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The two people looked at each other, and Shen Yi looked at her deeply.
The fingers on the clothes tightened, then tightened again, and finally slowly and reluctantly let go, closed their eyes, and tried to calm down.
When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear again. He lowered his head and kissed Shu Ci on the corner of her lips, then picked up a strand of her hair and said, "Wait for me for a few more days until my confinement is over"
Just come to propose marriage.
Shu Ci clearly saw that when he mentioned the grounding, his eyes flashed with sadness for a moment, and then disappeared again.
She didn¡¯t know what this dismissal meant to him. It should be said that she knew only a little about the affairs in the court, but she could feel it from Shuci¡¯s interactions in the past few days.
Even though she was by his side, Shen Yi still had an indescribable look of weariness in her eyes.
He often holds a copy of "The Purifying Mantra" and looks down at the window to read it, but he doesn't know how much he has read. Just by looking at the title and the text, he knows that the emotions in his heart must be much more complicated than what appears on the surface.
If we say the biggest difference between Shen Yi and Wu Ming, this is probably it.
In my impression, Wuming never had anything to worry about, and she was always the one who had worries. She said, and he listened, and then slowly explained, teasing heartlessly.
But now that I think about it, it¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t have something on his mind, it¡¯s just that he has never mentioned it in front of himself.
Shu Ci actually wanted to ask about the past events about his family and him, but in the end he couldn't speak and felt it was inappropriate. He stopped talking several times.
The only thing I can remember is that in an inn in a small northwest town, he spoke in a low voice and pretended to be relaxed about his biological mother, Concubine Chun.
"Your Majesty"
Shen Yi was staring at the words in the book and was distracted. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and moved his eyes away. Then he said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't I tell you to change your name?"
Shu Ci didn¡¯t pay attention to this, and just leaned over, ¡°It¡¯s boring at home, isn¡¯t it?¡±
Hearing this beginning, he closed the book with great interest and waited for her to continue.
¡°There will be a temple fair in a few days, let¡¯s go to the temple fair.¡±
Shen Yi pointed at himself: "Did you lose your memory and forget that I was still grounded?"
"This is easy." Shu Ci took out the silver mask from his back that he hadn't worn for a long time, his expression full of pride, "Just put it on. We won't be noticed easily when we go out at night."
Shen Yi picked up the mask with his index finger, feeling a little nostalgic. Shen Yi played with it and teased her with a smile: "Actually, you want to go, right?"
Shu Ci smiled slightly but did not explain.
With his eyes lingering on her smile, Shen Yi put the mask aside and said in a reluctant tone: "In that case, I'll just keep you company."
"OK."
In the evening, I sent the letter and left the house.
The evening wind blew through the gloomy sky, causing the branches and leaves of the trees to sway, but it was rare that it didn't make anyone feel cold.
Shen Yi leaned against the wall and quietly watched her walking down the street until she disappeared at the corner of the street.
There is an indescribable sense of relief in my heart.
The time spent at home was not the first time he was frustrated, but it was the closest to being alive.
In the past, when I was alone, I was hesitant, irritable, and had many thoughts.
The first half of his life was not peaceful.
Every day I just deal with all kinds of things, listen to all kinds of rumors, and avoid all kinds of assassinations
I even thought about whether such a life is meaningful.
Fortunately, now I have her.
¡°When I was at my lowest and most depressed time in my life, I couldn¡¯t be more fortunate to have her by my side.
At the corner, Ziyu was looking up and talking to Gao Yuan. She caught a glimpse of Shuci coming out and then followed her.
"Miss."
Shuci nodded politely to Gaoyuan and walked back with Ziyu.
She is the talkative one on weekdays, but on this journey, Ziyu was rarely quiet. When she turned around, she could only see her frowning in thought, as if she had something on her mind.
"What's wrong? Did Gao Yuan bully you? He didn't say anything."
The latter sighed, "I was thinking about you and the prince."
"my business?"
"Looking at the two of you now, it must be that a happy event is coming soon." She first congratulated her, and then said, "But in what capacity do you have to marry? The prince and concubine must be married by the emperor's decree, and our master has the official position , I don¡¯t know if I can climb it or not.¡±
BookHe raised his head and looked up, and the red silks were flying in front of his eyes.
This scene brings a bit of sadness and desolation.
Shu Ci paused for a moment, exchanged glances with Shen Yi, and whispered suspiciously: "These days, even Taoist priests come here to seek marriage?" He is still an old Taoist priest.
The latter chuckled and lowered his voice as she did, "Can't you let me have a few sweethearts from my youth?"
When mentioning this, Shuci suddenly fell silent: "What about you?"
"Me what?"
"Did you have a good date when you were young?"
He answered easily: "Yes."
Shu Ci was stunned for a moment, then frowned. Thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising that he has a confidante with his status, but it's hard to get over it.
Shen Yi said with a half-smile but not a smile: "You look so uglyare you jealous?"
They were far away, and their voices were not loud. I thought the other party didn't hear me, but I didn't expect that he had a good ear. The old man looked away and said with a smile: "No, no The girl misunderstood, and the poor Taoist has nothing to do with it." We like each other, but I'm just passing through here to see an old friend."
Shu Ci raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Is your old friend hanging on this tree?"
I could hear that she was joking, and the old man was not annoyed. He raised his hand and said, "There are not even ten thousand red silks here but also a thousand. There is always one." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com