The queen kidnapped the king

Chapter 109
After the two had eaten their fill, Yuniang wanted to resign and go back to her embroidered handkerchief shop. Counting the time, the small workers in the shop should also be back by this time.

"Yu Niang, please stop. Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to invite Yuniang to go on a boat tour with me to enjoy the lanterns?" Wu Tanglin, who was already deeply fascinated by Yuniang, made an excuse.

Yuniang just frowned. This person seemed to be more obsessive than Mr. Li, so she wanted to refuse immediately.

Of course, Wu Tanglin didn't ignore the flash of disgust on her face. As a royal family, he has been paying attention to every frown and smile on other people's faces since he was a child.

At the moment, he explained: "Yu Niang, don't get me wrong. I actually asked for this because I came to this city alone, and I was feeling homesick during the Lantern Festival, so I asked Yuniang like that. If it is inconvenient for Yu Niang, then I will not force you." , can only be alone in a foreign land to enjoy the lanterns and the lake to enjoy the loneliness.”

What Wu Tanglin said was as miserable as it was, the attendant listened to him and couldn't help laughing, but he held it back so hard that his face turned red, the joke was obviously not for his own crown prince. Following the emperor, and saying that he is alone, this kind of lie can also deceive such a young girl who is in love.

Naturally, the follower just thought about these thoughts in his heart and dared not say them directly.

Wu Tanglin was anxiously waiting for Yuniang's answer.

Yu Niang looked at the young master who was soaked in sadness in front of her, and she still couldn't bear it. Anyway, this young master did save her today, so it's not an exaggeration to make such a request. Besides, she didn't have any family members. I also spent it alone, now that someone is with me, it's better to be a favor.

At the moment, Yuniang nodded after thinking about it to express her agreement.

Wu Tanglin was so happy in his heart, but he still said calmly: "Yu Niang, I will wait for your appearance at the door of the embroidered handkerchief shop tomorrow night, I hope Yu Niang will not miss the appointment."

After finishing speaking, he left with his entourage who had managed to hold back his laughter. Now he was looking forward to it, looking forward to coming soon tomorrow night, so that he could see that lively little girl again.

Seeing Wu Tanglin leave, Yuniang felt a kind of reluctance in her heart. She wanted to reach out to hold him, but Yuniang shook her head vigorously. What happened to her? It's just a one-sided relationship, so I can't forget it.

Seeing that it was getting late, the guys who went out to deliver the goods had already returned, so they gave them a few instructions and gave them a day off as usual tomorrow, so they closed the shop early and went to the back room to rest.

Early the next morning, Wu Tanglin hid in his study in the courtyard, grinding inkstones, hanging pens, and rice paper.

Raising his hand to brush across a row of paintbrushes, he suddenly stopped in front of a brush. In a blink of an eye, the brush was in his hand, smoothing the rice paper. The mastery and application are in place, with alternating shades, neither dry nor burnt, just right.He stretched out the paper with his left hand, and swiped the pen with his right hand from bottom to top.

From entering the study in the morning to the evening, Wu Tanglin didn't drink any water, and was immersed in painting with a brush. After finishing a painting, Wu Tanglin sat on the stool as if collapsed, his hands were already numb.

The painting is a figure painting, this person is none other than the woman I saw yesterday - Yu Niang, with a frown, a smile, an eye and an eyebrow, the painting is vivid and flexible, it is not the person in the painting, it looks like This person has already jumped out of the paper and is about to talk softly with others.

Seeing that it was getting late, Wu Tanglin blew on the place where the ink was not completely dry, then rolled up the scroll, hid it in his sleeve, and walked out of the study room. He hadn't eaten for a day, and his stomach couldn't bear it. The first thing to do was naturally It is to fill the stomach, and then enjoy the lantern cruise with the beauties.

On the other side, Yuniang was also taking care of herself in front of the vanity mirror. If she wanted to wear more ornate clothes, she was afraid it would be too grand, and if she wanted to wear more simple clothes, she was afraid that Wu Tanglin would think she didn't respect him.

At that moment, I was worried about what to do. Suddenly, I remembered that my mother had sewed a wide-sleeved green lotus leaf Confucian skirt for me before she passed away. This dress was neither plain nor too gorgeous. , and the lotus leaf pattern on the skirt is in line with the artistic conception of this cruise ship. The clear water and blue waves, plus the blue dress and water-color skirt, wouldn't it be more beautiful.

He turned it out from the bottom of the box and put it on happily. This dress was originally given to her by her mother as a dowry, but now she took it out to see him.

Sealed lips and thrushes, these things Yuniang didn't care about in the past, but today they have their uses.

If you say that Yuniang who does not dress herself up is a piece of precious jade, then she is a shining crystal with light makeup.

Wu Tanglin was surprised when he saw Yuniang, who was even more beautiful and irremovable. He didn't know that she could be more beautiful.

Looking at Wu Tanglin's unabashed eyes, Yuniang blushed and said softly, "Mr. Lin Tang, are we still going?"

"Yes, yes, let's go." Wu Tanglin managed to take his eyes off Yuniang, nodded and smiled quickly to let Yuniang go out.

The two came to the river side together, the street here was already crowded with people, and the two moved slowly along with the crowd.

Originally, he wanted to enjoy the lanterns and guess lantern riddles with everyone, but there were too many people. Wu Tanglin was afraid that the crowd would hurt Yuniang, so he proposed to go directly to the lake by boat.

Yu Niang readily agreed, it was really uncomfortable for this person to be crowded.

The two went to the lake to enjoy the poems, and after a few minutes, they went from talking about poems to talking about their own lives. They knew each other better, and they also drew their hearts closer. They slowly leaned towards each other. The situation where there was nothing to talk about, except that Wu Tanglin didn't tell her his real identity.

Wu Tanglin planned to marry Yuniang back to the palace when he went back this time, and gave Yuniang a picture scroll as a token in advance, and Yuniang sewed her own on the embroidered handkerchief that was originally given to Wu Tanglin. name as token.

In the next few days, the two will spend a sweet tour of the mountains and rivers, but the time of parting will always come quietly. The emperor will go to a farther place for private visits, so naturally Wu Tanglin will follow.

That day, he hugged Yuniang's crying face, and kissed it: "Yuniang, wait for me, I will definitely come back to pick you up, trust me."

Although Yu Niang is not willing to part with Wu Tanglin, but she knows that the man's ambition is everywhere, and she can't be that kind of woman who only stalks, she just nodded obediently. If you open your mouth to keep him, he will definitely be reluctant to leave.

But on the contrary, isn't it because of Yuniang's understanding that makes him love and like him so much?If she is really the kind of woman who only thinks about herself, she might not like him.

Wu Tanglin calculated that the private visit with his father would only take about three months, so he agreed with Yuniang that after three months, he must come to the embroidered handkerchief shop to propose marriage to Yuniang in person.

Yu Niang held his hand and interlocked her fingers: "I'll wait for you."

These three words contain too much, it is the pain of parting, it is the trust in the beloved, and it is the expectation of oneself.

(End of this chapter)