The prince is sick: it is too enchanting to marry the princess

Chapter 1058 She did it

Under Sima Jingxuan's stern gaze, Chu Jiu finally couldn't stand it anymore, and simply broke the jar and told the truth: "Of course I didn't make this wedding dress, it's...it was made by Mencius Qi earlier. "

Sima Jingxuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he couldn't believe it: "What did you say?"

This wedding dress was actually made by Mencius Qi, no wonder he fit it so well.

Mencius Qi has served by his side for more than ten years, so naturally no one knows Sima Jingxuan's size better than her.

But why did she secretly make wedding clothes?

Chu Jiu said angrily: "She made this wedding dress earlier, and she said that she hopes you can wear the dress she made herself when you get married."

Chu Jiu glanced at him, and said intentionally: "But I think you should look down on her craftsmanship."

This matter was told by Mencius Qi before she became a mother Gu body, and the wedding dress was placed in the Jinse Garden where she lived.

If possible, she hoped that Chu Jiu could hand over the clothes to Sima Jingxuan when he got married.

On the ninth day of the ninth day, I couldn't figure it out. Mencius Qi loved Sima Jingxuan so much, but he wanted to make wedding clothes for him and other women himself. Isn't this just looking for abuse?
When Chu Jiu saw the wedding dress, she really wanted to set it on fire, but she couldn't do it after all.

After all, this is Mencius Qi's wish.

Chu Jiu stared at the person in front of her: "Sima Jingxuan, when I asked her why she did this, do you know what she answered me?"

Sima Jingxuan didn't answer, but his face turned pale.

Chu Jiu said to himself: "She said that she knew she was not good enough for you, but she still wanted to do something for you. She stitched all her heart into this wedding dress, such feelings ,Can you understand?"

Chujiu left, leaving only Sima Jingxuan in a bright red wedding dress standing there in a daze.

He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, but he was really uncomfortable.

It felt like an invisible hand was tightly holding her throat, making him unable to breathe at all.

……

In the afternoon, the palace staff sent the wedding dress to Xueqing Palace.

"Girl, let's try on the wedding dress. If it doesn't fit, the servants will have to change it overnight."

Ji Qingxue sat by the window, resting her chin with both hands: "You don't need to try it, just put your clothes there."

"What if you don't try this dress, what if you get married tomorrow if it doesn't fit you?"

Ji Qingxue turned to look at her: "I said don't try it, but you don't need to try it. If you keep talking, believe it or not, I cut this wedding dress with a pair of scissors?"

It's all fake anyway, and it doesn't matter if you wear a wedding dress or not.

The only person she believes in is Nan Gongyan, so what if she worships the world with him!

The palace maid was terrified by her appearance, she quickly bent down and saluted: "Miss, don't be angry, this servant will step back."

The one in front of me is the master of the harem, and they, who are slaves, don't dare to provoke them easily.

……

It was getting dark, Sima Jingxuan didn't rest in his own Taiyuan Palace, but went to Jinse Garden instead.

He sat on a chair with a few jars of wine. He first put a jar of wine on the opposite side, and then started to drink while holding the jars.

After he took a big gulp of himself, he looked at the other side and muttered to himself: "Meng Ziqi, you are really good! You won't let me go like this!"

You even made me a wedding dress, don't you like me?What kind of wedding dresses did you make?
Sima Jingxuan's tone was a little exasperated: "You have been with me for more than ten years, haven't I taught you that as long as it is what you like, you will get it by any means. But what do you mean now?"

Sima Jingxuan could see that this Mencius Qi was clearly advancing in retreat, and wanted to use this method to make himself feel guilty and make himself restless for the rest of his life.

"If you really want to make me feel guilty, then you succeeded Mencius." Sima Jingxuan said with a wry smile.

Why is this?

When she was there, I didn't find anything special about her.But now she is not the same as before, but Sima Jingxuan always thinks of her in his spare time.

Chujiu asked Sima Jingxuan if he understood Mencius Qi's feelings.He couldn't figure it out, so he poured himself several jars of spirits in an attempt to anesthetize himself with alcohol.

In fact, people and things in the world are generally like this. If you see too clearly and think too clearly, it will be boring.

"Come on, let's have another drink!" Sima Jingxuan said to the opposite side, holding the wine jar.

Mencius Qi lived in Jinse Garden for a while before, and Sima Jingxuan would come to drink with her when he had any troubles.

Every time he saw her, no matter how big the matter was, Sima Jingxuan would solve it easily, and even feel much more at ease.

At that time, Sima Jing didn't think it was a big deal, but he could no longer have such a day now.

Mencius Qi's love is too obscure and too heavy.All she can give Sima Jingxuan is companionship.

But Sima Jingxuan doesn't understand, maybe he has already begun to understand what love is.

But he got the hang of it too late.

Many people are like this, and only when things reach the point of no return will they wake up.

But the awakening at that time had no other effect except to make myself more uncomfortable.

Sima Jingxuan got himself drunk, and he fell on the table. When he was drunk, he seemed to see Mencius Qi.

She was dressed in plain clothes, with the coral chain she gave her hanging around her neck, sitting opposite her as usual.

She asked softly: "How are you doing?"

Sima Jingxuan originally wanted to say yes, but the word seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it.

"Not good. Ziqi, I'm not good at all." Sima Jingxuan said drunkenly.

Mencius smiled, stretched out his hand to stroke his temples, and said softly, "But you chose it yourself."

Sima Jingxuan desperately shook his head: "No, no!"

"What's wrong?"

"Nowhere is right!" Sima Jingxuan asked hastily, "Ziqi, can you come back?"

"Why?" Mencius asked back, "Didn't you choose to give up on me?"

Every word punishes the heart, and it hurts Sima Jingxuan.

"I regret it." Sima Jingxuan looked at the person in front of him bewilderedly, "Ziqi, come back."

"Aren't you going to marry her? She's the one you've been longing for for many years. "

"Who, did you say Qingxue?" Sima Jingxuan said in a daze, "I don't want her anymore, I want you, I only want you. Will you come back?"

It's not that it's unimportant, it's that it's too important.It's so important that she seems to have melted into her own blood, so common but indispensable.

Sima Jingxuan may not remember this memory after he wakes up, but at least he was honest with himself and Mencius Qi once.

After all, people always like to live in a daze most of the time, and it is rare to be loyal to their hearts.

Living involuntarily is also a kind of practice.

(End of this chapter)