【Preface】

The clouds are playing tricks, the flying stars are circulating, and the silver man is experiencing darkness.

Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than the rest, and there are countless people in the world.

——Qin Guan's "The Fairy on the Magpie Bridge"

Back then, Luoyang Forgetful Palace, the shedding willows were shining, and the sunset dyed your peach blossom face, mottled my poetry and wine years.

I am filled with the breeze, and you are filled with fragrance.

Neither you nor I know that there was a night, a moment, and a staggering moment.

The long street is prosperous, the flowers dance in the flowing light, and when you look back, you have never seen me hidden in the dim lights.

You seem to be in the vast sea, and I am in the distant galaxy.

Borrowing the night moon with a curtain of dreams, the spring breeze is tender and tender.

From then on, we meet the fate of cause and effect.

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[Youmeng]:

Mu Lifeng, you are so lucky. You have taken advantage of all kinds of good things, but marrying me is the most unlucky thing in your life, right? I know that's what you think.

You obviously have many opportunities to leave, but why don’t you leave?

[Lifeng]:

Maybe I am obsessed with the devil and waiting for everything. There will always be one day when people in the world envy Ji Youmeng, no longer because of your beauty, your background, or your power, but because your son-in-law is me.

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Even if I miss you to the bone, even if you are doomed, I will treat you as old as before and years will be the same.

Even if the prosperity comes to an end, even if the journey back is desolate, I still promise that you will live up to your life.

At that time, I did not see the green mountains, and the pears in my eyes reflected in red sleeves.

He doesn't remember how many times he stopped in his mouth, and he wanted to speak, but he still believed in the words of staying together forever, and guarding the spring flowers, autumn moon, summer rain and snow, and always had the original intention of being old.

——Records of "Huadu◆Foot the Wind"

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That night, the carriage left the palace gate and drove on the street to the princess's mansion.

The winter solstice sat in the Youmeng car to serve him, looking at Youmeng from time to time, but he always wanted to speak but stopped.

Youmeng noticed her uneasy and deliberately pretended to be innocent, asking her: "Winter Solstice, what do you think of the prince consort I chose?"

The winter solstice said with a down face: "Master, the son-in-law is also the master of the future, and I dare not talk nonsense."

Youmeng had no expression on his face: "There is no one else, what do you dare not say in front of me?"

Dong Xie smiled bitterly: "Anyway, I am quite surprised, I didn't expect that he would be the prince."

Youmeng nodded lightly: "I was also surprised when I first met him the day before yesterday."

"Princess, there is something... I don't know if I should remind you?" The winter solstice test

Looking at her, she seemed cautious.

"It has something to do with Prince Mu?"

The Winter Solstice is hard to say: "Princess still remembers that at the incense meeting that day, the princess mistakenly picked up the prince's incense recipe. The princess said that the recipe was used to cure..."

Before she finished speaking, Youmeng's eyes flew towards her like needles.

The winter solstice suddenly bowed in panic: "I'm talking too much..."

An expression of indescribable expression appeared on Youmeng's face: "I forgot about this. Our prince looks great on the outside but has a flaw in it?"

"Princess, this matter is big or small, do you want it..."

Youmeng understood the meaning of the Winter Solstice, and wanted her to go back and discuss with her father and mother.

"How do I say this?" Youmeng frowned slightly, feeling ashamed, "Does my daughter still want the face of her family?"

The Winter Solstice silenced, knowing that he had mentioned something he shouldn't have mentioned.

"Besides, he is already my chosen prince consort. If this matter is promoted, it will be my face that I, Princess Chu Yue." Youmeng sighed, "Let's leave this matter for the time being, and I will think of a suitable method to see how to solve it."

"The princess said yes."

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When he returned to the mansion and was about to walk to the Baishi Long Dike, Youmeng faintly saw a person sitting on the bench by the lake.

Long hair supports the wind, snow-colored clothes are tangled with black hair, quiet and lonely.

Youmeng immediately sensed who it was, raised her hand and made a gesture lightly, and then the Winter Solstice wisely retreated.

The figure in white clothes remained motionless, and she was still admiring the lotus flowers and lights floating on the lake.

Youmeng looked at him from a distance for a while, and finally felt unbearable. She walked slowly over and sat next to him.

He still looked ahead, his eyes were like a dead deep sea, without any surprise. In fact, when she came back and appeared behind him, he had already noticed it, but he didn't want to say anything.

Youmeng felt a warm heart. She gently held one of his knees and frowned and said, "I haven't seen you for three days, can Su Lang be safe?"

"Is it only three days?" There was a faint sarcasm in his tone, "Princess, why do I feel like we haven't seen each other for a long time?"

Youmeng stared at his side face and said in a whisper: "One day does not see it, like three autumns. Three days does not see it, and the years suddenly become late."

I miss you and make you old, but it’s too late.

She speaks really nicely and can always easily conquer a man's heart.

And his thin lips raised slightly: "The princess just chose the princess, and when she was most proud, she could still tolerate her longing for me?"

He spoke so blandly, the faint smile between his eyebrows and eyes was cold and dazzling.

Her hands that were holding the back of his hand were stiff and her heart was slightly cold and sore.

"You still blame me after all..."
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