Silent Lover

Song Qing froze in place. .

Does he love Lian'er or Honglian? Who is he going to marry? Even he himself can't tell, Lian'er has been his obsession for half his life, if Honglian wasn't Lian'er, would he still try his best to marry him?

Honglian unloaded her burden, let out a long sigh of relief, and then turned to leave. He shouldn't have been close to Song Qing in the first place, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

"red lotus!".

Hong Lian was shocked when she heard Song Qing's call, and hit Song Qing's chest as soon as she turned her head. Before he could respond, Song Qing stuffed her into her arms, and her arms were tightly bound, making it difficult for him to breathe. . .

"Who told you that I don't love you anymore? I just want to marry you, no matter if you are Lian'er before or Honglian now! You have been hiding from me for so many years, do you know how much I miss you? You disappeared a few days ago, I'm worried too! Do you understand? Guren, I want you! This time, I won't let you run away!".

Song Qing confessed his feelings incoherently in Honglian's ear. He was not good at words and always felt that his words didn't convey his meaning, so he was very anxious, but the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't express his feelings clearly. .

Hong Lian was a little dazed by Song Qing's sudden outburst, he struggled a few times, and finally breathed smoothly. .

I'm not the Lian'er in your memory anymore, why do you...

Hong Lian said with a wry smile, but was interrupted by Song Qing.

"I know! I know everything! I did something wrong. I always treat you as before, living in the obsession of the past, ignoring your present goodness, Honglian, I love you."

Hong Lian's heart seemed to be gripped, and an indescribable sourness poured out. Would anyone like his dilapidated appearance now?

"You...you don't need to coax me with sweet words, I don't need you to tell lies to cover up what I look like"

I’m telling the truth! When did I lie to you?” Song Qing swore, “If you don’t believe me, you can marry me and see how I treat you in the future. Let God kill me with a thunderbolt. "

Hong Lian lowered her eyebrows, he had long been prepared to die alone, he didn't believe that two people would live happily together until old age, and he didn't believe that he was entitled to such things.

"You come with me."

Seeing that he was silent, Song Qing pulled him back. .

"do what?".

"Go to worship hall."

Song Qing took Honglian to the main room. Honglian saw the red lettering of wedding couplets in the room, red candles flickering, and wedding cakes and fruit snacks on the table. Song Qing spent all her thoughts on this.

"Lian'er, we pretended to worship so many times when we were young, and this time it can finally come true. Although time has passed, you are the one I fell in love with."

Song Qing can't talk sweetly, so Honglian knows that what he said is from the heart.

"If you have any affection for me, just trust me. If you don't have any affection for me, just regret it before you say goodbye."

Hong Lian seemed to have entered an illusion, embarrassed, and afraid of disturbing her dream.

Song Qing personally helped him put on the gown again, and both of them held the red end.

"Worship heaven and earth."

Song Qing's voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing in the mansion, as if announcing something, overlapping with Hong Lian's childish voice that had been rehearsed thousands of times in her childhood when she was playing games.

Honglian's body was doing the same movements as Song Qing without thinking.

Song Qing turned to Honglian and said with a smile: "Lian'er, you and I also have no father or mother, only each other in this world."

After finishing speaking, Song Qing was about to shout aloud for the third time, when Honglian suddenly interrupted him.

"wait.".

Song Qing's heart turned cold, and she looked at Honglian nervously.

"I have a few things to ask you." Honglian said with a concentrated expression.

Hong Lian hesitated for a moment, then murmured: "A jade arm can be used as a pillow by thousands of people, and a little bit of red lips can be tasted by thousands of people. I've already been mired in the mud. Are you not afraid of being cast aside like me?"

"Not afraid." Song Qing didn't even think about it.

"Even if you don't care about your own reputation, aren't you afraid of insulting your family?"

Song Qing shook his head: "Not afraid.

There was a rippling in Honglian's eyes, and she said dejectedly: "I can't bear children for you to carry on the family line, why don't you marry a woman?"

"I marry you, not to carry on the family line."

Hong Lian gritted her teeth and said: "You and I are both men, and the law has not tolerated it throughout the ages."

"I have requested an imperial decree. The emperor's imperial edict to bestow marriage just arrived this morning. Besides, even the emperor himself... Which law is greater than the emperor?"

Song Qing got up, put the imperial decree on the case, turned her head and said with a smile: "Look, if you don't agree again, you will be disrespecting the imperial decree."

Hong Lian was speechless to each other, and said slightly bitterly: "Without orders from parents, words from matchmakers, and no congratulations, you and I are destined not to receive a single blessing."

Shouts of "husband and wife worship each other" resounded through the general's mansion.

"We can't celebrate together, but I beg you and me to be happy."

Song Qing replied like this.