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Chapter 339 Wen Nuo's Blessing (2)
This sentence has reached the heart of the crown prince, the crown prince laughed happily and at the same time he did not forget to reward, "This is good, this is good, reward, reward, double reward!"

The servant girl was very happy, and she knelt down to thank her, "The servant girl thanked His Royal Highness for the reward!"

Seeing that the crown prince is in a good mood, the maids hiding in the dark didn't have so much stock, so they all rushed out and congratulated the crown prince, "Your servant is also here to congratulate His Highness. I wish His Highness and the Crown Princess concubine grow old together forever." , youth forever."

"I wish Your Highness and the Crown Princess many children and grandchildren, and a long and blessed life..."

"I wish Your Highness and the Crown Princess..."

There is no doubt that these palace people were all rewarded by the crown prince.And it's still a big prize!
Afterwards, I don't know how many people's eyes were red.

Then, more and more slaves went to the prince's bedroom to 'encounter', 'greeting', 'congratulations'... all formed a beautiful landscape in the palace.

The crown prince returned to the Moyu Hall, opened the door of the hall, and lifted up a gauze curtain next to the screen after entering the hall. Behind the gauze curtain was a human-shaped clothes hanger.On the hanger, hung a luxurious and luxurious wedding dress.

The blood-stained bright red color is dazzling, the long back hem drags the floor, and the undulating shape is like petals. The silky fabric is embroidered with various dazzling larks. In the center surrounded by larks, it is The golden phoenix that only spreads its wings and soars above the nine heavens!The colorful phoenix feathers, the outline outlined by the golden thread, and the surrendering posture of the birds all show its dignity and its majesty and arrogance above all things.

With slender fingers stroking the unfinished pattern on the hem of the skirt, the corner of the mouth evoked a seductive chuckle, "Bring the thread."

Eunuch Boots presented the thread with both hands, muttering in his heart: It is the newlyweds who seal the new wedding dress by themselves, but his father is better.All in one hand...

The silver embroidery needles shuttled through the slender fingertips. As the fingers rose and fell, simple and delicate patterns spread across the skirt.The entire gorgeous phoenix robe was embroidered by the prince himself, and not a single corner was artificially handcrafted.

The day when the new wedding dress is embroidered is the day when Mo'er will marry him as his wife!
"Your Highness, Miss Biao has sent someone to deliver a letter." Eunuch Boots came back with a letter as soon as he left.

Li Chenyu stopped, raised his eyebrows in surprise, took the envelope from Eunuch Boots, opened it and looked at it, and frowned slightly, "The century-old teahouse..."

Hearing His Highness the Crown Prince's murmur, Eunuch Boots chuckled, "It seems Miss Biao misses His Highness."

"Oh? Why?" The prince looked at him and asked without shame.

"A century-old teahouse, a hundred years, a hundred years, a hundred years of good marriage." Eunuch Boots talked about folk affairs, "Although the man and woman are not allowed to meet before they get married in the hall, there are still many affectionate men and women who can't bear the pain of longing and often go on dates. Go to the private room of the teahouse to express lovesickness."

Hearing what he said, the prince immediately dispelled the doubt in his heart, immediately put down his needle and thread, dressed up, and then went out of the palace to meet his wife.

In a century-old teahouse, Yi Mo and Wen Nuo sit opposite each other.Both of them were speechless, the quiet and silent room was in stark contrast to the noise, singing, and applause outside the door.

"Wen, where did you go a few days ago?" Yi Mo took the lead in breaking the oppressive silence.

Wen Nuo stared at her sadly, and wanted to say, 'Since you are going to marry someone else, do you care where I go', but he didn't dare to speak, fearing that his last hope would be broken if he spoke.

"Yimo, do you really want to marry him? Even if he will have many women in the future, even if he will forget you in the deep palace compound in the future, even if he will even question you and hate you because of other women in the future. Even so, do you still want to marry him without hesitation?" Wen Nuo hoped that she would change her mind, hope that she would think clearly, compared to getting her, he hoped that she would be happy and happy.But if there is still a little bit of hope, he will never give up lightly.

"Yimo, come with me, come back to Luosheng with me. Let's put aside everything in the capital, all power, all status, and let's..."

"Wen here!" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yi Mo's stern voice.

Yi Mo sighed lightly, if she wanted to ask who she was most sorry for in her life, it would be this man in front of her. "Wen, you should understand that I didn't choose him because of status and power; you should understand that I didn't choose you because of status and power."

Her answer shattered Wen Nuo's last hope, she looked sad and lonely, "I understand, you are here for love or not."

Wen Nuo lay back on the chair, covered his face with his hands, and said in a hoarse voice with some sobs, "I have always understood, I understood it in the small town where I first met him. At that time, you looked at him like Such joy, such joy. The inadvertent light of affection between the brows is the best proof. At that time, you must have fallen in love with him..." Bitter tears fell slowly from the corners of the eyes, and recalled When he and Yi Mo met for the first time.At that time, she was wearing a dark blue old monk's robe, sitting majestically on the back of a tall horse, with awe-inspiring and sharp eyes, she was the least monk he had ever seen who looked like a monk.People say that the monks are compassionate, but she wants someone's head every now and then.

He took out the embroidered handkerchief that he had treasured for nearly ten years from his arms. On the embroidered handkerchief was embroidered a peony and a butterfly. The embroidery skills were very immature. Next to the sickly butterfly was crookedly embroidered with the word "Yimo". He stretched out his hand. Rubbing the embroidered characters, he murmured in a low voice, "Obviously we met first..."

Yi Mo looked at the embroidered handkerchief in his hand, and after a moment of daze, he suddenly remembered.This square embroidered handkerchief was lost when he was eight years old, but unexpectedly it was in his hands.

She stood up, walked in front of Wen Nuo, took out the embroidered handkerchief from his hand, looked at the butterfly on it that didn't look like a butterfly, suddenly recalled the past days, although she couldn't bear it, she still said, "This is A Yu The handkerchief embroidered when I first learned to be a female celebrity..."

No need to say anything else, Wen Nuo will understand.The wry smile at the corner of his mouth got deeper and deeper. He thought he was the first to meet her, but unexpectedly...

He stood up, looked at her deeply, and asked, "Yimo, if, if there is no Li Chenyu, if I want to meet you, you...will you fall in love with me? Will you marry me?"

Yi Mo is a person who never cries, but when he sees the pain in his eyes, his eyes are also sore.She pursed her lips, nodded solemnly, and replied without hesitation, "Yes."

Wen Nuo smiled, like a snow lotus flower blooming in a snow mountain, the moment it bloomed to the extreme, it made the world lose its color.He smiled with tears in his eyes, "Yimo, can I hug you?" His voice was soft and soft.

Yi Mo's eyes were slightly red, and he slightly spread his arms, leaning over to wrap his arms around his waist, and the cool sandalwood wafted between his nostrils.Wen Nuo slowly stretched out his hand, placing his hands lightly on her waist, not daring to hug her forcefully, he was afraid that he would not want to let go.He lowered his eyes, two lines of tears slid down his cheeks and landed on her shoulders.Finally he put a kiss on her brow.Someone once said that a light kiss on the forehead is a sign of protection.

He whispered, "Cheng Yimo, go and find your happiness." I will silently watch you from a distance and protect you.

(End of this chapter)