Manifest Marriage I

afternoon.Song Mansion...

The snow fell on the eaves, and the plum blossoms were in full bloom. Song Ran held the stove in his hand and watched the scenery outside the window with great interest. The room was warm and covered with earth dragons.

The civil strife in the country of Yun has settled down, the third prince Yun has become King Yun, and he has not come to propose marriage for a long time. The servant girl is worried about his eldest lady, not only her, but who in the entire Song family is not worried about the agreed marriage?

But Song Ran seemed to be in a good mood every day.

"April, bring me the piano."

The maidservant named "Si Yue" turned around to fetch the piano.

The sound of the piano is melodious...

With a smile on Song Ran's face, he recalled the scene of meeting He Qiu for the first time in a daze.Her eyebrows are cheerful and her fingers are nimble.Every note was soaked with unspeakable joy in her heart, and April was slowly immersed in the music, and the dull worries in her heart also dissipated.

After the song was over, her mind suddenly changed: "Go down first."

"Yes, Miss."

Red bricks and snow tiles, the long wind was bitter, Song Ran looked at the swaying plum branches outside the window, and walked out the door with his heart.

The wind was very cold, and she tightened her clothes.Soon, the plum branch swayed again, and the handsome young man came with a plum blossom in his hand. It seemed that he had worked hard, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead in the cold weather.

She sat on the wall in a chic way, still looking cute, with red lips and white teeth, weak and innocent: "Ranran, I'm here."

She rolled over and stood still on the snow.

Looking at her for a while, Song Ran smiled suddenly, and she turned her head to enter the door with a smile on her lips: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

Seeing her turn around and leave, He Qiu panicked and hurried to catch up: "Propose marriage. Elder sister Ran promised to be my queen, how can she go back on her word?"

"Where did I agree?" Song Ran asked unhurriedly.

"Huh?" He Qiu was dumbfounded: "I don't care, you just agreed."

She managed to come back alive, and finally sneaked away to Dazhou without all the ministers. How could sister Ran not talk about anything?She clutched her heart, quite hurt, and her face turned pale.

"Calpa?" Song Ran wanted to tease her, but she didn't expect to tease her like this. She walked over quickly to check her pulse, but was hugged into her arms.

He Qiu swept away his depression and beamed with joy: "Sister Ran, you can't go back on your word if you want to. I've already recognized you."

Knowing that she was cheated, Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and gave her an annoyed look: "I know how to mess around."

"How can you keep sister Ran if you don't mess around? I know sister Ran is annoyed that I am late, but there is no way to do it? Those ministers are really annoying. I haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time just dealing with them."

There was indeed a faint bruise under her eyes. Song Ran felt distressed when she saw it, and led her into the boudoir after thinking about it.Afraid that she would look at her indiscriminately, she reminded: "You are only allowed to sleep here for two hours, and you can go back where you came from before dusk."

"I don't look around..." He Qiu looked shy, lowered his head and honestly unbuttoned his outer clothes, seeing her like this, Song Ran's face became hot: "What, what are you doing?"

He Qiu looked confused: "Didn't sister Ran want me to sleep here? I came here from the outside and got covered in wind and snow, so as not to stain sister Ran's quilt, should I take it off?"

What she said made sense, Song Ran looked away: "Well..."

Listening to the rustling sound behind her, her ears were rosy: "Calpa, are you cold?"

"It's not cold. Sister Ran's quilt is very warm. But..." Wrapped in the quilt, she tilted her head and said, "Sister Ran, can you come up to accompany me? I haven't seen Sister Ran for a long time, but I saw her in my dream when I was injured. many times."

After saying this, she waited patiently for a while, until the snow began to fall outside the window again, Song Ran hummed in a low voice, turned around and lifted the quilt to the bed, did not dare to look into He Qiu's eyes, but was hugged in the next moment .

"It's still warm on sister Ran." He Qiu buried her neck and took a deep breath enjoying it. It was a prodigal behavior, and because she was young and innocent, it didn't seem too much.

Being hugged tightly by her, Song Ran's back slowly broke out in a layer of sweat. She hugged this man hesitantly, and asked slowly about the adventure in Yunguo.

It's all in the past, He Qiu didn't hide it from her, the chaos in the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, can be said to be close to death, Song Ran couldn't help but hug her tighter every time he heard the worrying side.

Aware of this, she simply described the danger of that day vividly. When the arrow pierced her shoulder, the person in her arms trembled violently, and a tear fell on her shirt.

"Sure, it must hurt..."

After making people cry, He Qiu felt very regretful: "It's not very painful. It's not that I can't see you, it hurts me more. When I see you, the pain is gone."

"Let me see your injury." After crying, Song Ran tried her best to keep her face calm. With permission, she reached out and unbuttoned the layer of clothes.

The warm skin has conspicuous scars, not only arrow wounds, but also knife wounds...

The more she watched, the more flustered she became, her heart ached beyond measure, she simply forgot to be reserved, and peeled He Qiu clean to see clearly, tears fell down, hitting the young man's scarred back.

"Sister Ran, you, you can't dislike me..."

"Calpa..." Song Ran leaned on her back and kissed her scar delicately.He Qiu's body trembled slightly, but he resisted it, not daring to move.

Time passed bit by bit, the temperature in the boudoir continued to rise, and the warm tent was full of spring, and a soft cry made Song Ran wake up from the confusion.

The two looked at each other, He Qiu blushed and hid under the quilt, curled up, wishing he could curl up into a ball and get out of the room.

"Ranran, what are you doing, Ranran? Mother has something to tell you."

"Mother, I-"

With a slightly hoarse voice, Song Ran immediately cleared his throat, and then spoke a little more deliberately calmly: "Mother, I'm a little tired."

"Are you feeling unwell?"

He Qiu, who was hiding in the quilt, didn't dare to breathe, and accidentally touched a thin ankle. Song Ran's heart shook slightly, and he struggled lightly.She said slowly: "Mother, let's talk about things later."

Mrs. Song took pity on her daughter and walked away quickly. Through a door, she could vaguely hear her telling Si Yue to take good care of the young lady.

As the footsteps went away, Song Ran's face was flushed, and the quilt was thrown away. The disheveled young man looked at her pitifully with teary eyes: "Leaving?"

"Um……"

The ankle was still held in her hand.

"You let me go..."

He Qiu pursed his lips: "I'm nervous, I don't want to let it go. Sister Ran, let me hold it again."

Song Ran couldn't argue with her, she was a few years older than He Qiu, and in many things he thought he had to accommodate her, guide her, let her hold her for a long time, He Qiu's eyelids were sleepy, and he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After waiting for a while, Song Ran took her hand away, put on her messy underwear with shame, covered her with a quilt, and got off the bed.

The door of the boudoir is bolted, so no one is afraid of breaking in.She sat on the edge of the bed quietly watching He Qiu take a nap, and couldn't help kissing her on the cheek.

Snow has been falling.

Zhou Jing's heart felt weak when he was looked at by the girl's eyes.

Lian Zhou held a plum blossom with her fingertips, it was the petal of the plum blossom that was transformed into a little milk fox by Hu Ling's spiritual power.Sitting in the study, she glanced at someone from time to time, thinking that her secret had been discovered by someone.

"Zhouzhou..." She couldn't help but said, "What do you always see me doing?"

"I..." Lianzhou was left speechless by the question. After thinking for a while, she decided to hide her previous discovery. She said softly, "It's Auntie. Auntie wants to hold a baby."

"In two more years." Zhou Jing held the pen holder in his hand: "Has Zhou Zhou thought about it too?"

"I do not have……"

"It's okay."

"You..." Lianzhou thought about some unscrupulous paintings she drew in the secret room, and then looked at her upright and flirting posture at the moment, she was ashamed and angry: "You know how to bully me." It's hard for me to pretend to be confused .

She looked at the day scene angrily: "You turn into a little fox and give me a hug, otherwise you'll sleep in the study tonight!"

It's rare for a person made of water to get angry and annoy him, so Zhou Jing obediently turns into a little fox, jumps to the desk and tries hard to coax people.

Lianzhou was unmoved at first, until she saw her only looking at herself, stepping on the inkstone with one paw, and the rich ink splashed on the snow-white hair, for a moment, Zhou Jing felt suffocated and embarrassed.

The white fox turned into a black fox dyed with ink, which made the charming Zhou Zhou girl grin from ear to ear, laughing until the corners of her eyes were wet with tears.

The fox's fur stood on end, and Zhou Jingsheng jumped into the girl's arms without love, and domineeringly held her

His white clothes were dirty: "Stop laughing. Still laughing? Stop laughing!"

This is probably the most embarrassing time in the history of Zhou Jing, and it is also the most perfect time.

Ah Jing, who coaxes Lianzhou to forget her, can sometimes be an out-and-out hooligan, with all his heart and eyes only remembering the happiness and touch she brought to him.

The white horse passes by, the twelfth lunar month passes, and the new year arrives.

Because the last time I stepped on the inkstone and drenched my whole body with ink, Zhou Jing didn't enter the study for half a month. Every time Lian Zhou made fun of her, she tensed her face and remained unmoved. Behavior is stupid.

The wise patriarch was defeated by a bowl of ink, and it was too shameful to say it.

Holding A Niang with his left hand and his lovely wife with his right, he stood in the courtyard watching the fireworks explode in the sky.

Hu Ling dignifiedly took out a glittering golden throwing knife less than three inches long from his pocket: "Ah Jingjing, New Year's gift!"

The flying knife is a small gadget that she has exhausted all her current ingenuity to make. It can cut [-]% of the world's enchantments and restrictions.

What was given to Lian Zhou was a matching scabbard, implying that two people are one.The scabbard can be turned into a bracelet, anklet, and earrings that are worn on the body every day. It has a defensive function and is comparable to a high-end amulet.

"Thank you Ma'am!"

Satisfied, Hu Ling waved her hand and begged for New Year's gifts with the two of them with a smile.

Just as he was talking, the door of Zhou's house opened, and Song Ji hurried home with a bamboo basket on his back. He stepped into the main courtyard, but before he could speak, he was attracted by the juvenile boy with festive and exquisite eyebrows.

Happy new year, congratulations on the new year.

This year, Lian Zhou received a New Year gift from Feng Qing.

Half a month later, King Yun asked Empress Da Zhou to marry a daughter from the Song family, but Haosheng made things difficult for him, and finally married his sweetheart on the bright April day.

On the day of the wedding, Li Qiqi came to support his former classmate and friend in a dragon robe. Taking advantage of the unpreparedness, he stuffed a scroll of picture albums into the hands of the bride, patted Song Ran on the shoulder, and pressed his throat and said, "Don't lose it!" Our big Zhou's face must not always be below!"

Song Ran quickly put away the album, smiled shyly at Li Shiqi, glanced at the groom who was chatting with A Jing, A Lian and others, and his eyes flashed narrowly.

Li Shiqi smiled and stood side by side with Shen Duan, and Lianzhou took Song Ran's hand and told him carefully: "You must write to us often, and Ah Jing and I will go to Yunguo to visit you."

"Lian Zhou, you and Ah Jing should be fine too. And Your Majesty..."

Needless to say, Li Shiqi raised his eyebrows at her: "Zhen will be the happiest emperor in the world, Ranran, you don't need to worry, live a good life with He Qiu, and be your queen, if he dares to bully you , I use millions of heroes as your backing."

The national strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty was prosperous, and this statement was confident enough.Song Ran approached her: "Seventeen, I don't think you are His Majesty at this moment, I have a secret, I think it's time to tell you."

The words fell into his ears, and the person backed away. Li Shiqi stared wide-eyed in shock!Alright, what a woman disguised as a man and came to Da Zhou to get married!

Song Ran bid farewell to her family and friends, and embarked on the road of marrying far away in the name of Her Royal Highness, the most respected Princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty.She looked back at Jing Lifengzhong waving goodbye to her relatives and friends, tears finally flowed down from her eyes.

This farewell, may the person I love be happy and healthy, and may the person who loves me be happy and happy forever.

He Qiu galloped forward: "Sister Ran, when you miss them, how about I come with you?"

"it is good……"

The wedding procession slowly condenses into a dot the size of a sesame seed.After Song Lian and Mrs. Song Shao, who was holding the child, kowtowed to His Majesty, they helped their parents into the carriage.

The world of mortals is rolling, the dust is flying, and there are times when it gathers and disperses.

When he meets in the morning, he will be happy.The right is to brew a pot of wine with the missing time, the wine has a mellow aroma and a long aftertaste.

Shen Duan rode with His Majesty as the emperor's teacher, and Lianzhou held the little fox seal Song Ran gave her, and smiled with low eyebrows: "Ah Jing, let's go too."