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"I want Youzhou." He lowered his head and smiled, took a step forward, and stood side by side with her: "I want you, too."
The words are full of domineering.
He can get Youzhou based on his ability, but there is only one Fu Minghua in the world. If he misses it, he really misses it.
"If I can't marry you, I'm not the one holding your hand right now, I'm not the one walking side by side with you, and it's not me who's by your side at this moment, accompanying you to enjoy the snow and the scenery." Yan Zhui said seriously. He looked down at her, "Youzhou is important, but it's there. But Yuanniang, what about you?"
His voice softened a little, and his eyes looked expectant:
"If I didn't come over, you would have gone far."
Yan Zhui has never thought about whether he would regret missing out on Youzhou because of marrying her, because in his heart Youzhou is only a part of his ambition, and it is not one ten thousandth of hers.
She was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously tightened her palms on the heater in her hand. After exerting too much force, the stove that had just been filled with carbon burned her palms, and she came back to her senses.
"So what does Yuan Niang think?"
He looked at her and asked with a smile in his eyes.
She opened her mouth, and Yan Zhui reached out to caress her cheek. She leaned her head in Yan Zhui's palm, and after a while, she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his waist.
It was still dark, and although the servants were not approaching, they were still far away.
Fu Minghua has always been thin-skinned and reserved. Even if Yan Zhui sometimes gets close to her, he would do so reluctantly. At this time, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist. Yan Zhui reacted and stretched out his arms to hug her tightly.
He vaguely felt that this was a good opportunity, and looked down at her with her face pressed against his chest, revealing her charming and charming appearance, and said softly:
"You are more important than Youzhou."
At that time, when he watched the young lady enter the palace, the look she looked back at him only meant something. Who knew that it was that look, that encounter, and the conversation that made him feel that it was great to have her in this world.
Yan Zhui stroked her rolled-up hair:
"I only wish to grow old with you and your wife, and never let my heart down." Yan Zhui promised her.
He is the proud man of heaven and holds great power.
Although she was born in the Changle Hou Mansion, today, the Hou Mansion has long been in decline. Although her mother was born in the fourth surname, the Xie family still repaired their relationship with her because of him.
As for Fu Qixian, let alone mention it.
He was willing to say this to her at this time, really without any purpose or intention.
Fu Minghua¡¯s eyes filled with tears, and he hugged her harder.
Before going to bed at night, Yan Zhui sat by the bed and waited for her, but he didn't come for a long time. When he was about to look for her, she came over with a box.
He recognized the box. It was the old box of the Lu family that he had borrowed from his mother, Concubine Cui, and given to her before she left the palace.
He clearly remembered that when he was in Shanzhou, the letters he wrote back to her were packed in this box.
For some reason, Yan Zhui's heart began to beat faster and faster.
As if he thought of something, he sat up straight and stared at her.
Fu Minghua was a little shy, but he took off his shoes and got on the couch.
There was no one else in the house. After Fu Minghua got married, when Yan Zhui went back to the house to sleep, Biyun and the others who were on duty at night all moved to the outside to sleep.
She sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and touched the carved patterns on the rosewood, but still hesitated to unlock the lock.
Yan Zhui was a little anxious, but he forced himself to calm down and not rush her.
"Do you remember," she hesitated, and just as she asked, Yan Zhui said:
"Of course I remember."
He wrote a letter to her, leaving half of it blank, waiting for her to fill it out.
How could he not remember this?
He has been waiting for such a long time, but there has been no movement from her. Sometimes when Yan Zhui thinks about this, he secretly wonders if she has forgotten about it.
Fu Minghua lowered his head again, and after a long while, he hesitated to open the box. Every time the wooden lock was pushed by her fingertips, the creaking sound made Yan Zhui tighten his fists.
The lock opened in response, and he recognized the letter at the top at a glance.
The four corners of the cover have turned white, obviously she has been reading it frequently.
??????????????????????????????????????? For some reason, when Yan Zhui knew that she was just like him and often played with letters and read them, Yan Zhui's originally nervous heart suddenly returned to where it was before.
He couldn't help but laugh out loud. He reached out first and took the letter in his hand. He stretched out his arms and motioned for her to lean into his arms.
At this point, it was too late for Fu Minghua to regret it. She obediently climbed into Yan Zhui's arms and resisted the urge to snatch the letter back. She was relieved when she saw that he did not open the letter in a hurry. .
"Yuan Niang knows that when I wrote the letter, I thought about it for a long time."
He lowered his head and looked at Fu Minghua.
The gauze curtains in front of the bed did not fall down, and the lights did not go out. His face was extremely handsome under the light.
He told her seriously about his anxiety when writing a letter and the confusion before sending it.
Like her, he was actually a little worried.
??Worried that her thoughts would not be understood by her, and worried about how she would respond.
Before writing the letter, he had actually thought about it for a long time. Sometimes what he wanted would always come at an equal price. He had really thought it through and was not just trying to coax her.
Fu Minghua, who was originally filled with panic and regret, felt a little calmer after hearing what he said.
He lowered his head and touched the top of her head with his forehead, and then opened the letter.
Yan Zhui pulled out the document almost eagerly. After shaking it open, he didn't have time to look at the previous pages. After searching briefly, he recognized the one he wanted to see and then pulled it out.
His expression was so serious that it was almost pious. At the end of the letter, he wrote: One flower, one leaf, one world
She had some silk handwriting written on the back: One husband, one wife, one person.
Yan Zhui grinned stupidly. The answer he wanted was a little late, but he finally got it.
"Yuan Niang." He held the letter in his hand and read it again and again, but he still felt that he couldn't get enough.
Fu Minghua¡¯s calligraphy was very similar to her persona, both beautiful and smart, which made him fall in love with her more and more.
"Yuan Niang." He called again, and Fu Minghua responded softly: "Yes."
"Yuanniang, Yuanniang, Yuanniang." He kept calling, and Fu Minghua was infected by him and imitated him: "Sanlang, Sanlang, Sanlang."
He kissed the letter hard where she had written, read it for a while, folded the letter, put it carefully back into the envelope, and then asked her:
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
What Yan Zhui was referring to was that the words she filled out didn¡¯t look like they were filled in today. Judging from the worn envelope, she didn¡¯t make this decision on a whim, but after careful consideration. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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