Empress' Marshal's Concubine

The seventeenth day of February fourteenth.

I want to get a love that will get married if I hold hands, but I was born in an era when even if I have sex, there may not be results. "Wan Yumo Diary"

It was when Ye Qingruo had a real concept of Valentine's Day when she was in the second year of junior high school. It was just after the new year when school started. She carried her black schoolbag as usual, and few other classmates had it. Those who carry backpacks are basically carrying one-shoulder schoolbags, so carrying a backpack, and it is not full of cuteness and bright colors like other girls, looks particularly eye-catching in the crowd.

That day when she got off the school bus, she was carrying her black schoolbag that looked like a mountaineering bag, and she was holding a thick fantasy novel rented from a bookstore, and she was used to putting her empty hands in the pockets of her fat school uniform Only then can there be a sense of security.

After greeting a few familiar classmates with a smile, I wanted to walk in the direction of my classroom.

He was blocked by a boy who was much taller than himself and wore a school basketball uniform.

The boy's skin is a healthy wheat color that is often trained in the sun. He looks very sunny, and his voice is in the period of voice change, and he speaks a little low.

"Bi Tongrui." The boy smiled shyly and lowered his head to look at the girl. He was 1.7 meters tall, and he was already standing in the front two during physical education class, or during inter-class exercises. He looked a little petite at the height of his shoulders.

The sky blue school uniform can be seen everywhere in this school year, and it is rumored to be the ugliest school uniform among all the school year uniforms. She is wearing baggy clothes, but she does not wear school uniform pants, but black jeans for her to see She looks like a child who has stolen an adult's clothes, but it makes her look very energetic, and she also has a heroic spirit that is rarely seen in girls.

Originally, she just looked down at the sea-blue sneakers on her own feet, but she looked up at the boy in astonishment, as if she didn't understand what the boy meant.

Blocking your own way just to tell yourself your name?

Ye Qingruo blinked, then raised her head in confusion, looking like a boy.

The boy stuffed the white card envelope sold in the school shop into Ye Qingruo's hand.

Students who live on campus cannot leave the school at ordinary times. The small shop in the school sells all the things students need daily.

Ye Qingruo stared blankly at the extra envelope in his hand, and then at the back of the boy who gave the envelope to him and ran away in a bit of despair.

She pouted, put the envelope in her hand and returned to the classroom with the fantasy novel.

Sitting on the seat, I prepared the books and notebooks I needed for class, and took out the envelope given to me by the boy named Bi Tongrui from the fantasy novel and opened it.

Rain ink:

The first time I saw you on the basketball court, I wanted to know you.During the sports meeting, I saw you ran 800 meters and helped the girls in the same class, so I went to help, you smiled so beautifully.

I often secretly watch you walking and playing on the playground from the window of the class. Every time the school team sees you sitting on the parallel bars watching the basketball game, I will blush and wonder if you are watching me.

Will you be my girlfriend?

I have had a crush on you for so long, and I finally told you on Valentine's Day after I had a crush on you for a year.

my first love.

There wasn't much written on the letter, and there was a large piece of blank space on a piece of letter paper the size of a large notebook.

It was a boy who was a year older than me. His handwriting was not very good. For sports students, it was okay. Ye Qingruo's eyes fell on the boy's class. The boy's writing class is the key class of the school. .

That was Ye Qingruo's first time being confessed by someone, the first time she received a love letter, and the first time she knew that Valentine's Day is a good day for couples to confess...

Later, Ye Qingruo rejected the boys, but they became the best buddies, they played together, ate together, and ate together, but because of this, Ye Qingruo became the public enemy of the girls.

Sunshine's favoritism made Ye Qingruo know that people's jealousy is terrible.

Thinking of the days when she was young and frivolous, insisting on being herself, and being indifferent to any kind of predicament she put herself into, Ye Qingruo smiled a little nostalgic.

If he hadn't met that boy in college later, Bi Tongrui would have taken care of him and accompanied him for many years. Maybe this kind of constant company would make two people become husband and wife. After all, a boy who has been in love for eight years, in order to be better I am willing to take a step back and start as friends.

"What are you thinking about, so lost in thought?" Wu Zetian had been in court for a long time, dealt with the drought with a few ministers in the imperial study, and then rushed back, because it was still Chinese New Year, and wanted to spend more time with Ye Qingruo.

But I didn't expect that I didn't have someone to inform me, and waved away the waiter. As soon as I came in, I saw Ye Qingruo propping her chin and staring at the window distractedly.

Originally, he was thinking that Ye Qingruo would come back to his senses and notice him, but he didn't expect that after drinking a cup of tea, the other party not only didn't come back to his senses, but showed sadness on his face.

"Oh..." Ye Qingruo was startled by Wu Zetian's sudden voice, her body trembled, the hand dragging her chin trembled, her hand was empty, her chin almost hit the table, and she stood up all over. A layer of goosebumps.

Trapped in distant memories, I even forgot where I am now.

After being dazed for a few seconds, and her mind blank for a few seconds, the daze in Ye Qingruo's eyes disappeared.

The brain returned to normal operation, sat upright, and looked at Wu Zetian who was sitting opposite him and stared at him intently.

Reluctantly gave Wu Zetian an apologetic smile.

She knew that she might never be able to go back, and if she wanted to try not to change her original life here, she could only rely on Wu Zetian.

This is Wu Zetian's world, and here is Wu Zetian's harem. Only when Wu Zetian's favor remains unchanged can he live in peace.

Suddenly, I felt that I was really sad. When did I become the same as Wu Zetian's harem women, planning for life.

It's just that those women want to get honor and favor for the family, but they want to get the life they want here.

Although the purpose is different, the result is the same.

Fortunately, as a modern person, she still knows Wu Zetian very well, even though this place is different from the dynasty she knew about Wu Zetian, but some parts of Wu Zetian are still the same as those recorded in the book.

For a king, what he lacks is quiet companionship, a confidant, a real existence who rushes to tell the truth in front of her, and a person who does not interfere in government affairs, but can advise her rationally, and does not regard her as a master, but Treat her as an ordinary person like yourself.

The one holding his forehead touched his forehead, he was sleepy in the morning, knocked to the place where the corner of the table was broken, and sighed.

It seems that if she wants to live in this harem peacefully, she really has no choice but to be a concubine.

There is never a shortage of beautiful women in the harem, let alone talented men.

In terms of figure, she is definitely not as good as those charming foreign women who have just entered the palace, in terms of appearance, she is not as good as those ladies who are selected from thousands of people in the draft, and in terms of talent, she is even worse than the natives of the Wushi Dynasty.

In addition to insisting on being herself, she also wanted to be an unchanging self who always caught Wu Zetian's attention, a self from another world.

From time to time, you have to come up with things that can surprise Wu Zetian.

After living in the Wushi Dynasty for these days, she has deeply realized the hard work of the national teacher for being a favorite concubine to her.

Wu Zetian's smile and anger are connected to his own life and death. Wu Zetian is the emperor, and accompanying the king is like accompanying a tiger, which is the warning of the eternal saying.

"Today is a special day in my hometown." Ye Qingruo shivered because of the cold wind coming in through the gaps in the window, her voice was a little desolate and nostalgic.

"What day is today?" Although Wu Zetian liked Ye Qingruo's aura like a banished fairy walking out of the painting, such a quiet look with memories and nostalgia for the past made her feel distressed.

"In the world where I grew up, every year on February [-]th is Valentine's Day." Ye Qingruo rubbed her sore eyes, which were instantly clouded with mist.

"Every year, today is the day when people tell each other about their love, or celebrate with their lovers." Ye Qingruo sighed slightly, covering her churning heart.

"Your Majesty, are you willing to spend this holiday with me?" Ye Qingruo asked calmly, but coupled with her watery look full of anticipation and timidity of being rejected, it was particularly impressive. He wanted to hold her in his arms and comfort her.

"I will spend all the festivals with you for the rest of my life." Wu Zetian stood up and walked to the side where Ye Qingruo was, and took Ye Qingruo into his arms.

"What should you give today to express your heart?" Wu Zetian frowned because of Ye Qingruo's cold hands. A charcoal brazier had been placed in the room early, but Ye Qingruo's hands had never been really warm, even if I always held her hand and wanted to warm her hand, but even if her hand was warmed, once it left my palm, it lost the warmth again.

The imperial doctor said that she had a cold body, but after taking care of her for so long, why did she not improve at all, these useless imperial doctors.

"Chocolate, roses, dolls, rings, wallets, belts, cakes..." Ye Qingruo seemed to be caught in a whirl of memories.

Receiving Wu Zetian's puzzled look, Ye Qingruo smiled shyly. "Like I'm asking you for something. So shy."

"Fool. You are not from here, and I am not from your place. It is normal to not understand the customs of each other's environment. But what are chocolates and wallets?" Wu Zetian smiled extraordinarily dotingly.

She knew that if Ye Qing didn't mean it, it was just that she was homesick.Although I can't let her go back, as long as it is something that can make her happy, I still don't mind doing more.

"Wallet is the money bag here, but we have all kinds of wallets. Chocolate is edible, but I don't know how to make it." Ye Qingruo explained with her lips pursed.

"Since it's a holiday, then you should change into a bright color! Besides, it's still in the year!" Wu Zetian said Ye Qingruo along her loose long hair, with a rare lightness in her voice.

"Go! There are still memorials in the imperial study room in front of me that have not been approved. I will come to accompany you later." Wu Zetian touched Ye Qingruo's cheek, and called Wang Xibei to chase him away.