Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 37 Happy Together
Everyone saw the qin in the man's hand, and couldn't hide their excitement. You must know that everyone in the world says that Mr. Fenghua has three masters, qin, chess, and painting. It is really lucky to be able to see one of them today.It doesn't really matter whether it's arty or really understands the camaraderie inside.

"Please, Your Majesty." Puyang Fenghua said with a smile.

He gritted his teeth, but there was a leisurely smile on his face: "Then the emperor must follow my tune."

All the soldiers held their breath and looked at the two expectantly.

"The unsheathed sword is murderous, and the wind blows into the moonless battlefield.

There are thousands of troops and horses rushing alone, and they are brave and good-natured.

How can you forget your smile when you are alive.

A beautiful woman's tears break a person's heart, which can take a person's life like rouge hot.

Two or three lines of farewell poems, written on the road in the spring rain in March, if I can still walk beside you with an umbrella.

Two or three lines of farewell poems, who will sing for me on Huangquan Road.

If I could die by your side, it wouldn't be in vain to come to the world to walk this journey with my sword drawn and murderous.It is not in vain to come to this world to take this trip. "

This is a song that Puyang Yuren liked very much in her previous life. She always thought that having you alone would make her miss her heart, but until she died, she never found it.I also envied Fengdi once, she loved vigorously, although the entrustment was inhumane, but she didn't seem to regret it.I'm really curious, what kind of power made her desperate.

Such a pessimistic song is really not suitable for such an occasion, but she still sang it.

Putting his fingers on the strings, Puyang Fenghua copied the song that the young man sang exactly, and the meaning in the song was vividly displayed.

Looking at the young man standing against the wind with his long and narrow phoenix eyes, he was puzzled.

Turning around, he smiled at the man: "Uncle Nineteen, is my singing okay?"

Nodding his head, he looked at the sadness in the boy's eyes with distress.

The school grounds were quiet, Li Anyang drank three bowls of wine in a row, took advantage of everyone's distraction, walked into the night, and disappeared into the night.

"All the soldiers are free, I'm a little tired." After finishing speaking, he drank the last bowl of wine, turned around and walked towards the tent.That song released her memories of her previous life little by little.Ever since she tore open the wound herself, she couldn't stop the spread of sadness.

Seeing the boy's stumbling steps, he recovered from the shock just now.All of them looked solemn, and it must be said that the song brought out the deepest sadness in their hearts and exposed it to the blue sky and white sun.

But, sadness is short-lived.

After Puyang Fenghua left, the school field regained its vitality.

The sound of singing, laughing, beating and cursing can be heard endlessly...

Puyang Yuren stumbled all the way towards the place where the tent was set up. Now she needs to be quiet and doesn't want to be disturbed.

Nestling in her arms like a small animal, if she knew that she would travel to a strange time and space after death, she would definitely work hard to live.She hates the court life without freedom, the endless intrigues, and even more the intrigue among relatives.It even got to the point of loathing myself.She is clearly wary of Puyang Fenghua, but still pretends to be kind and treat him as her reliance.It's really ridiculous, when did she, Feng Xiao, need someone's protection so weakly?Never possible.

Drinking wine to drown your sorrows is even more sorrowful...

She thought that after drinking, she would forget the loneliness buried in the deepest part, but it turned out that was not the case.

Stand up and continue walking towards the distance.

Shaking my head, I didn't expect this wine to be quite strong.In the previous life, due to various reasons, he had practiced a thousand cups of alcohol, but now he is faltering. It seems that the alcohol capacity also needs to be practiced.Puyang Yuren was leaning on a dead tree, feeling dizzy, unable to stand up straight when leaning on the trunk, probably really drunk.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Puyang Yuren looked vigilantly at the person coming, and sat down on the snow: "Little Anzi, why is it you."

Looking at the young man quietly, why does he look so fragile, even the indifference of the day has subsided.Now he is like a child who was abandoned, so weak.

Li Anyang's eyes comparable to stars in the night stared fixedly at the young man's blushing cheeks due to drunkenness, his Adam's apple fluctuated up and down, and he approached step by step to wrap the young man in his arms, "Ayu..." his voice roared in a suppressed voice.When he was in the capital, he only regarded his feelings for the boy as pure friendship, but since he arrived in the northwest.The boy's every frown and smile were so clearly imprinted in his mind, deepening day by day, and gradually occupying his reason.In the dead of night, the boy's voice and smile would erode his brain, making him sleepless.

When did this dark feeling begin?He couldn't find the source either.

His father seemed to have noticed something and kept forcing him to get married after the next year.

marriage?What he likes is a man... And he also likes that boy, how can he marry a wife and have children?He doesn't want to harm others, because he knows how painful it is to be loved, so why bother to entrust another person into the water?

The tip of his nose was filled with a man's unique breath, and he pushed his strong arms uncomfortably.Because of the drunkenness, the limbs also became soft and weak, and the whole person looked like he was limp in the arms of a man. If there were other people around, he must think that they had broken sleeves.

"Ayu...Ayu...I miss you very much." Li Anyang suppressed his impulsive heart, and said mockingly: "You must not know." Li Anyang is sober, and he will not go crazy because of three bowls of wine.But people are so strange, there are some things that I dare not do at ordinary times, but after drinking, I am emboldened.

Such close contact, he longed for again and again in his dreams.This time, the desire in his heart finally came true.

"Ah! Xiao Anzi, you hurt me so much!" Puyang Yuren didn't think about other things at all, and only thought of the deep friendship between the two.

Obviously heard the boy's words, but Li Anyang did not let go of the boy's restraint.Never let go easily.

The moment he took the boy into his arms like that, the empty heart was filled to the brim.The cold and hard lines softened immediately, and he gently rubbed the boy's hair, "Ayu, let me hug you for a while, it will be fine." Because when the sun rises tomorrow, you are the king and I can only be minister.If you are still sober now, how dare I tell you such dirty emotions, my highness, I hope you can understand my feelings, it would be great if you like me too.You see, I also like extravagant hopes. I heard that people on the verge of despair like to think wildly. Does that mean that I am already on the verge of despair?Your Highness, if you are still just Your Highness, wouldn't we all be happier?But, after all, you have to grow up, after all, you are going to get married, after all, you and I are both men.

(End of this chapter)