484 Winter goes to spring

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Yinshi, Yuexian Palace.

"Sister-in-law, put on me a red wedding dress..."

"This dress is very heavy, in case..."

"I always want to get married. I hope, no matter what, I am the most beautiful bride..."

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On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Luo Wener stood beside Qian Yumo and looked at the faraway honor guard.

Xue Xue, will the hope in your heart come true?

Is your hope him or him...

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The fifth day of February, application time.

Qian Yuxue sat on the horse's back. Although it was bumpy, as long as the person in front of her was tight, she would feel stable and safe. Because of happiness, she was in her arms.

She looked back at the honor guard that gradually became smaller, became hazy and finally disappeared...

Brother Wang, sister-in-law, I'm leaving.

Please forgive Xue Xue for not understanding the righteousness. In fact, I don't think you want me to understand the righteousness.

Xuexue is really happy to have such a brother and sister-in-law. If there is an afterlife, Xuexue is still willing to be your sister...

Brother Wang, sister-in-law, I wish you happiness...

You must be happy!

Snowflakes floated into my eyes, a little cold and a little astringent, as if it were the big boy's tears...

She closed her eyes and felt the heartbeat that penetrated her back.

Qiu Ran...

You should be happy too...

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The fifth day of February, application time.

The man who married Wuya found an unknown person who intercepted their eldest princess.

What can I do?

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The third day of February, Youshi.

Luo Wener stood in front of the long coral window and looked out.

The winter day is short, the sky is dark, and the wind is colder, rolling snowflakes.

The eyebrows were covered with frost, but for a moment, they only stared at the figure dancing wildly in Merlin.

"Lang Hao, you bastard! Bastard - coo...cough..."

He scolded and took a sip. Since three days ago, after the annoying flute disappeared, their future prime minister began to learn to drink. He only exercised for three days and did not make any progress. He still took a sip and choked for a while.

is not drunk, but only draws circles in Meilin, which looks like a dance.

However, how can he say that he is not drunk? He carried the wine pot, scolded Lang Hao, and roared to the sky from time to time, "Wang Shang, Qiu Ran is very sad..."

Since Lang Hao left, Ying Qiuran has moved from outside the Yuexian Palace to outside the Bichi Palace. Luo Wener knew that it was because Qian Yumo was Qian Yuxue's brother and the closest person to the eldest princess. When he came here, he could feel the breath of his beloved more closely. Moreover, even if he is a shy child, he does not hide his mind from Qian Yumo. At this moment, he needs to vent, understand and listen.

Just...

The shoulder sank, and it was Qian Yumo who added a silver satin cloak for her: "Are you tired?"

"Amo, in your heart, do you want Xuexue... to be him or him?"

Actually, she knows that in Qian Yumo's heart, whether it is Lang Hao or Ying Qiu Ran, Qian Yuxue will be very happy. However, no matter who it is, the result is the same...

And at this time, Ying Qiuran burst out a "bastard" after appealing to Wang.

Qian Yumo smiled and wrapped around the person in front of him, with his jaw against her heart: "Do you think he will scold me or him?"

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After the first month, the snow snowed several times, but it gradually thinned, and finally turned into a light rain, so spring came.

It seemed that overnight, the new green full of trees was opened. Peaches, apricots and Li scrambled to occupy the branches, experienced the harsh winter, and bloomed more brightly.

Indeed, without wind and frost, how can you be proud of the cold fragrance?

With the arrival of spring, the dark surge and aweakness of winter began to fade away, and everything was full of vitality, accompanied by an unstoppable gentle and slightly stubborn wind blowing into the court and blowing into the Chaoyang Hall.

Luo Wen'er looked at the chief assistant British university scholar of the cabinet standing in the front on the left side of the imperial step.

A red official suit with a jade belt wrapped around the waist. Although it is thin, the shoulders are straight, like a new sword. At this moment, his eyebrows were slightly restrained, his eyes drooped slightly, and he was listening to the minister's report.

So focused and serious, even those old ministers of the family couldn't help nodding secretly. Not to mention Ying Ruocheng's slightly ricke back is getting straighter and straighter because of this son.

Today's second son is like a willow tree combed by the strong wind. Even if the branches and leaves are broken, it is more green, like the rising morning sun outside the hall, warm and strong.

She withdrew her eyes and looked at thousands of Yumo.

There is the same relief in the bottom of those eyes, which are exclusive to them, but there are also anger, warnings and threats. Because the Lord of Wuya resolutely did not allow her to focus on other men a little bit, and her eyes could not stay any longer.

So she also raised her eyebrows and stood up with her hands.

So Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the man smiling again, and his back closed the gap with the throne because of "anger" at this moment.

The man leaned against the armrest, pointing to it inadvertently tapping gently, and his proud appearance made people hate it.

After the court, Qian Yumo still proudly returned to the palace with Luo Wen'er, intending to "punish" her because of her "dis honestness".

Luo Wener easily broke away from him: "Stop making trouble, I'll see if Pan Yun has come back..."

"Why am I making trouble? I'm serious..."

She twisted around in her arms, which aroused his fire. He couldn't wait to press her down to drink soup and eat meat.

"Well, I'll talk about it when I come back, otherwise, you don't want me to... Well, not concentrate enough, right?"

Seeing her keep looking at the door, Qian Yumo bit her hatefully: "I find that you treat others better than me..."

Looking at his depression, Luo Wener only felt funny: "Okay, don't lose your temper. You've been tired all morning. Go and take a break..."

Qian Yumo was still unhappy and had a pair of small hands on his cheeks.

Luo Wener pinched his face and tried to lift the corners of her lips while rubbing: "Don't be unhappy, wait for me, I'll be back in a minute..."

Qian Yumo loved to listen to this, but he was still stiff and only clicked his lips.

Luo Wener put her feet up and touched them gently, but she was stopped by him and hugged her and kissed her asphyxiated.

Qian Yumo resisted the fire that was enough to burn her body, kissed her ears, and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, come back quickly..."

Luo Wener nodded, turned around and ran out of the door.

Qian Yumo quickly took off all the clothes that were in the way and drilled into the quilt.

Thinking about it, I ran to the wardrobe and personally chose a translucent middle coat to wear, deliberately tying only half of the belt.

returned to **, put on a ** posture, and pulled the neckline to make the delicate collar loom. Then he picked up the book and put his long hair behind him, leaving only a few waps on his chest. He thought it was extremely romantic and charming.

Naturally, I can't put my mind on the book. It's already good if I don't take it down. My eyes slipped to the door one by one, waiting for the delicate figure to appear so that he can show a smile that turns all sentient beings upside down. I must fascinate her and sleepwalkingly, and let him ask for it.

Out of the window, some green is swaying, sending the fragrance of light flowers and the chirling of birds.

Spring is so beautiful!