Remembrance Hibiscus GL

The hall is deep and secluded, the doors and windows are closed tightly, sandalwood is still burning in the copper gilt incense burner, and the white smoke rises up, filling the quiet air.

Although Lianzhen no longer struggled and resisted, Binglun was still afraid that she would run away, her arms tightened more and more, as if she had exhausted all her strength, wishing to merge the two of them into one, Lianzhen's shoulders were strangled It hurts, but the pain in my heart is miraculously relieving bit by bit with the strength of this hug.

For a moment, Binglun felt a burst of warm moisture slowly soaking the clothes on her shoulders, and her guilt and pity intensified, so she let go of her, supported her weak shoulders with both hands, and whispered: "Lian'er, I'm sorry."

Tears flowed in Lian Zhenxing's eyes, stubbornly biting her lower lip, sobbing slightly, trying her best not to cry out, Binglun repeated in a low voice: "I'm sorry, it's my fault..." She raised her hand wanting to cry. Wiping her tears, Lian Zhen pushed her hand away, turned her head quickly, Binglun was in a hurry, turned her body, and kissed her face.

Hers (Luohuaren's independence), as light as a butterfly, stays on her eyelids, and then slowly goes down, sucking away the tears from her cheeks bit by bit, now it's Lian's turn to be really anxious: "Don't... ....", Binglun's body was clinging to her, clasping her slender waist, making her unable to move, her lips (micro swifts flying together).

While dodging, Lian Zhen whispered anxiously: "This is a Buddhist hall, don't be like this..."

"It doesn't matter, the Buddha is the most merciful and tolerant, and he won't be blamed." Binglun heard that there was a pleading taste in her voice, stopped her movements, pressed her forehead against hers, panted slightly, and after a while, whispered again Said: "He knows that I treat you with sincerity."

After Lianzhen heard this, her nose couldn't help sore, Binglun stretched out her arms to embrace her again, but she stretched out her hand and pushed her heavily, Binglun staggered slightly at the feet, then stepped forward again, and hugged her, the two of them After standing silently for a while, Lian Zhen waved his fists, beat her on the shoulder a few times, and suddenly cried: "There can be no one else except her!"

Hearing her tone, Binglun knew that she had finally forgiven him, so he couldn't help being overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "There will be no one else." As if to promise, he immediately added: "Except for you, there will never be anyone else." Anyone!" Her heart was sweet and painful, she took a long breath, pressed her head on her chest, and coaxed softly: "Stop crying, okay? Look, your eyes will be swollen later, and people will be killed." I can see the clue... Alas, my heart is about to be broken by your crying."

Lian Zhen sobbed and said: "You only bully me every time, and then... and then say something nice..." Even so, she still fell softly on her chest forward.

The two hadn't seen each other for several days, and they pretended to be innocent, but in fact they lived like years. At this time, the pimple was gone, as if they had survived a long dark night, felt the first ray of warm and bright sunshine in the morning, and breathed the first breath of freshness. The air is clean and moist, and its joy and joy are self-evident.

After a long time, Lian Zhen raised her head from her arms: "I've been here for a long time, it's time to go back, you... what should you do?"

Binglun saw a hint of worry in her eyes, looked outside, and said: "I can leave from the back hall, Gao Xian is still waiting there."

"Is there a door behind here?"

There was a smile on Binglun's lips: "Only here."

Lianzhen's pretty face slightly raised: "Okay, you deliberately arranged for me to be here."

Binglun coughed lightly: "Then I'll go first?"

"Ah."

Binglun stared at her and saw that the tears on her face were still wet, like grass with dew, pear blossoms with rain, the beauty was far beyond what words can describe, so she couldn't help feeling reluctant to part with her, put down her hand, and held it again.

Lian Zhen wondered: "What?"

Binglun approached her and whispered, "Come to my place later, okay?"

Lian Zhen blushed slightly: "I don't want to come to your place."

Binglun: "We haven't been together for a long time." Then he said: "If you don't agree, then I won't leave."

There was a taste of cheating, Lianzhen said with a straight face: "You have so many good-hearted people serving you, what do you want me to do in the past?"

Binglun was very embarrassed when she heard her flipping through old accounts: "I...I..."

In desperation, she even stuttered when she spoke. Lianzhen has known her for so long, but she has never seen her like this before. Even if there was still a trace of unhappiness in her heart, it disappeared at this moment, and she stretched out her hand to caress her collar: " You go back first." After thinking for a while, he whispered, "I'll come over after lunch."

Binglun's phoenix eyes sparkled with joy: "Then you have to remember!"

"Well, you go quickly."

Binglun walked a few steps, then turned around: "I'll wait for you."

Lian Zhen couldn't help but raise a smile on her lips, but in an instant she frowned slightly: "Let's go!"

The tea on the table was completely cold, and people gradually became anxious. Binglun stretched out his hand to open the window, and the breeze was mixed with the chill, and there was a faint sweet fragrance of osmanthus. It was a long time ago.

Gao Xian held a square plate and walked in lightly, Binglun turned around suddenly: "Lian'er."

Gao Xian was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Damn you, you scared Feng Jia."

Binglun was stunned, thinking to himself that he had always been patient, how could he be so impulsive and reckless like a sixteen or seventeen year old girl who was waiting for her first date with her lover? It's funny, but the face is indifferent: "This tea has no taste, replace it with milk tea."

"Yes."

Gao Xian put a few silver dishes with exquisite food such as tiger's eyes, breast nests and short cakes on the table, changed her to tea, and bowed to leave.

Binglun remembered the situation just now, shook his head, took a book from the bookshelf, sat down on the chair again, collected himself, and began to read carefully.

The sound of the hourglass was slowly flowing, and a slender wrist quietly opened the soft curtain. "It seems that I came at an unlucky time and interrupted your hard work." The sweet and soft voice with a mischievous smile seems to be able to soften people's hearts.

Binglun was overjoyed, looked up, and saw that she had changed into a sky-blue robe, her eyes were like stars, her skin was more than snow, she was standing there with a smile, like a white lotus just blooming, it made people's heart flutter.She got up involuntarily, and walked in front of her, her voice was so soft that it was almost a whisper: "Why are you here so late? It makes me think so much."

"Huh?" Lian Zhen looked at her, his eyes rippling: "How much do you want?" But without waiting for her to speak, she stretched out her arms to wrap her neck. Fumbling to reach the back of her head, she took off her hairpin, and the black hair poured down like a waterfall.

This way (without colorful phoenix and double flying wings) is enough to melt each other's souls, Binglun can't help it (this hate has nothing to do with the wind and moon), (the heart of spring will not be full of flowers, one inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray), soft like satin, she is excited The mind is slightly dizzy with joy, and the surge from the bottom of my heart (the heart has a consonance) begins to spread to the whole body, in the eyes, (the dawn of make-up reveals the snow of the skin, the concubines of the Spring Palace line up. The sound of the phoenix cuts the water Leisurely, press the neon clothes song again.)

The bright yellow phoenix tent was lowered, blocking part of the sunlight outside.Binglun's cheeks are hot, and his heart is burning like a flame. He has completely lost the gentleness and patience of the past.

There are vines in the wild, with zero dew.There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang.Meet each other, and live together with your son.The flowers fade and the red and green apricots are small.When the swallows, green water around people.There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world!The swing inside the wall is outside the wall.There are people outside the wall, and the beautiful people inside the wall laugh.Laughter gradually fades away, sentimental but ruthless annoyed.After a few beeps, Fang Feixie was reported again.Xichun folded the remnant red even more.The rain is light and the wind is violent, and the plums are green.Yongfeng willow, no one can stop the sun and snow.Don't pluck the unitary string, you can speak the extreme string.The sky is not old, love is inevitable.Heart like dual screen, there Chien knot.The night is over, the east window is not white and the waning moon is condensed. ), Lianzhen suddenly burst into tears: "Binglun, look at me." Binglun's eyes were blurred, and he looked down at her, but there seemed to be a trace of sadness in her joyful cry. . . . . .

The passion was slowly fading, Binglun ignored her tiredness, kissed her forehead again and again, stroking her fragrant shoulders: "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Lian Zhen shook her head, covered her eyes with the back of her hand, Bing Lun said: "Then what's wrong?"

"Binglun, am I really that inferior to her?" Her voice choked slightly: "Why can't you just let go?"

Binglun froze, and said softly: "You are not as good as her." After a few seconds of silence, he said again: "Lian'er, I love you."

This is the first time she said this to her since they were together, Lian Zhen moved the back of her hand away from her eyes, and looked at her with tears in her eyes: "You... What did you just say?"

"Lian'er, I love you." Binglun looked at her tenderly and sighed softly: "I can't let her go, not just because I love her so much, but..."

Speaking of which, she suddenly stopped, Lian Zhen said: "But what?"

Binglun lowered her eyes and said shyly: "It's that she died too badly. This is the first thing I hate in my life." As if she was afraid that she would ask any more questions, she raised her head and said quickly: "I know something, yes It's unfair to you, and I will love you with all my heart in the future."

Lian Zhen said: "As long as I hear your words, I... I..." She laughed and wanted to cry again, snuggled into her arms, closed her eyes: "Binglun, I've never been so happy..."

"I love you." Binglun hugged her, kept kissing her hair, her cheek, and murmured: "Lian Zhen, I love you..."

The rain outside the window gradually subsided, and the sound of "tick-tick" beating the leaves became a "rustling" sound, which was indescribably comfortable in my ears.

Lian Zhen was sitting in front of the dressing table, Bing Lun was holding an ivory comb in one hand, with a focused expression, combing her long black and satin-like hair carefully, occasionally when she looked up, she saw a light and sweet smile on Lian Zhen's lips, Looking at himself in the mirror, he also smiled back. Although this kind of affection is silent, it is better than a thousand words.

Lian Zhen suddenly remembered something: "By the way, you call Gao Xian in, I have something to tell him."

Binglun stopped the comb and said with a smile, "What do you have to say? Am I not serving you? Why do you need other people?"

"Oh, why don't you let him in."

Gao Xianben was standing in the outer hall waiting, he arrived as soon as he heard the call, and seeing Binglun standing there, he quickly knelt down and saluted each other, Binglun said: "Master Chen has something to tell you."

Gao Xian hurriedly said: "Yes." Not knowing what she was going to say, he just hung his head behind her and waited quietly.

"It's not a big deal." Lian Zhen put a four-butterfly pearl walking shaker into the jewelry box, and said casually: "I just want to tell you, if someone wants to enter the Queen Mother's side in the future, no matter if it's from Si Que or Si Yi's clothes. , or washing clothes and needlework, I have to get my permission, the Queen Mother usually has a lot of government affairs, and I will take care of these trivial matters in the future."

After Gao Xian heard this, he couldn't help turning his head to look at Binglun's expression, but seeing Binglun remained calm, he nodded his head slightly, and said: "Yes, this slave is following the master's orders."

"Also, if I ask you about the Queen Mother in the future, you must answer truthfully. I have the right to know anything about her, you know?"

This request seemed to be even more excessive, Gao Xian couldn't help but look at Binglun again, Binglun saw his questioning expression from the corner of his eye, and nodded imperceptibly, Gao Xian could only say: "Yes, the slave will never dare to lie to the master about anything. .”

Binglun said: "Okay, you go down."

Gao Xian kowtowed and quietly exited the curtain.Binglun supported Lianzhen's shoulders and said with a smile, "You should be satisfied now."

"This one?" Lian Zhen glanced at her from the mirror, with a half-smile on her face: "Just look at it later."

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Writing this chapter requires brewing emotions, and I have been very busy recently, so it took a little longer.

Of course, card H has always been my common problem

Anyway, it's barely a job.