Li Ruoshui was awakened by the sound of gongs and drums.

She sat up abruptly and saw the bright sunlight outside the window. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to block the sunlight and turned to look to the other side.

Lu Zhiyao was sitting at the table, and the bright sunlight illuminated his back, creating a faint halo.

He turned his head, black hair covering his small eyebrows, his expression was softer than the sunlight outside the window.

"Did you sleep well?"

"not bad……"

Li Ruoshui originally wanted to ask about the situation outside, but suddenly saw that his left hand on the table was wrapped in a bandage.

"What happened to your hand?"

"Is this, accidentally injured." He showed her his left hand without any cover, and then said, "I cooked lunch for you."

Li Ruoshui looked at the small casserole on the table with some understanding.

"If you want to cook in the future, you must call me, otherwise you will be easily injured."

Li Ruoshui stepped forward and took his hand and looked at it.

The bandage was well wrapped, but it was only lightly wrapped in two layers. It was possible to see the length of the wound, which stretched across the palm of the hand, but how deep it was.

"Be careful in the future."

She muttered, and then took two small porcelain bowls with porridge and put them in front of the two of them.

Interrupted by this wound, she had forgotten about the gongs and drums and was going to have breakfast with him.

Just as she was about to bow her head to drink porridge, the sound of gongs and drums sounded outside the house again, awakening her memory from the beginning.

"I forgot to ask, what's going on outside, who's hosting a wedding, and how did it happen?"

...

Wait, aren't the two of them doing the wedding? Is it someone who was invited from the distance?

"I don't know, do you want to take a look?"

Li Ruoshui was of course a little curious. She was brought to the roof by Lu Zhiyao and looked down from a high altitude.

The Bai Mansion is a two-in and two-out mansion. There is a courtyard outside the courtyard where they live. A banquet is held in this courtyard and many guests are seated.

The sound of the gong came from outside the gate of Bai Mansion, and besides the gong and drum team standing outside the gate, there were also Lu Feiyue and Jiang Nian who were puzzled.

"What are they doing?"

Lu Zhiyao sat beside her and listened to the noise, a little curious.

"Probably, I came to the wedding banquet."

Li Ruoshui turned her gaze downward. There was a person standing in the center of the crowd. She was covering her mouth and coughing, looking at the scene with relief.

"..."

Li Ruoshui looked at Anyang, she could probably guess what she was doing, it was nothing more than reposting the scene from the book.

To some extent, she still admires this princess.

The palace maid walked to Anyang and asked in a low voice, "Princess, today's auspicious time is coming, do you need to rush them?"

"I'll go with you." Anyang turned around and walked towards the courtyard, then remembered something, and asked the guards sideways.

"Don't let people enter this yard, it's easy to get into trouble."

She is not stupid and knows what can and cannot be done.

However, the story was able to develop according to his own expectations, and Anyang only felt that his anger was much smoother.

These people were all hired by her, either surnamed Li or Lu, they were all ordinary people in the imperial city.

But at this moment, they are the relatives and friends of Li Ruoshui.

Anyang's master and servant walked into the courtyard and happened to meet Li Ruoshui and Lu Zhi, who had just come down.

Before they could speak, Anyang immediately asked the little palace maid behind her to take out the things.

It was a booklet with a yellow seal, about the size of a palm, and Li Ruoshui took it over with a little doubt.

"This is the marriage certificate I asked for in the palace. With this, you can't be separated."

It can be seen that Anyang is very happy, and her always pale face has turned a little rosy.

Li Ruoshui: ...

She didn't know whether she should thank her or complain about her willful behavior.

But this statement was obviously pleasing to Lu Zhi, and he raised his brows slightly, accurately grasping what he wanted to hear.

"Can't be separated?"

Anyang nodded, looking at them with great relief.

"This is a marriage certificate from my father, and even he himself cannot take it back."

Li Ruoshui flipped through the booklet in her hand, she was sure that it was not formal, and the emperor's marriage ceremony was written on the booklet.

There is no identity background of the two of them, and there are no extra words on it. It is like a toy to coax a little girl, but it does have a seal on it.

...how can there be a sense of sight of the real thing that is simulated.

"Thank you princess."

Although he didn't understand, Li Ruoshui still thanked her as usual, whether it was true or not, it was his heart.

"Are you going to start praying to heaven and earth?"

Jiang Nian's voice came from the courtyard gate. He turned around and closed the door, blocking the inquiring eyes of those "relatives and friends" from the door.

Lu Feiyue came over and was stunned when they saw their simple dress.

"...I really can't tell whether you care or not."

Jiang Nian couldn't help but complain, Lu Feiyue raised his hand and poked him.

Li Ruoshui looked at them, then pointed to the pavilion in the courtyard.

"Why don't you sit down for a while and let's get dressed and change into wedding clothes?"

Seeing the two who were about to get married walking into the house without any tension, Lu Feiyue suddenly had a subtle feeling.

"I think they are no different from married people now."

This may be the simplest wedding reception she has ever attended, but the best relationship between husband and wife.

No, there was no feast at all, and they wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for someone to sprinkle the water of blessing.

Today's weather is very good, the yard has become clear and pure after yesterday's rain washing.

The flowers and leaves are covered with dew, reflecting the sunlight, showing a bit of crystal beauty.

The gongs and drums are still playing outside, which adds a little liveliness to this pure yard, but it will not make people feel bored.

There were occasional laughter from their room, as well as Li Ruoshui's clear voice.

"—You look so pretty in this dress, why don't you be the bride!"

Jiang Nian: ...

Did he hear something he didn't deserve to hear?

The three of them looked away tacitly and waited patiently in this bright spring yard.

The luncheon outside had already been eaten, and many people said congratulatory speeches to the hospital, and there were special people who faked crying, crying about Li Ruoshui's reluctance to leave them to marry.

Anyang was satisfied, she waved to the palace maid beside her and motioned her to give a reward.

Lu Feiyue: ?

Did she hear something strange?

The two protagonists of the original book looked at each other and sat closer in silence.

It was not until the people eating the feast outside the hospital had dispersed and the gongs and drums stopped, and Li Ruoshui came out of the room.

Their red clothes were like fire, burning in this pure courtyard.

The wedding dress on Li Ruoshui's body was covered with silver bells, and the bells rang when he moved. The bells turned against the sunlight, and the red dress seemed to be stained with starlight.

Lu Zhiyao held a small porcelain bottle in his hand, Lu Feiyue put down the knife and stepped forward to take it.

This is the water she will sprinkle on Li Ruoshui today, wishing her happiness forever.

She had heard a little about this water. It was from the Yuelao Temple in the Imperial City. heard that it was very effective. Many people had difficulty getting a bottle.

Lu Feiyue is a serious person. She sprinkled her fingertips with water on Li Ruoshui according to the method she remembered.

It took time and effort, but she was always patient.

The sun slowly moved in the air, and the water in the bottle didn't bottom until the shadows of several people were shortened by half.

"All right."

Lu Feiyue nodded, and rigorously turned the cup upside down for everyone to see, there was not a drop of water dripping from the mouth of the bottle.

Jiang Nian couldn't help laughing a few times, but only after Lu Feiyue gave him a puzzled look did he straighten up.

"After the water is sprinkled, the two newcomers can worship heaven and earth."

The silver bells jingled, Li Ruoshui and Lu Zhiyao stood in the courtyard, and when they shouted to worship the heaven and the earth, Lu Zhiyao worshiped her, and she worshipped the sky.

When shouting the second worship to the high hall, Li Ruoshui took Lu Zhiyao and bowed to the sky, which was for her parents outside the book.

When the husband and wife were called to pay their respects, the two men faced each other and bowed.

This marriage banquet seems to be irregular, but the two newlyweds saluted with the most sincere feelings.

They don't need anyone's testimony, they just need each other's acknowledgment.

As long as the two are together, even without these decorations and clothes, today is still their wedding day.

The door was closed, and it was time for the bridal chamber.

Li Ruoshui and the two sat beside the bed, and Lu Zhiyao took out his letter of appointment from under the pillow and gave it to her that night.

"Shouldn't the letter of appointment be given before marriage? You have to take it out after the wedding."

Li Ruoshui joked verbally, but was very happy in her heart. She took the booklet and laughed so hard that she could not see her teeth, and the silver bell on her body also rang.

The booklet was well-made, thick and sturdy, and it was red throughout, with the word "appointment letter" written on it in a font she was familiar with.

These characters are very similar to those on the inscription, except that the first stroke of each character is a little heavy, which makes the stroke a little dull, but the overall look is very beautiful.

The words in the booklet seem to be written in cinnabar, which is a deep red and looks inexplicably thick.

letter of appointment

No state, no county and no place are far away. At the age of 20, want to marry Li Ruoshui, a man who has no state, no county and no place.

Now, by virtue of her promise and agreement, a good relationship can be concluded, so she uses heaven and earth as a match, her own body as a ritual, and her soul as a sacrifice, all of which are enshrined to her.

I only wish that will always be with body in life, and that bones and blood will be integrated after death, and will never be separated from life to life.

May I be like a star and like the moon, and the lights are bright every night.

believer's road

...

Li Ruoshui read these words again and again, and was speechless for a long time.

There is no rhetoric, although there are only a few simple sentences, but she can feel his determination to entangle between life and death just by looking at it.

The red candle exploded with a crackle, awakening Li Ruoshui, who was fascinated. She clutched the letter of appointment tightly and was in a complicated mood.

"You don't write a letter of appointment, it's like... a love letter."

Although she knew that this content was too heavy for a love letter, she really thought so.

For Lu Zhiyao, this is clearly showing her love.

"Is it a letter written between lovers? That's it.

The owner of the inscription shop asked me not to stick to the format, but to express my thoughts directly, so I wrote what was in my heart. "

Li Ruoshui blinked and seemed to notice something was wrong. She took the booklet in front of her and read it carefully.

"You didn't use cinnabar, did you?"

This red is dull, with a slight black edge, and no graininess, not like cinnabar, but rather like...

Li Ruoshui moved his gaze to the palm of his bandaged palm.

"Of course they used my blood. They love you too, so of course they want to give it to you together."

He bent his eyes and teased the silver bell on her cuff with his fingertips, his picturesque face full of softness.

That's the way to go.

He didn't know how to express his love, he could only convey it with the familiar blood and wounds.

The rest may feel fear and pressure, but Li Ruoshui was not afraid, only a little helpless and distressed.

Feeling surging in her heart, she pondered the language for a while, but she still opened her mouth.

"Want to kiss?"

The words were straightforward, but succinctly expressed how she was feeling right now.

Lu Zhiyao leaned over slightly, and his lips stopped in front of her, as if waiting for her permission and vague expectations.

"I can't ask for it."

Lips and tongues intertwined, and it rained outside the house at some point.

The rain was ticking, and it seemed to hit some kind of melody, which made people relax.

The branch window was completely closed, blocking the humid air blowing in, shrouding the ambiguity in the room.

After the kiss, Li Ruoshui looked at Lu Zhiyao, whose eyelashes were trembling, feeling indescribably nervous in his heart.

His hands stopped in front of his waist for a while, unable to reach out to unbuckle the buckle on his waistband.

"What's up?"

His voice was hoarse, perhaps because the two of them were too engaged just now, and he was still immersed in the afterglow.

After asking this, Lu Zhiyao grabbed her hand, instinctively intertwined his fingers with hers, and his red lips pressed against her side neck again.

My heart is very dry, and only by being infinitely close to her can relieve this dryness.

"...In addition to kissing, we can actually do other things."

Li Ruoshui spoke intermittently, and he didn't even dare to look at Lu Zhi's eyes that seemed to be enveloped in misty rain.

It was all her that was reflected in it, which always gave her the illusion that she was teaching him badly.

"It's similar to the one made by two people... Of course, I don't think we need it at all, just kiss it."

After all, they had kissed so many times, but Lu Zhiyao never seemed to show his physical "discomfort", probably not necessary.

"Does the husband and wife do it? You mean screaming strangely together?"

Lu Zhiyao recalled that he had been to the brothel to do the task, and naturally he had heard these strange sounds.

At that time, he was not curious, he just felt noisy, but he didn't expect Li Ruoshui to bring this up now.

"If you like, you can."

Lu Zhiyao had a smile on his face, but he still said this sentence with a little hesitation.

Li Ruoshui: ...! ! !

Help, in the face of such a pure-hearted person, she shamelessly wants to continue!

"Probably the one you think, but a little different... I started?"

"Um."

The corners of Lu Zhi's lips curled up and he sat on the edge of the bed, the corners of his red robe were pressed against the hem of her skirt, and her shoulders were pressed by her hands.

With a click, the candlelight not far away made a light explosion, and the buckle on the girdle also opened in response.

Perhaps because it was a wedding dress, it was easy to put on and take off. As soon as the girdle slipped onto the bed, the folded fronts of the clothes were opened.

Lu Zhizhi didn't understand why she had to take off her clothes, but he had no doubts or discomfort, just unsuspecting acceptance.

With a smile on his lips, his fingertips rubbed the bead on her wrist, and then, as usual, slowly poked under the bead.

The robe slipped off the bed, dragged the girdle behind him, and landed on the footsteps, making a muffled sound.

It was a rainy night, the doors and windows were closed, the house was slightly damp and stuffy, the soft wick burst open, and the shadows cast by the two couldn't help shaking.

The beads in the bell rolled lightly and jingled, as if telling Lu Zhi what she was doing now.

"Is it like this from the beginning?"

"Yes."

Li Ruoshui knelt on the edge of the bed. Although he was still a little nervous, the progress was orderly.

But she always felt that the room was a little hot, Li Ruoshui simply stood up and extinguished the candlelight before coming back to continue.

Suddenly, only the cold moonlight remained in the room. They were scattered around them through the panes covered with white paper, which seemed to cover the atmosphere.

His silk underwear was originally red, but now it was full of moonlight, and it was also faintly glowing with silver light.

She blinked lightly and slowly peeled off the silver red, revealing a gleaming white lined by the moonlight.

The silver red like water was faded to the crook of his arms, and the untied black hair hung down in front of him, tangled like the most graceful brushstrokes in ink painting.

Seemingly itchy, he reached out and brushed the black hair behind him, revealing the blooming white tan on his waist.

Beauty under the moon.

Whether it is him or this Bai Tan, they are all worthy of these four characters.

Lu Zhiyao just sat with his eyes closed, his smile was warm, and he looked like a Buddhist son waiting to worship.

But who knows that getting close to each other is the secret prayer in his heart, and he is the worshipper.

"Can you?"

His hand touched her red ribbon, rubbed it carefully, and wrapped it around his fingertips, but it just couldn't make him gluttonous.

The fallen ties were piled up in front of his knees, and the room suddenly rang out with fine bells, as if each one was cheering and each one was jumping for joy.

After the bell rang a few times, the wedding dress was gently placed on the floor by him.

The silver bells decorated on them reflected silver light in the moonlight, and the silver light fell on them and the whole room as if sprinkled with stars.

"So comfortable."

Lu Zhiyao hugged her, buried his head on her shoulders and neck, wrapped his arms around her waist, and his black hair fell on her layer by layer.

This was the first time he had hugged her without stopping, and no one knew how long he had longed for such closeness.

How he wished he could be so close to her forever and never be separated.

She is his Buddha, how many people in the world can hold on to their beliefs like this?

The silver bell rang softly on the bed, and Li Ruoshui started to take off the last silver-red color, put it aside, and then slowly leaned over.

"Would you like to come with me, this will be happier than killing and kissing, I once promised you..."

Her tone seemed to be coaxing, but it was not necessary at all. What she said, Lu Zhi would do.

He is a blind man floating on a bitter sea. He doesn't know the direction or the way forward. Only the boundless loneliness accompanies him.

But one day, he met the god who gave him directions. With a touch of warmth and true tenderness, she took him out of the sea of ​​misery and to the other side of happiness.

This happiness is unfamiliar and bizarre, like floating in the sea, ups and downs, he has already lowered his head, and is about to lose control in this happiness.

Humans are instinctive when they are out of control.

He instinctively hugged Li Ruoshui's back, soft and slender, and his strength was extremely gentle, as if to tell her love.

The eyelashes opened uncontrollably, hanging down slightly wet.

There was a hazy mist in his eyes, and his unfocused gaze fell behind her head, the end of his eyes was slightly red, strangely giving a sense of vulnerability.

In addition to her voice, there was a constant ringtone.

The ringing sound came from her ankle, which was the bondage he tied with his own hands, a sign that he was alone.

It turns out that this is the fusion of bone and blood.

He turned his head and kissed her earlobe, sending all the syllables and love in his mouth into her ears.

The rain outside the window made the interior of the house even more humid and hot.

Li Ruoshui pushed aside his black hair, and saw the familiar tooth marks on the back of his neck, probably because of what medicine he used to keep it for so long.

The white palm on his waist was adorned with fine sweat beads, which seemed to bloom with dewdrops under the moonlight, making it even more beautiful and moving.

In a daze, Li Ruoshui held his hand and intertwined his fingers, but felt his hand tremble, and then remembered the scar on his palm.

"Are you all right?"

Li Ruoshui stopped, and his voice was a little dry.

She picked up his hand, and the pale red soaked in the gauze and seeped out from it.

"I'll get you medicine..."

"Need not."

Lu Zhiyao pulled her wrist and exerted her strength, more redness appeared, and the wound should have split in half.

"Pain can remind me, Ruoshui, let it accompany me."

His expression was mixed with joy and madness, and this joy seemed unreal to him, and he would always mistake it for his dream in a trance.

With pain as a backdrop to the music, only in this way will he know that he is alive.

Only the pain in his hand can remind him that this is the real world and that everything he prays for is happening.

"……Okay."

Li Ruoshui didn't insist any longer. She lightly covered the scratches on his palm to prevent him from hurting himself. She lowered her head and kissed, and the crisp jingle sounded again.

His black hair was scattered behind him like splashing ink, as if to open up to wrap them up, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, moistening his forehead hair.

He was a little overwhelmed, his clear eyes were misty, but he couldn't focus, and his glazed eyes could only passively reflect everything.

The end of his eyes were red, and he felt pain and joy in a void, and all of this came from Li Ruoshui, and only she could make him like this.

He tilted his head slightly and said something in her ear, Wu Nong's soft words went straight into Li Ruoshui's ear, as if wrapped in honey, very lingering.

Li Ruoshui didn't understand, but she knew that this person was completely excited.

The rain continued, and the bells ringing in the house gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

The god who was guiding him stopped, so excited that his fingertips were numb, he hugged her, and said something in her ear.

This tone of voice is tangled, with the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, it sounds good, but Li Ruoshui doesn't know what he is talking about.

"What? I didn't understand."

Lu Zhiyao paused, then raised his lips, even if his eyes couldn't focus, they still reflected her appearance.

"...Can you do it again?"

Li Ruoshui bent his eyes, his voice was not so clear, but it was very nice.

"As long as you can, I can."

The rain was still falling outside the window, and the bright moon was reflected in the puddles, which were then rippled by the raindrops, and the moon had to be passively opened.

A white ephemera bud was wrapped in the corner of the wall. It was shaken by the rain, and the raindrops kept sliding down. In the sound of the rain, it trembled and bloomed, receiving the moisture of the rain and dew.

The shadow of the branches is slanted, and the fragrance is floating.