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Until Han Fei escaped from the marriage, everyone looked nervously at the face of his father and mother and did not dare to speak. When the wedding banquet room was filled with panic, I bowed my head in discouragement, and was about to turn around and go back to the bedroom, but in a look back, it was a long way to go. A figure was seen in the crowd.
The back that was as comfortable as the breeze, the back that refused to look back again and again in the midnight dream.
I didn't dare to take my eyes off half a minute, it was just for a moment, but it was as long as five years, until he turned around.
Only then did I realize with trepidation that that person, that person with the face of a high mountain, the legendary story of the hero saving beauty, the big brother who can blush and pretend to be calm, has never left my heart for a moment.
I looked in his direction and cried and laughed. If it weren't for Fengpi Xiaguan, I would have rushed forward desperately, asked him if he still remembered me, asked him why he left without saying goodbye, asked him why he failed to keep his promise, asked him these Where did the year go?
Then I learned that he is the legendary Song Langsheng.
He was promoted from a small Jinzhou magistrate to a prefect due to repeated cases of unsolved strange cases, and even more beautifully uncovered the truth about the murder of a prince in Jinzhou in the south of the border, saving him from an imminent battle. His father was very appreciative of him, and he felt that nowadays the officialdom is mostly a man of prudence and self-protection, so that both wisdom and courage should be shouldered a heavy responsibility, so he made an exception to promote him three ranks and promoted Dali Cheng.
I was overwhelmed with joy beyond words.
So he jumped up and down and asked the emperor to spare Han Fei.
At the beginning of my father, I was puzzled, why my husband escaped from the marriage, not only did I not feel sad, but I also felt so refreshed.
It wasn't until I pestered my father and asked how Song Langsheng had turned the tide at that time, he had an epiphany.
The royal father thought that I decisively fell in love with Song Langsheng's Huarongyue appearance, and I was distraught.
Although I really want to explain, but after careful consideration, it seems that this is indeed the case.
It was probably out of guilt for me. After all, Han Fei's former son-in-law who ran away from marriage was also chosen by his father and his old man. After a few days, he passed on Song Langsheng.
At that time, my father was helping him to review the memorials in the imperial study. Unexpectedly, someone outside suddenly reported that Lord Song was waiting outside the door. I didn't have time to tell which Lord Song it was, so I watched Song Langsheng step into the house. In an instant, thousands of pear trees bloom.
Sure enough, the royal father asked him whether he would like to be the concubine in a very succinct and unpredictable manner.
I was startled, but when I saw Song Langsheng glanced at me in a daze, and then at his father, he was quite stunned, and he didn't know how to respond.
Then... Song Langsheng knelt down calmly and refused.
He said that he already had a deceased wife, and after his wife died, he vowed not to marry for the rest of his life, and he was the only one in his heart in this life.
I still remember how I felt when I listened to him. My whole body felt like I was stabbed with tiny needles. It wasn't painful, and it wasn't spinning, but I found my fingertips trembling inexplicably.
But I still remember that Song Langsheng's actions were considered disrespectful, and I remember the father's desire to protect his daughter and his anger when he saw someone running away from the marriage. When he was a concubine, he had absolutely no intention of doing so. Master Song's love for his wife was truly admirable and should be praised.
After I finished speaking, I stepped on the steps and went up to the attic, pretending that nothing had happened.
I pushed open the window and let out a breath of white breath, only then did I realize that snowflakes were slowly falling from the blue sky. I closed my jacket and rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand, but after a while, I saw Song Langsheng slowly leaving. All kinds of lovesickness are like snow, floating down, landing, melting, and disappearing without a trace.
Only then did I realize that there is a more tragic ending in this world than two people who love each other not being together - one is still in love and still misses, while the other's heart has already gone a long way. It's all been forgotten.
If you forget each other in the rivers and lakes from now on, it will be worth it.
However, we always have to meet each other because of official business, perform the ceremonies of monarchs and ministers, and speak in a temple tone. How can we get along in harmony with me, a princess who always sings black faces for the prince's younger brother.
If those incidents are just righteousness, he is understandable, but to sacrifice a little for the sake of the overall situation is already a tacit understanding of the rulers. If it is someone else, there is always a way to suppress him or use favor and power, but he is Song Lang. Health, what should I do with him?
When the conflict continued to intensify, he had reached the point where he turned around and left when he saw me from a distance. Even if he saw me, he would not say a word of nonsense with a straight face. I was afraid that in the eyes of outsiders, he would mean nothing to me. It's like a thorn in the eyes.
Who would have thought that the arrogant princess could be regarded as a thorn in her side because she was the only one in her heart?
Who would have thought that even though he used power to suppress him on the surface, he would be admired for his courage without fear of power, and he would be impressed by his demeanor in seeking justice and judgment like a god?
It is true that I am also extremely saddened by this double split in feeling and spirituality.
Until my mentor Fang Liangβs case moved the capital, it was first impeached by my concubine Han Fei, who had not been successful in the past, and then personally tried by Song Langsheng, who was about to enter the house soon.
I can almost imagine how tragic it was.
Countless disputes accelerated the deterioration of the relationship between us. Even in his study, I tore the folding fan he was thinking of, and he pushed me to the side for this, and took away the last hope in my heart. and shredded.
After that, I hadn't been to Dali Temple for a long time and never saw him again.
On the day Fang Liang left, it snowed heavily and wrapped in silver.
I pretended to slip to the city gate without the knowledge of my father, but I didn't want to see Song Langsheng.
With his official robes off, he was still so dazzling when people came and went, and Fang Liang stood in front of him so calmly, dressed in plain clothes, his expression was soft, and he didn't show the slightest tiredness that he had just suffered from the catastrophe.
I wore a bamboo hat and pretended to pass by them slowly, only to hear Song Langsheng say, "Mr. hard work these days."
Fang Liang patted his shoulder as if relieved, and said for a long time, "Sir Song is hard work."
Then I walked by.
Apparently didn't understand what they were saying.
So I was reluctant to go through the pretense and go back, Song Langsheng said... I didn't hear what I just heard, Fang Liang said: "It's tiring for you to misunderstand the princess and His Royal Highness... Alas, the old man doesn't think so now. report."
Song Langsheng smiled as if he didn't mind, but his smile was very light: "I haven't helped you sir, you should take good care of yourself along the way."
After another round, still didn't understand the stery in their words.
When I turned around again, Song Langsheng had already bowed to Fang Liang, who had already left, and then I realized that I was here to see him off, and rushed forward, when Fang Liang smiled and said, "Princess, This old man knows it! Treasure it!"
I:"β¦β¦"
When I turned my head, I saw Song Langsheng looking at him with a faceless expression, I took off the bamboo hat in embarrassment, "Have you found me?"
Song Langsheng was neither salty nor light: "Your Highness didn't find it?"
I:"β¦β¦"
Song Langsheng turned around rudely, and I looked around, not knowing who to follow. Song Langsheng saw that I was standing still, so he stopped and looked back at me: "Isn't the princess still going back to the palace?"
I pointed in Fang Liang's direction, "Did he prepare for my teacher's case..."
Song Langsheng did not answer.
I lowered my eyes and said, "He deliberately calculated everything, first let Han Fei report him, and then let you try the case in person? On the surface, you are the ones who handled him, but in fact, you have reduced the harm of this case to the other party's family. lowest?"
Song Langsheng still didn't answer.
I looked at him and said, "Is there someone in the cabinet who wanted to use this to create an uproar? Is it preemptive? Is it to protect the princelings? Is it..." I choked, "Are you afraid that I will do anything to protect him? Won't you tell me the truth?"
Song Langsheng said calmly and solemnly: "Old Fang said, 'But if you want to go up, you won't harm the country, and if you want to go down, you won't harm the people.
I let out a long white breath and just wanted to catch up and say something to Fang Liang, but Song Langsheng said, "Old Fang has already said it, why should the princess talk too much to make him embarrassed?"
Understand. How can I not understand the teacher's intentions?
At the time I really didn't know what to say.
I rubbed my nose and said, "What does he know? He made a bet with me when he was drinking a few years ago. He lost the bet and owed me 300 taels, but he hasn't paid it back. I'm here to ask for silver taels..."
"..." Song Langsheng didn't bother to pay attention to me anymore, so he turned around and continued to walk. I stopped and motioned the secret guard to stay away from me: "I'm sneaking out today."
He went on.
"No guards and no personal maids."
He was still walking, slowly.
"I don't even have a carriage. It's getting dark, and the snow is so heavy. I can't see the road anymore. I can't go back to the palace. I'm about to freeze to death."
He stopped. Looking back, the gods were filled with disapproval, and even the title of the princess was omitted: "Don't keep up?"
I happily stepped on the snow and ran forward. I followed him carefully all the way. Because the snow was so thick, I twisted and twisted when I walked. I bumped his back with my nose several times. I was happy, but I had to follow farther and take a lighter pace.
Usually, the movement is small, and Song Langsheng has to look back at me from time to time to confirm that I have not dispersed with the crowd, and then continue to move forward as if nothing had happened.
He walked safely in front, and I followed clumsily behind, as if in a trance I had returned to the mountains many years ago. At that time, the little sister also followed the big brother like a deer.
After sunset, it became more and more cold. When I went out, I didn't find a relatively low-key jacket. I was wearing a thin coat. At this moment, I couldn't help but shiver and sneezed again and again. I don't know how many times I sneezed, Song Langsheng. He stopped again, took off his cotton jacket, took a deep breath, quickly draped it over my shoulders, and turned back quickly, saying firmly, "If the princess catches the cold, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it."
I was stunned, feeling the body temperature remaining on the jacket, I was obviously happy, but I was used to muttering again: "If you dare to refuse your marriage, would you be afraid of this?"
"..."
"Well I didn't say anything."
"...the matter of refusing marriage..." Song Langsheng's voice was flat, "I haven't apologized to the princess yet, I have thanked..."
My chest felt tight, but I waved my hand and said, "Anyway, you are rude, this princess is used to it."
It was rare for Song Langsheng to not refute anything. He was silent, but the atmosphere was a little uncomfortable. I smiled, jumped up to him, and said casually: "Oh, it's not that serious, if the royal father wants to marry, You can only promise, right?"
Song Langsheng thought for a while: "Well."
I didn't react for a while: "Huh?"
Song Lang naturally squinted: "Isn't it?"
I was dumbfounded: "I, I still think you would rather die than follow..."
He tilted his head: "Who would be stupid to die for such a thing, Your Highness has read too much of the playbook."
Me: "..." Someone in Han Fei called you stupid.
I settled down and said: "...you, didn't you promise that your dead wife would not marry again, you, you, you are not afraid of being sorry for her?"
"Right."
Suddenly there was a premonition that he would say something extraordinary and logical.
Song Langsheng nodded solemnly. "So, I will feel guilty."