The Pearl of the Lady

Chapter182
When Wu Cheng received the emissary's reply, he was very disturbed. He pretended to be calm and put it away, and then opened it to read when everyone in the hall had gone out, but the letter was not the good news he had hoped for.

Wu Cheng sat at the table, folded the reply book neatly, put it in an envelope, and sat there for a long time, before saying "Is it late?" in a voice as soft as a sigh. Too light, a gust of night wind will dissipate.

"Your Majesty? It's late at night." It was already midnight, and the waiter stepped forward to remind him that if His Majesty hurt his body, they would still be blamed.

Wu Chengcai seemed to come to his senses suddenly, he didn't feel how long he had been sitting, but he just came to his senses, it was going to be dark in no time, Wu Cheng waved his hand to signal the waiter to step back.

The waiter didn't dare to say anything more, after all, the reputation of killing brothers and seizing the throne is still there, so he quickly retreated.

Wu Cheng shook when he stood up, his legs were a little numb, which made him feel like time had passed, he walked out of the hall without letting anyone follow him, walked in the corridor, and looked into the distance with his hands behind his back.

The moon in the sky is extraordinarily bright today, without any cloud to cover it, as if looking at the earth with tenderness, he suddenly remembered a poem by Da Zhou, "The sea rises and the moon rises, and the sky is at this time. The lover complains about the distant night, but lovesickness at night. When the candle is extinguished, the light is full of pity, and the clothes feel dewy. I can’t bear the gift of the hand, and I can still sleep and dream..."

A smile appeared on his face. At this time, whether she was also looking at the moonlight like this, the smile seemed to be self-deprecating, and the smile on his face could not be maintained. In fact, he just remembered the scene when he read this poem.

He was holding the scroll and sitting next to the bookshelf with Ah Fu. When he saw this poem, he really liked it. He read it several times. .”

Her voice was very clear, and she recited softly, "I can't bear the gift, but I still have a good night's sleep."

"I like someone so much that I want to give him all the moonlight. I think I can't do this, so I can only go back to sleep and hope to see him in my dream." Ah Fu explained to him again.

He was staring at Ah Fu's side face in a daze.

I thought in my heart that I also want to send you the moonlight, and I also want to take you to see the moonlight in my hometown, but he didn't dare to say it out. Now that I think about it, it's the latter sentence, and we can only meet each other in a dream.

Wu Cheng closed his eyes. At that time, he was just a proton with no future. How could he match her? He didn't even dare to say what he wanted. At that time, he was interested in all the love poems written by Da Zhou. , often pretending not to understand, Yang Afu explained, her voice was soft, and the verses she read were very nice.

That night, Wu Cheng stood on the porch all night.

It seems that this star is not last night.

On the second day.

"At the end of the year, I will visit Dazhou."

After all, he couldn't let it go, he had to see her happiness with his own eyes to be at ease.

Maybe you can give up.

Ten miles of red makeup songs are endless, rich and prosperous.

Wei Yi had been looking forward to this day finally.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of Gu Guogong's mansion, and a circle of bridesmaids shouted at the mansion gate, "New wife."

Nothing happened, the door didn't open.

"New wife." Wei Yi blushed and led the crowd to continue shouting. He has been blushing since he woke up this morning. Until now, he was so excited that he was drunk without drinking.

After calling over and over ten times, the servant girl opened the door, but she refused to open it any more. She just pressed a crack and asked with a smile, "The bridegroom's voice is loud, but he can't welcome the princess away like this. Where is the make-up poem?"

The bridesmaid brought by Wei Yi was the eldest son of the Lu family. He was proficient in poetry and prose. He went forward and saluted, and said: "The princess of Anle is noble, and she is married to the emperor's family. Heavenly mother mixes powder, and Japanese brother pity gives flowers. Spread a hundred tents, and wait for the Qixiang car. Let me ask whether the makeup is done, and the east wants Xiaoxia."

He was quick-witted, and it was easy to compose this poem, but the maid inside would not open the door easily, "Although the poem is good, Mr. Lang, the princess's makeup is not finished yet."

Lu Qing smiled, thought for a while and said loudly: "I don't know what night it is, so I urged the balcony to get close to the mirror stand. Who said that a hibiscus planted in water will bloom in the bronze mirror."

The door was opened a little more, and someone inside replied with a poem: "After combing the cloud bun, I still face the mirror. I want to change the red clothes and add more fragrance. I feel hesitant. I just asked if the eight-treasure hairpin can be fixed?"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was anxious. According to the rules, he could not intervene, but he couldn't help but said, "Joy envelops the door, light moves Qiluoxiangmo, walks under the crape myrtle flowers, and realizes that you are an extraordinary guest. You don't need vermilion powder to damage your innocence. You are afraid of being too red." White, keep the shallow part of the eyebrows, and draw the spring scenery of Zhangtai."

Seeing His Highness the Crown Prince was anxious, Xi Le opened the door of the mansion with a smile.

She held a plate in her hand with red envelopes in it, and sprinkled it to the people who were blocked by the guards. This is wedding money, and the more you sprinkle, the more auspicious your marriage will be. Ordinary people would sprinkle some on the road of the wedding car, but the Gu family sprinkled it at this stage. opened.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince entered the mansion, respectfully thinking of Gu Zhao and Princess Hua'an, and made a big gift, thanking his father-in-law for raising Ah Fu to marry him. Gu Zhao patted his wife's hand, and said to Wei Yi, "People's hearts are always biased. If there is a mistake, I will only recognize it on you."

Wei Yi could understand the mood of his aunt, uncle and wife, and said simply, "If it's wrong, it's all my fault, Ah Fu can't be wrong."

After fighting for a whole year, the Gu family brothers finally decided the winner. Jiang was still hot, and the eldest brother won the right to carry his sister out of the house.

Coming out from the inner door used to be just a cup of tea, but Brother Gu carried his sister on his back for a long time. Today is the last day of my sister at home. Gu Weixuan remembered many things. He grinned at himself with a toothless mouth, holding his hand with his small hand, and from that moment on, he swore to protect his sister.

No matter how long it takes, the road is not endless. When we walked near the gate, we could already hear the sound of drumming outside. Gu Weixuan called Ah Fu's name in a low voice, "Ah Fu."

"If you are not happy in the future, you can go home and live here, and send someone to deliver a letter to my brother, and my brother will pick you up."

He carefully lifted Tuo Afu up, "From today on, I will be an adult, and my brother can no longer carry you."

Ah Fu let out a "hmm", and tears poured out uncontrollably, hitting Gu Weixuan's back one by one.

"Be sensible, forget it, don't be too sensible, you have to live happily and be happy every day."

Gu Weixuan walked with his younger sister on his back, while exhorting her in a low voice.

There was endless reluctance and worry in his heart.

Stepping out of the door, Wei Yi waited eagerly at the door.

Gu Weixuan took a look at him, but didn't put Ah Fu in the wedding car, and said in a voice loud enough for Wei Yi to hear, "Brother made an oath, I will call anyone who treats you badly in the future."

He looked at Wei Yi, "Please remember the words of the minister, His Royal Highness."

Ah Fu was crying on his brother's back. He was put in the wedding car, and he stretched out his hand towards the outside, sobbing, "I... I... I'm not married, woo, I want to stay at home."

This sentence frightened His Highness the Crown Prince, it was like stealing a marriage, he immediately ordered to leave, for fear that Ah Fu would regret it.

(End of this chapter)