkgo tree: "The root of the ginkgo tree likes water the most, and it will absorb the rainwater first."

"What's more, the box prepared by Bengong is made of golden nanmu. Don't worry, when the next year comes, you and Bengong will dig out the box together."

Bai Zhi'er was stunned for a second, then nodded with red eyes: "Okay!"

The year after...

Fu Xiru doesn't have a future year at all.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhi'er was afraid that she would see that she was crying, so he hurriedly bent down to clean up the dirt, so as to cover up his red eye circles.

Thinking of the purpose of coming here, Bai Zhi'er couldn't help but ask, "Ma'am, is there anything you want to accomplish in particular?"

Fu Xiru lowered her eyes, looked at Bai Zhi'er with gentle eyes, and said with a smile: "I just want to watch you get married."

Bai Zhi'er's face turned red: "Isn't it going to happen tonight? I mean, do you have any other wishes for your mother?"

Fu Xiru murmured: "Well...it seems not. I'll tell you when I remember it."

Bai Zhi'er still wanted to guide her to think more.

But Fu Xiru took her hand first, and said jokingly, "You little cat, let me bury you in the dirt, you've stained your face."

"Let's go, I'll take you to have a wash." After saying that, she led Bai Zhi'er back to the hall.

No matter how much Bai Zhi'er wanted to ask, he had no choice but to give up.

Soon, it was evening.

Long Xiyuan specially pushed the rest of the trivial matters, and came to Changle Palace to accompany the queen and send Bai Zhi'er to marry.

The wedding banquet was very simple and fast, but with the witness and blessing of the emperor and empress, all the palace people came to watch.

So, in the courtyard of Changle Hall, under the ginkgo tree.

The big red wedding table was set up, and the emperor and empress sat in the high hall.

Fu Xiru looked at Bai Zhi'er in the red hijab with a smile.

Today, Feng Fuce is wearing a wedding robe, which complements his strong waist and long legs, and his complexion is cold and handsome.

What a pair of golden boy and jade girl.

Amidst the chants of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, they worshiped the heaven and earth first, and the high hall second.

Finally, amidst the laughter of the palace people and the empress, Bai Zhi'er was sent to the side hall prepared in advance.

Because it is a palace after all, there is no such detailed process as making a bridal chamber.

In addition, Feng Fuce is now the commander of the imperial army, and he will be on duty in the middle of the night.

So no one dared to drink.

(End of this chapter)