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This winter, the weather was calm and the sea was calm, the border was stable, the auspicious snow was abundant, and the spring breeze of the past year also blew Leyouyuan early.

The Ministry of Rituals prepared for Princess Siyang's big wedding, chose a good day and auspicious day, and presented it.

Wei Liao delineated it with his own hands, looked at the date for a long time, and stretched out his hand to stroke the dried cinnabar marks.From a young age to a young man, he pressed this person heavily on his heart. If it could be easily removed now, the scar would be more beautiful than this, but it is a pity that it cannot be shown in front of others, so no one will know.

How the spring breeze is swaying, the river is freshly green, and the sun is warm outside, but he is staring at this piece of paper in a daze.

Once the farewell is long, it will make people suffer from the pain of lingering, as if pulling a departing figure to an infinite length, standing upright, with darkness covering the sky and the sun everywhere, no matter how long you wait, you can't wait for him to really go far, okay When he was taken away for a moment, he lost his thoughts, no longer thought that he would turn back, no longer thought that maybe he could wait until the deep sea became flat, and all the secrets would be revealed to the public under the sun.

People are always like this, thinking that they have given up a long time ago, but in fact, that love is like a puppy that remembers to eat but not to beat, always following by its feet, unwilling to stay away, kicking it, only listening to it a few times Heartbreaking sobbing, I really wanted to call it over and stab it into my throat, but my hand softened first.What else can I do?

Tell it to follow, follow until the end of time, and pretend that it does not exist.

Because of love and sincerity, they are both so quiet, silent, hiding their whereabouts as if they are afraid, as if being found out is the most terrible and most inappropriate thing in the world.

Wei Liao put down his pen, turned around and went to Zhaoyang Hall.

He had been used to finding comfort in his son these days, and it was the same now.

Before he had such a person, he never expected that he wanted this child, but after having such a person, he really felt a lot.This child inherits his bloodline and is his close relative, which cannot be cut off or changed, how stable and firm it is.He also naturally loves his father, he can act like a baby, and the president wants to hug him. He neither thinks that he is scheming, nor that he is not cruel enough.

How much he hesitated, and how willing he was to indulge in the weakness that accompanies him when he was with his children to escape and ponder over and over again until he woke up from a dream, only remembering a bloody face and the Tai'a sword in his hand.

The Long Yuan sword lay across his feet like that, in the dream he didn't feel any pain at all, but when he woke up he raised his hand to press his forehead, as if being pierced by a sword.

Right now everything is fine, Chun and Jingming, but everyone knows that the essence of a power struggle is to fight and fight, and it cannot be stopped until only one person is left.The waste prince had already experienced it once at that time, and now he will come again for the second time. Could it be that he is destined to be lonely and widowed, to climb high and look far?

If he failed, Cheng Ming would also die.

He understands the essence of this all too well, knowing that now that Cheng Ming is in place, his own death will not be the end, but killing them all is the way to go.

But Chengming didn't deserve to die.Wei Liao himself was willing to gamble and admit defeat, at least to bear the due consequences. Cheng Ming was just born, and he knew nothing about what his father did. If he died because of him, then he would not feel no regrets.

Wei Liao has something on his mind, so he is very indifferent to others, and only concentrates on teasing his son.Cheng Ming is still about a few months away from learning to speak, but his shouts are already very loud. He stares at the golden bell in his father's hand and tries his best to reach out to grab it. He never tires of playing this game.

No one expected that Wei Liao would have such patience and interest in children, but he loves no one too much, and when he came over, no one would bother him, and no one objected to him taking him to the Zichen Palace.

Although the imperial concubine and Li Jieyu loved him very much, the future of this child could only depend on Wei Liao.

He had fought with children for a while, and the exhaustion deep in his heart was completely concealed, so he drove away from the palace, and went to the Zichen Palace to deal with government affairs as usual, and no one dared to keep him, and occasionally he stayed for a meal, and the second concubine was with him, and he felt good, so he was always calm Hele, until the day Princess Siyang descends.

Fu Xiru also had the title of Duke of the Founding County, so the wedding was naturally very lively and grand, and the city was full of joy. Wei Liao went to the mansion to officiate the wedding in person, and returned to the palace after drinking a cup of wedding wine.

This day is the busiest day for newcomers, and Wei Liao only sat for a moment, but he couldn't say anything, only proclaiming the decree and thanking him. Wei Liao watched him bow down, and he couldn't understand what he was feeling, except for a word of peace. More words.

He never asked Fu Xiru if he was willing to go back on his word, but he knew that the other party would never go back on his word, so he took this day as the day of the real farewell, and from then on, he went the opposite way.However, it is easier to make up your mind than to really separate.

Wei Liao walked without any flaws, leaving the newlyweds behind, closed his eyes and returned to his lonely palace, just when a branch of peach blossom dipped in water opened, he couldn't help ordering people to stop, stop here for the time being.

He just suddenly remembered some old things.

Fu Xiru doesn't really love calamus flowers very much. Even if he is very special to calamus because of the word, it is not a love affair.Most of what he likes are snow-white fragrant flowers, roses, gardenias, lily of the valley, white roses, roses, and peach blossoms in spring.

This flower is not common, but it is too common, everywhere in the fields.Only the one in the palace is not quite the same. It has long created an elegant landscape, and it can be viewed from anywhere when the flowers bloom, and it can be seen as a painting.Wei Liao plucked a peach blossom and stuffed it into his sleeve casually. He just looked around and didn't want to go anywhere. He wanted to continue walking, but he also felt that the road ahead was boundless, his steps were heavy, and he didn't want to move for a moment.

He always thought that it would be good if it passed today. After hanging the knife for such a long time, all that is left is to heal slowly. He has always had no rules in his heart, let alone morality. is different.

So different.

As far as everyone has a woman sooner or later, it is clear that he was sorry for Fu Xiru first, and now it is his turn to accept it, but he feels the pain is unspeakable, and he really can't bear it.He knew in his heart that this was unreasonable, and he also knew that reasoning was useless. He was just born this way, he was never a good person, and he never put himself in other people's shoes.

When he first met Fu Xiru, he was only in his early ten years old. The eldest brother who was the prince at that time was in front of him, and the late emperor doted on him a lot. What he did in the palace was a deeply loved young prince.At that time, Fu Xiru was about to become an official. He attracted much attention and was often called into the palace. Because of this, he was acquainted with Wei Liao who lived near the Zichen Palace.

The two are still cousins ​​in terms of relatives, but Wei Liao just knows that this is different.There are a large group of cousins ​​who study with him, all of whom are different from him.Now that I think about it, it’s nothing more than five years behind, one is a child, and the other is about to become an adult. Even if he is a prince and has been crowned king early, he knows that he can’t instruct this person to play games with him or pester his father. limit.

He didn't think about it from the beginning, he only blamed Chang'an Spring Night, blamed only the wind and the moon.

Fu Xiru had always treated him well, from minister to ruler, cousin to cousin, and later to lover. This boundary has been confused for a long time, and it is really difficult to separate again. Wei Liao himself can't tell.He knows that he is very good. No one can match his appearance, talent and identity, but his heart is different from other things. If you are not good enough, it should be yours. If he doesn't love this person, there is nothing he can do. of.

However, whether he really loves is something that cannot be tested. It seems that just like Wei Liao himself, in fact, he has no choice.

He lied, coaxed, seduced, all kinds of means and thoughts, all the connivance, forbearance, and pain he took from this person seemed to be returned to him in the end.

Wei Liao broke off a branch of peach blossoms, went back to his Zichen Palace in a trance, asked Ziqiong to find a bottle to offer, and poured it into her arms: "Isn't it time to drink now?"

Ziqiong gently stroked his hair, and asked someone to bring over the hot peach blossom wine, which was brewed from flower petals collected in previous years, and after ripening, it was buried in the ground for several years, and now it is the right time to take it out.

The faint fragrance filled Wei Liao as if covering the clouds and avoiding the moon. He vainly held a peach blossom and turned over on Ziqiong's lap: "Look, the flowers have faded away and the wine is gone. It's different."

The fine wine in the palace is sweet, but the wine in the princess's mansion is bitter. After drinking this cup, they are married and there is no change. However, the two married people are not happy or shy. , it seems that they have been married for a long time, and they are not separated from each other.

When Fu Xiru came back after changing his clothes, he happened to see Wei Chenrui sitting in front of the makeup mirror, with a guard kneeling beside him.After all, she has accumulated a lot of power in Fangzhou, especially the guards. She was unable to enter the palace before, so she gave part of the list to Fu Xiru. When the princess mansion is completed, she will have a place to go.

This man is one of them.

Fu Xiru frowned slightly, and felt that there seemed to be a strange atmosphere between the princess and the guard, so he went to the side and sat down in silence.

As soon as he came in, they stopped talking. The princess thought for a moment, then tapped the dressing table briskly: "Go and do it."

The guard took the order, got up and left, walked to the door and looked back, then retreated silently.Fu Xiru had his own judgment in his heart, but he refused to reveal it. He straightly unfolded the quilt and invited the princess to rest: "It's late at night, and I have to enter the palace tomorrow to thank you. It's time for the princess to go to bed."

Wei Chenrui played with a step shaker, and gave him a half-smile, not a smile, and the two of them, let alone talking too much, lay down on one side of the marriage bed and closed the curtain.

To sleep with another person from night to dawn is actually a new thing for both of them, and it is difficult to fall asleep even when they lie down. Said: "Lang Jun has a great kindness to me, but I want to repay the kindness and revenge, and I will become a notorious person with my husband."

Fu Xiru smiled softly.

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Finally married!