After hearing this, Wan Yanliang handed her another cake and said, "If you like it, go to the Qi State Mansion as soon as possible. King Gu can let you drink it every day!"
"Of course I did."
As she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that the biggest purpose of looking for Wan Yanliang today was to tell him that she was going to enter the Yongguo Mansion, but she swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips.
She spoke secretly in her heart, her eyes were in a daze, she stared at Wan Yanliang for a long time, and then lowered her eyes.
He suddenly saw her eyes sinking in thought and called out several times: "Qingya, Qingya! What are you thinking about?"
She gently placed the bamboo chopsticks on the porcelain chopstick pillow, scratched her head, and put the hanging pigtails in her hands: "Oh, I wanted to tell you something good?"
Wan Yanliang put a spoonful of soup into his mouth and smiled close to his face: "Tell me about it!"
"My sister is pregnant!"
After hearing this, he almost spit out the soup in his mouth. He suddenly swallowed the hot soup, grinned and quickly picked up the tea and took a few sips: "You heard it right, King Gu! You are old enough to get married. Now, your sister is still alive, it’s really a miracle.”
His joking look made her purse her lips and smile. She raised her chin but pressed her eyes and said:
"That's a strange thing. My sister is only five years older than you, but your tone sounds like she has become a woman."
"The lonely king has forgotten that Gongren is only 3 years old. So she is so lucky. She has two children and a royal title. Now that she is going to give you another younger brother and sister, your father will be extremely happy!"
Hearing this, Qingya felt the deepest scar in her heart hurt. She gently pinched her braid and said softly: "Daddy..., daddy is naturally happy."
She lifted up her skirt and leaned down in front of the railing on the right, taking in the endless sight of thousands of miles of ice. She had a panoramic view of the city walls and the high walls of the palace. She turned back and glanced at him. She turned her eyes and suddenly remembered For one thing, I was privately debating whether to ask him.
He watched her dazed in front of the railing, then he drank a few glasses of wine and ate a few pieces of meat. He picked up the stir-fried white meat and threw it into his mouth, then dropped his cheeks together. He chewed it with big mouthfuls, and when he finished it, he took another sip of wine.
"Your Majesty, since you got married at the age of eighteen, you have had several wives and concubines in your house. Why haven't you had anything for so many years?"
Qing Ya asked her in a sweet voice, but he didn't recover. He just drank the warm wine from the stove, and when he blew the wine in the cup to cool down, he casually responded: "They won't have children!"
"Why?"
These two words sounded like the sound of a bell. Only then did he realize the importance of this issue and thought about it for a while.
He answered lightly: "Because, because the imperial concubine is in poor health, she has never had a child!"
"But isn't there a wife in the house? How come there is nothing left?"
"I don't know about the lonely king. Maybe the lonely king's children are waiting for you to be their mother?" He couldn't explain it, so he made a joke, and Qingya returned to her seat and sat in front of him.
She pursed her lips and said, "Look how talkative the king is. Does the king like girls or boys?"
"Of course it's a daughter. A daughter is well-behaved and will be as lovely as you. However, as long as she is born to you in the future, whether she is a boy or a girl, she will feel sorry for her carefully."
After hearing this, she shyly lowered her head to eat the vegetables, then raised her head to look down at the handsome face of the man opposite her. In a daze, she was also intoxicated and didn't know where to go.
He asked: "You look at the lonely king with such affection, but there is a flower on the lonely king's face?"
"The king is so graceful and majestic, it is really intoxicating. Even flowers, how can they attract me?"
Seeing that she was extremely shy, he said very seriously: "You like being alone so much, but do you have any plans for the future? We have known each other for several years since the paddock in the south of the city. I think you will be 13 soon. I won't delay your entry into the government." alright!"
After hearing this, she raised her head and looked out the window. She saw that many shops in the neighborhood had been closed down, the eaves and courtyards of every house had been cleaned, and most of the pedestrians were women and children who were out shopping. This scene reflected the renewal of everything.
Seeing the beginning of the new year, there were indeed many unfinished things. She lowered her eyebrows and nodded and said softly: "I know it's not good. I have read books for more than ten years and understand many truths. I can't tolerate dad's behavior." Covering the sky with one hand."
"I know what I want to do and what kind of person I want to be. Over the years, I have never forgotten to be myself. Unfortunately, what can I do? Are you going to force me to go on a hunger strike? I am trying my best to resist, but What kind of outcome will this bring in the end? Dad, he will not give up easily, and he will not feel sorry for me one bit."
After hearing this, Wan Yanliang sighed privately: "Your father, it's really strange. A father would hold his children in the palm of his hand. It's really rare for him to treat you like this."
She murmured in a low voice: "Maybe it's because of my temper that Daddy doesn't like me very much!"
"What's wrong with you? The lonely king likes you very much. It's because your father is too self-contained. He thinks that his daughter's family should stay in the embroidery pavilion every day to embroider. You are a educated girl and should have your own ideals. .”
"I can only stick to myself and try every means possible. Maybe there is still a possibility of getting rid of it."
"The lonely king has thought about sending an order to directly recruit you into the palace, but this method has always been used to recruit nameless concubines. You come from a noble family, and you are different from ordinary girls. Naturally, the etiquette and laws are different. "
"I know that the king has thought deeply, so..." As she spoke, she pursed her lips and lowered her head in silence, and then gently touched the patterns on her dress with her fingers.
Wan Yanliang reached out and gestured to pull her. She raised her eyes and her eyes were suddenly as calm as water. She raised her soft hand lightly and fell into his palm like a falling flower. It instantly turned into a warm current and spread throughout her body.
He covered her little hand tightly and said: "Don't be afraid, the lonely king is always behind you, and the lonely king will come up with a solution."
"Okay, I believe your Majesty."
The two looked at each other and chatted for a long time. The table full of delicacies slowly came to an end. Qingya thought about the past events over the years and couldn't help but sigh: "Three years have passed since I met the king in the paddock in the south of the city. Time has passed. It really goes by so fast!”
Hearing this, he leaned back on the armchair, clasped his hands and said, "Yes! Time is not forgiving! Seeing that he is about to run away for three years, he is still living in a hazy way, and he doesn't know when It’s a head.”
She suddenly felt a little confused and placed the wooden spoon in her hand gently: "Your Majesty is already inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. If you are so ignorant, then what am I, a person who only knows how to eat and sleep all day long?"
"You are from a girl's family. All she needs to do is marry a good family! The man will naturally have to fight hard."
"What does the king need to fight for? Isn't the king already at the top?"
He pursed his lips and smiled, then remained silent. For a moment, he placed himself next to Qingya. Qingya shrank to the side, and he took an inch closer: "When the time is right, the lonely king will tell you what you have to fight for." !”
She just looked up at him quietly, looking at his increasingly handsome face in the past three years, looking at his handsome facial features outlined by the dim inner window, looking at his black hair blown away by the heater on the table, and... Time was spent on the incomprehensible melancholy, and it was only when she was filled with tears that she picked up the small bowl on the table and took a sip of the soup with red eyes, and then tried her best to swallow it down.
He leaned next to her, put his hands on her shoulders and said righteously: "Qingya, don't worry, okay?"
"Your Majesty, you understand that Qingya really has a deep affection for you and must not marry anyone else!"
Tears flashed in her eyes, and there was a slight frown between her eyebrows. The moment she looked up at Wan Yanliang, his heart felt as if it was being pierced. It was a pity that this good thing was so difficult. The two had known each other for three years, and they were already deeply in love. , but the journey along the way was mostly windy, frosty, and sunny, but it was hard to love so much.
He held her in his arms, placed his chin against her black hair, gently stroked the hair accessories on her head, and then moved closer to her delicate cheek, promising: "You don't need to resist, the most important thing now is to protect yourself." , the lonely king will find a way for other things."
Qingya believed what he said. She raised her head with a sore nose and nodded, then plunged into his arms. She felt that this embrace was as warm as the sun, and this chest was as solid as a fortress. She had never felt so stable in the past ten years.
The conversation with her father yesterday flashed through her mind again, her eyes began to become uneasy, and she whispered softly: "Your Majesty!"
"Yeah! You say, Qing Ya." Wan Yanliang lowered his face after hearing her call.
"No matter what happens in the future, your Majesty, just remember that I like you!"
He only focused on hugging her, not paying attention to her eyes that were gradually losing focus, and responded: "Okay, the lonely king will remember, the lonely king will remember."
The two of them cuddled together, as affectionate as a couple, and watched the light snow falling slowly outside the railing together, feeling the cold wind. Their palms were clasped together, inseparable like flowers and vines entangled, and they merged into one.
