snow on pillow

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In the dead of night, the royal court of Chigu City.

Weng Guimi had been sitting on the throne in silence for a long time, recalling what Jieyou said to her today, he felt a severe pain in his heart.

"Kun Mi, it's late at night, it's time to go back and rest." The servant girl comforted her softly.

Weng Guimi just shook his head, he had to admit that although getting rid of Feng Shi was the best way to get rid of the bottom line, this matter would also become a knot between him and Jieyou that would never be resolved.

Injuring eight hundred enemies and one thousand self-injury, this battle was also lost by him.

But when Weng Guimi thought that he had lost to a woman, the anger that ignited burned his heart into burning pain, and he yelled at the servant girl angrily, "When will it be your turn to be alone?" The little maid is in charge? Get lost!"

"No!" The servant girl was so frightened that she knelt down and kowtowed suddenly, and stepped back quickly.

When Weng Guimi was the only one left in the Royal Court Hall, he felt that the surroundings were eerily quiet, he sighed heavily, and a worry-relieving smile appeared in his mind again.

"Liu Jieyou, when will you understand the lonely heart?"

Weng Guimi felt very uncomfortable, and suddenly stood up from the throne, and walked quickly towards Jieyou's residence in the harem.

Jieyou had already rested, and there was only one bright lamp left in the huge hall, and the pale halo fell on the pillow, as if it had been sprinkled with a thin piece of snow.

Touching the pillow lightly with his fingers, Jieyou finally got used to the days without Shi by his side, and quietly asked: "Shi, where are you? Come back soon, please, I'm not used to it, I'm not used to it at all..." Tears flowed quietly Sliding down and soaking into the pillow core is even more cool.

If it had been in the past, at this time Feng Shi would hold her hand tenderly, exhale gently, warm her hands red, kiss her on the forehead with a smile, and say softly, "Relieve worry, Time to rest."

"good……"

In a trance, Feng Shi's face seemed to appear in the blurred vision, Jieyou stretched out his hand to caress, but the touch of his fingertips was nothing.

"You can't talk for nothing, you promised me that we will leave a name in the history together, and use the history as a marriage letter." Jieyou buried his head on the pillow, and finished speaking in an extremely sour voice, only a night of low sobs remained .

Outside the bedroom, Weng Guimi's face was ashen, and the hand that was about to push the palace door froze in place.

"Kun Mi wants to go in, let the servant girl go and pass it on." The maid from the Han family quickly bowed.

Weng Guimi gritted his teeth and sneered, "No need!"

Seeing Weng Guimi walking away resentfully, the maid felt terrified in her heart, she had never seen Weng Guimi get so angry.

"Qingshi makes the marriage letter, Liu Jieyou, no matter how the Qingshi is written, you are already the right wife of my Wusun, and the one who is as famous as you in the Qingshi can only be my Weng Guimi!"

The anger in his heart was hard to contain, after Weng Guimi said this, he punched hard on the pillar beside him.

"Kun Mi, this is..." The passing maid exclaimed, and hurriedly stepped forward to examine Weng Guimi's hand, but saw that it was bruised and purple, as if it was about to bleed.

"The decree of the orphan is that the city of Chigu will be decorated with lanterns and festoons within three days. I will marry the wife of the right, Liu Jieyou, with the courtesy of the Han family!"

"promise."

On the second day, when Kunmi's order reached Jieyou's ears, Jieyou just smiled coolly, sat silently in front of the bronze mirror, and said coldly, "Come here, and serve me to make up."

"No." The maid approached Jieyou and asked in a low voice, "What kind of bun does the princess want to wear today?"

"Feihuang." Jieyou said lightly, staring blankly at himself in the mirror, his eyes were lifeless, like stagnant water, "I'll go and get my wedding dress in a while."

"promise."

A moment later, Jieyou put on the wedding dress she wore when she came to Wusun, but she could no longer see her timid face.

"The princess is still as beautiful as ever!" The maid couldn't help but praised.

"Heh, does it look good?" Jieyou pursed his lips and smiled coldly, looked back at himself in the bronze mirror, picked up the eyebrow pencil in front of the dressing table, and traced his eyebrows again, instantly adding a little heroism.

"Back... back to the princess, Mrs. Zuo is here!"

The maid suddenly communicated at the door.

Jieyou said lightly: "Then invite her in, just in time, I have something to say to her."

"Tsk tsk, my sister looks really good today, what a pity, the wedding ceremony will be three days away." Mrs. Zuo couldn't help but choked when she stepped into this place.

"As long as I like it, today can be a wedding ceremony." Jieyou turned around, looked at Mrs. Zuo coldly, and ordered, "Go, invite Kunmi here."

"This is the time when Kunmi is discussing politics. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for my younger sister to do this." Mrs. Zuo took a step closer, "I would like to advise you, first come first, first come first, young and old are orderly, don't be favored for a while, and then forget Who are you?"

Jieyou said coldly: "In my sister's heart, who is Ben Gong?"

"I heard that your emperor is causing trouble with witchcraft, tsk tsk, even your own son has rebelled against you, it's really scary." Mrs. Zuo said mockingly, "If you cause some serious trouble here, But no one can help you."

"As long as Kunmi cares about me, that's enough." Jieyou walked up to Mrs. Zuo and stood beside her, "In the days to come, I will feel wronged and my sister will keep more vacant rooms."

"you!"

"Also, watch out for Little Nimi." Jie You whispered something in his ear, then turned to look at the maid who was still standing there, "Why don't you go invite Kunmi?"

Mrs. Zuo glared at Jieyou angrily, "Liu Jieyou, do you imply that you want to fight with me?"

"Those who hurt me should pay me back, and those who hurt me should pay me ten times more." Jieyou calmly met Mrs. Zuo's angry eyes, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said in the language of the Huns, "You and I are the same The well water does not interfere with the river water, this is yours to mine!"

I don't know if I should be surprised that Jieyou can speak the language of the Huns, and I don't know if I should regret that my tactic of taking everything from the bottom of the pot has brought me such a difficult opponent. Madam Zuo didn't know how to answer the question for a while.

"Back to the princess, Kunmi is here."

"Meet Kunmi--"

All the people in the hall knelt down in front of Weng Guimi who hurried over.

Only Jieyou stood upright, and suddenly smiled at Weng Guimi, "Kun Mi, you're here."

Su Mei's voice was actually a soft whisper that Weng Guimi had never heard before.

Looking closely at today's Jieyou, she is wearing a red dress, her cheeks are as bright as peach blossoms, she is very beautiful.

Weng Guimi was stunned, but forgot to call these people to get up, walked straight to Jieyou, nodded and smiled, "It looks good, madam looks good today!"

Jieyou stretched out his hand to hold Weng Guimi's arm, and said with a smile, "Since she looks pretty, can Kunmi ask me for a favor?"

"You said..." Weng Guimi only felt that today's relief of worries was very strange, but even though he knew it was abnormal, he still felt happy in his heart.

"Come with me for a walk." Jieyou pointed to the outside of the hall, and stepped on Mrs. Zuo's palm on the ground with her toes, causing Mrs. Zuo to jump up on the spot.

"Liu Jieyou! You are so bold!"

"Kunmi is here, when will it be your turn to shout?" Jieyou asked rhetorically.

Madam Zuo glared at Weng Guimi, "Kunmi, which one is more important between the Xiongnu and the Han, do you want to weigh it carefully?"

"According to my sister, the Xiongnu and the Han are not important. Kunmi is the king of Wusun, so naturally Wusun is the most important! My sister suddenly said such a sentence, no matter how Kunmi answered, it would always offend others. What is your intention? What about it?" Jieyou opened his mouth and looked at Mrs. Zuo coldly, "I hope my sister will be careful in her words and deeds in the future, and don't make things difficult for Kunmi."

Weng Guimi looked at Jieyou in surprise and joy, followed Jieyou's words, and said seriously: "Mrs. Zuo really needs to pay attention to what you say." He took Jieyou's hand, but he was not dodged by Jieyou, and his heart was full of joy. I couldn't help lowering my head and asked, "Jieyou, you have figured it out, Feng Shi's matter is indeed related to Gu..."