Dressed as a villain, I was coveted by the male protagonist

two months later.

The sky has not yet fully lit up, and there is only a gleam of morning light on the horizon. The light snow that fell yesterday has not yet melted, and the glazed green tiles are covered with a thin layer of frost and snow, and the ground is covered with a vast expanse of whiteness.

Ye'er breathed out white mist, clasped his hands together and rubbed each other, intending to warm up his red hands, but suddenly felt warm, and looked down to find that she was wearing a dress that didn't belong to her.

Turning around, Chang Chuan was standing behind her wearing a black lacquer lantern in his hand, and the cloak that was originally on him fell on Ye'er.

Ye'er asked briskly: "Why are you here? Aren't you on duty in the palace today?"

Chang Chuan lowered his head and fastened the cloak on Ye'er's body, raised his head and reached out to pin Ye'er's messy hair blown by the cold wind behind his ears: "Today's New Year's Eve, I want to give you something, why are you wearing so thin? Nose is red from the cold."

Ye'er opened her hands and walked around in front of Chang Chuan. Today Ye'er was wearing a green skirt with scattered flowers, and Ye'er looked lively and playful, like a tender bud in frost and snow, vigorously flapping her long hair. Chuan's heart.

"This is a newly cut dress, does it look good?"

Chang Chuan held Ye'er tightly in his arms, lowered his head and gently kissed her on the forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "It looks good!"

Ye'er felt like a stream of warm spring water flowing in her heart, she slowly raised her head, a faint blush appeared on her fair face, she stretched out her hand to grab Chang Chuan's cuff and asked: "Today's New Year's Eve, why are you wearing so dark clothes? I'm not happy at all, and I've never seen you wearing brightly colored clothes."

"Ah."

Hearing Chang Chuan's response, Ye'er couldn't understand what his "um" meant, stared at his stern face, and no longer struggled with this short answer.

"You just said you wanted to give me something. What is it? Take it out and show me."

Chang Chuan reached out and took out a long wooden box from his bosom, touched the edge of the wooden box with his slender fingertips, and slowly opened the wooden box. Inside the wooden box lay a jadeite jade hairpin with a carved head. Pear blossom texture, inlaid with a few round white pearls, the body of the hairpin is transparent and of excellent color.

Chang Chuan gently inserted the pear-blossom jadeite hairpin into Ye'er's jet-black hair bun. The bright round pearls on the jadeite jade hairpin shone with moist light on the black hair, which made Ye'er's skin as snow-white, playful and lovely.

Ye'er touched the hairpin in her hair, blinked her big round eyes twice: "This hairpin looks very expensive, you don't want to spend all your monthly salary on the hairpin, right? Return it quickly, I don't want it anymore .”

Ye'er said that she was going to take off the hairpin on her head.

Chang Chuan took her hand for pulling out the hairpin, and gently scratched Ye'er's red nose with the fingertips of the other hand. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with a faint smile:

"I have served His Highness for so many years, and I still have a lot of silver in my hands. At least it is more than enough to support you. You have not yet married, and you have started to manage my account books."

"I'll send you all the account books in the house later, and I'll give you all the account books. When will you get married?"

Ye'er was ashamed and annoyed, her face flushed instantly, she bit her lower lip lightly, and glared at Chang Chuan, her eyes sparkling with autumn water: "Who is going to marry you."

Chang Chuan wrapped Ye'er in his arms with his long arms, and stared at Ye'er with burning black eyes, his voice was low and mellow, like wine: "In March in Yangchun, when peaches are red and pears are white, I How about marrying you?"

Ye'er looked at him with clear eyes, smiled slowly, and nodded: "Okay! I'll wait for you to marry me."

Chang Chuan held Ye'er's face in both hands, his movements were as gentle as if he was holding up the most precious and rare treasure in the world, Chang Chuan stared deeply at Ye'er, his eyes were tender and tender, and he lowered his head slowly, when those thin lips were about to When you want to touch those delicate red lips.

Suddenly, Chang Chuan was pushed away a few steps by Ye Er unpreparedly. Chang Chuan stood firm and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

Ye'er took off the cloak and stuffed it into Chang Chuan's arms, lifted the hem of the skirt, turned around and ran towards Su Jingning's yard, shouting as she ran: "It's almost dawn, I almost forgot the New Year's Eve sacrificial ceremony, Your Highness hasn't Get up, it's too late."

After a while, Ye'er's figure gradually left Chang Chuan's sight, leaving Chang Chuan standing under the bare tree with a curled cloak in his arms, the cold wind blowing gently, feeling a bit lonely in the cold wind feel.

Inside the house, the sandalwood smoke in the incense burner faintly drifted away, and only the last wick of the candle in the glazed lampshade was burning unsteadily, emitting a very faint light, and the hanging curtain was half-transparently reflected.

Ye'er pushed open the lacquered wooden door, walked around the plum blossom screen and came to the bed in a familiar way. Ye'er raised his hand and lifted the smoke-colored curtain and hung it on the hook. Without the cover of the hazy veil, he revealed a tall and handsome man lying on the bed. figure.

The blue silk like a waterfall spreads across the pillow, and the blue quilt tightly wraps the sleeping person, making the face protruding from the quilt look like white jade, delicate and petite.

Ye'er softly called a few times: "Your Highness, it's getting late, it's time to get up, and go to the sacrificial ceremony, Your Highness!"

Su Jingning frowned, and muttered in a daze, "Let me sleep for a while, just for a while."

Su Jingning covered her head with the quilt, turned over, turned her back to Ye'er, and fell asleep again.

Seeing that Su Jingning fell back to sleep, Ye'er didn't call him anymore. She had already seen His Highness lying on the bed, and she clapped her hands in a calm manner.

The maids who had been waiting outside the door for a long time heard the applause coming in one after another. The maids all held a tray in their hands and stood in a row in an orderly manner.

Ye Er called the guards at the door, pulled Su Jingning up from the bed, and the maid who was holding a copper basin stepped forward, Ye Er wrung out the sticky handkerchief, and wiped Su Jingning's face carefully.

Su Jingning's fair face touched the warm wet handkerchief, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she turned her face away uncomfortably. After being tossed by the wet handkerchief, her dazed head became clearer, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes. Hazy eyes.

Su Jingning reached out to take the wet handkerchief from Ye'er's hand, and said lazily in a sleepy voice: "Let me do it, it's really boring to keep using this trick."

Ye Er chuckled and said: "Your Highness always stays in bed, Ye Er can't do anything about it, although this trick is boring, but it will work, Your Highness is getting up now?"

After Su Jingning finished washing, he got up and walked behind the screen. The maid came forward slowly with a tray on which were placed the clothes and accessories worn by the priest. Ye'er picked up the cumbersome clothes and dressed him one by one, and then put Her satin-like hair was tied into a ponytail with a red headband.

The maid took out a half-person-high bronze mirror and held it in front of Su Jingning. The person in the mirror was wearing azure blue clothes embroidered with silver silk patterns. There were many silver bells and tassels hanging around the neck and waist. The silver ornaments on the sacrificial clothes meant peace and evil .

The red headband hangs down the face along the blue silk, and the silver forehead ornament is also worn on the forehead, adding a little elegance to the magnificent appearance.

Su Jingning turned left and right, and the silver bell tassels on his body collided with his movements, making a clear and sweet sound.

Ye'er sighed infatuatedly: "Your Highness looks so good in this sacrificial costume! Your Highness is so beautiful!"

Su Jingning stretched out her hand and gave Ye Er a brainstorm: "If you say it, you can't praise it. If you want to praise it, you have to say that your highness is handsome.

Ye'er rubbed her forehead, and muttered: "Your Highness is really good-looking, Ye'er is telling the truth, yes, I almost forgot about it."

"what's up?"

Ye'er took out a snack wrapped in kraft paper and a pair of thick knee pads: "Your Highness, before going to the Temple of Heaven, eat a few snacks to cushion your stomach, and tie this pair of knee pads on your knees. I sealed the kneepad with several layers of cotton cloth, but it is soft, so that kneeling when praying will not hurt."

A faint smile appeared on Su Jingning's lips, and he raised his hand to touch Ye'er's head: "Ye'er has a heart, doesn't it mean that it's getting late? Hurry up, let's eat some dim sum on the way."

Ye'er looked at the sky outside the window, the sky had already brightened, and hurriedly urged: "Yes, yes, please go quickly, Your Highness, the sacrificial ceremony is about to begin."

The chill dissipated, the sun rose, and the remaining snow on the ground showed signs of melting. The road was quiet and silent, except for the "creaking" sound of the wheels rolling over the snow.

The Temple of Heaven is located in the front hall of the palace. It is the place where the emperors of all dynasties offer sacrifices to the heavens and pray for blessings. Su Jingning hurried all the way to the Temple of Heaven. Fortunately, he caught up before the sacrificial ceremony began. The ministers and priests had already taken their places.

As soon as Su Jingning stepped into the Temple of Heaven, all the ministers knelt down and saluted, respectfully saying, "Greetings to His Royal Highness King An!"

Several ministers saluted in unison, and the voice echoed in the empty Temple of Heaven. Su Jingning laughed a few times. Although he had caught up, as the prince, he was the last one to arrive. Several ministers stared at him inexplicably. Some guilty conscience.

Although Su Jingning's heart was flustered by the wind, he appeared very calm on the surface. He cleared his throat and said, "Get up."

After finishing speaking, before the minister got up, he quickly walked to his seat. Before Su Jingning could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard a low laugh coming from behind him.

Su Jingning turned his head to look, and was surprised to find that the person chuckling behind him was actually Lin Fengnian. The people who participated in the sacrifice at the Temple of Heaven included not only the royal family members, but also the ministers in the court. Lin Fengnian was neither a clan member nor an official position. Why is it here?

"Master Lin, why are you here?"

Before Lin Fengnian could open his mouth, Su Yanyuan, who was walking slowly not far away, first answered for Su Jingning: "Young master Lin is the new champion of the imperial examination. Don't know anything."

The new champion!Didn't Lin Fengnian dislike intrigue in officialdom?Could it be that he has fallen in love with the heroine at this time?

Although in the original plot, in order to protect the heroine, Lin Fengnian gave up his wish not to be bound by any restrictions and entered the officialdom he disliked the most, but this plot was developed in the final stage, which was too early Bar.