In love with the enchanting senior brother: the lady strikes

The gentle wind blew through, rustling the frivolous pages of "Romance of the West Chamber".

With a bang, Qingqing fell to her knees tremblingly: "Little... miss, Eunuch Huang is still in the main hall, waiting for miss... waiting for miss to thank you..."

Outside the window, thousands of green willows are still stretching out their slender branches, birds and insects are still bustling and noisy, it is still a thriving late spring color!

However, this gratifying spring-color has nothing to do with me...

I sighed softly: "Oh, Qingqing, come and help me change my clothes!"

【Lady strikes】

The light sun caressed my cheeks, warming them, just like my father's gentle hands. I stood outside the hanging flower door, hesitating, and the long skirt spread out behind me, like a piece of paper that I couldn't break free or escape. yellow big net.

After a while, Huang Desheng came out to meet him from a distance, and struck down neatly: "I have seen Miss Ye!"

I turned slightly to avoid his salute: "Eunuch Huang, I dare not be that."

Huang Desheng smiled all over his face: "My slave, congratulations to Ms. Ye!"

There is a potted green pine scene on several tables, the branches are intertwined, twisting upwards, full of vitality.

I collected my mind and pretended to be puzzled: "Ye Rong doesn't know, where does the joy come from?"

Huang Desheng beamed and said: "Miss Ye, this slave has ordered the Queen Mother, the Emperor and the Empress to give the flying phoenix hairpin to Miss."

Before I could answer, the clever little eunuch had already presented the imperial decree and Feifeng Chai.

Huang Desheng smiled at me, took the imperial edict, and said loudly: "Everyone in the Ye Mansion accepts the edict—"

I hurriedly followed my father and elder brother, and knelt down on the ground in fear.

Huang Desheng's voice had the peculiar treble of an inner eunuch, which was particularly ear-piercing in this warm spring day: "I heard that Ye Rong, the daughter of Zhongyong Gong Ye Bohui, is from a beautiful and famous family, with a gentle and gentle personality, and inherits the order of the empress dowager. Prince Xue Piao, after Ye Rong and Ji, choose a good day and auspicious day to get married. Hereby."

really……

I slowly stretched out my hands and raised them above my head, "Thank you, Majesty Long En, long live my emperor!"

The bright yellow silk is a thin layer, and when you hold it loosely, there are shallow wrinkles.I couldn't help but smile wryly, is my whole life determined by this frivolous piece of silk?

When I read "The Book of Songs" when I was young, I was most puzzled by the sentence "Death and life are in harmony with each other, and I will talk to my son, hold my hand, and grow old together with my son".

Let’s just say me, big brother, and the little salted fish next door. The three of me urinate in one place. Budou, they went up the tree to touch the bird's eggs, and I squatted under the tree to help the ladder.The three of us like this, let the three of us hold hands, and one of us will become an old man and old lady, I am not happy!Let alone with a strange man!

As I grow older, I secretly yearn to watch the sun rise and set, and the flowers bloom and fade together with my husband whom I adore... He is willing to tolerate my occasional petty temper, willing to tolerate my whim and arrogance, and willing to hold my hand. Hands, grow old with me...

But, Xue Piao... How could Xue Piao be such a beloved person?

Thin palms of sweat, already damp and bright yellow silk, I feel cold all over, my life is like a piece of dead wood, there will never be a day when spring flowers bloom...

After sending Huang Desheng out, my elder brother gently opened my fingers and pulled out the imperial decree, "Rong'er, Daddy and I have discussed many times, and I think Xue Piao is a good home..."

I raised my dim eyes, very puzzled.

The eldest brother looked straight into my eyes, and slowly explained: "Xue Mi is not the eldest son, and his reputation is not good. The chance of being made a prince is very small, and he will only be an idle prince in the future...Rong'er, Daddy and I know you very well." He has a mild temper and doesn't like to be restrained. If you marry him, as long as you have our Ye family, me and dad, you will definitely not suffer..."

"Brother, I..." I raised my hand, wanting to drink a cup of tea to moisten my throat with him, but why is my body so soft?Why is the eldest brother's voice getting farther and farther away?Why is his face getting blurred?

……

I passed out in the main hall.