It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

During the five years, Gu Linjun led his cavalry across the country, from the vast land of Huzhou to the lush mountains and rivers of Lingnan, and then to the tranquil lakes of Ningzhou. Every inch of territory witnessed his glorious achievements in laying the foundation for the country.

In the court, he worked day and night to assist the young emperor and turn the tide, thus stabilizing the shaky court and gradually eliminating internal and external troubles.

And all of this seems to be nothing compared to his determination at this moment to give up everything for one person.

He lightly extinguished the fire on the stove, his movements revealing an extraordinary calmness and determination, and said with a faint smile: "Zhi'an is no longer the child he used to be. He has now grown into a young man who can stand on his own and should take over the heavy responsibility of the country. As for my identity as the regent, it is just a temporary measure. One day, I will have to hand over this responsibility to the future master."

After he finished speaking, the smile on his face was as warm as early spring, and a gentle smile blossomed on his handsome face, as if the warm sunshine penetrated the clouds, and like the spring rain moistening everything silently, which made people's hearts soften.

He said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "I'm just worried that such a noble princess would dislike a mere live-in son-in-law like me."

Su Wanyu's gaze was deep and complicated, and the corners of her eyes were stained with a touch of crimson due to emotion. She shook her head slightly, and her voice was slightly hoarse due to emotional fluctuations: "Brother, what you said is wrong. How dare I have the slightest dissatisfaction with you? I will always remember your kindness and character in my heart."

Then, she stood up and walked to Gu Linjun with light steps. Her face was dignified, but her tone was a little playful: "What I am thinking about is how to find the best residence for you in the princess's mansion. Is the east wing elegant, or is the west wing more to your liking?"

"The east wing is more suitable. It is pleasant all year round. You can avoid the cold in winter and enjoy the cool in summer. If you plant a few golden autumn osmanthus trees, the whole courtyard will be filled with the fragrance of flowers, just like the warmth and sweetness in your heart and mine."

Gu Linjun replied, his words full of expectations for future life.

The East Wing, as the main residence of the princess's mansion, has always been the exclusive world of the princess and her husband. Although she spoke bluntly, she could not hide the trembling fingertips behind her.

Time flies, like a beautiful yet illusory dream. The hardships of her past life made her cherish every moment of the present even more, and she vowed not to let any happiness slip away easily.

Gu Linjun stood quietly in the pavilion where the violets were gradually withering, emitting a reassuring aura. His mere presence was enough to soothe the waves in people's hearts.

His eyes, like those carved from white jade, blinked gently and his gaze was fixed on her face. At that moment, he seemed to be shaken by his own emotions. The indifference and leisure he had previously shown had quietly diminished a bit, and was replaced by a hint of panic and unconscious shyness. The faint blush on his cheeks revealed his inner excitement, and he was speechless for a moment.

Purple-blue petals drifted down slowly in the wind, some lay quietly on the stone table, others landed lightly on his shoulders, and were then carried away by a casual breeze.

Finally, he took a big step and hugged her in his arms, his voice trembling with disbelief: "Yuanyuan, do you really think so?"

Su Wanyu felt his strength that almost buried her in his chest, her nose lingering with his unique calm woody scent. Gradually, she became aware of the imperceptible trembling of his body, which was very different from his usual cheerful and talkative appearance.

She slowly raised her hand and gently placed it on his back, responding with a firm yet gentle gesture: "Yes, brother."

Gu Linjun's embrace became tighter and tighter. Su Wanyu vaguely felt something unusual in this unusual tightness. However, when she realized it, it seemed too late to turn back.

He grasped her waist with his broad hands. His arms were so powerful that he seemed to want to merge her entire body into his blood. The veins on the back of his hands were faintly visible, revealing his determination.

At this moment, Su Wanyu couldn't help but recall Mother Ping's words in her mind - the Regent is a man who is well versed in the art of forbearance.

She used to not care about it. If she could really endure everything, how could she lose her composure in front of her so often?

And now, she seemed to begin to understand the emotions and persistence hidden deep in her heart.

Looking back, every hug was always so restrained and gentlemanly, but the changes now undoubtedly revealed the turbulent waves in his heart.

"Wanyu."

He gently stroked her hair with one hand, and held her with the other, resting his chin gently on her shoulder, looking down, and whispering in her ear: "From now on, you only need to sit on the princess's throne. No matter the disputes of the Zheng family, or the power of Concubine Pei, no matter the changes in the court, or the complexity of the harem, everything will be borne by me."

"Even if the future is full of storms, I do not expect to be the only harbor in your heart. I only hope that in the long river of time, your clothes will not be wet by the drizzle, and your black hair will not be covered by the frost and snow of the years."

His words, like a vow, penetrated time and space, just to protect her for the rest of her life.

No matter how heavy the rain is, the strong wind shakes the branches, turning the world into chaos.

Or even if the snow is falling, covering everything in silver, and the silence is bitingly cold, I will be by your side, as steadfast as an ancient oath, protecting you until the end of the world.

His words were soft and lingering, like a summer breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up layers of delicate ripples.

This is not just a simple love talk, but also a deep emotion that boils in the chest, passes through the throat, and turns into a whisper. It is both the most gentle confession to her heart and an endless prayer to the vast sky.

His arms embraced her, with infinite tenderness in his strength, and the warmth of his palms was like spring sunshine, seeping into her heart bit by bit, giving her strength and peace.

Su Wanyu felt the warmth and couldn't help but snuggle back, wrapping her arms gently around his waist. The fingers behind her back trembled slightly, revealing the throbbing in her heart.

"How could I be the little grass that curls up in the dark, afraid of wind and rain? From now on, no matter how windy and rainy it gets, I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you, holding an umbrella together, and weather the storm together."

After she finished speaking, her brows relaxed, the corners of her mouth turned up, and a brilliant smile blossomed, like a newly blooming flower, beautiful yet tenacious.

"Then it's settled."

Gu Linjun responded quickly, with uncontrollable joy in his voice.

He slowly loosened his arms, lowered his head, and locked his gaze with hers, as if he wanted to engrave this scene deep in his soul.

She gently raised her long eyelashes, and their eyes met. There was only each other in each other's eyes. That innocence and determination were more unforgettable than any oath in the world.