Gongs and drums blared, and the sky was full of fire, and the royal wedding was celebrated all over the world.

Outside Wenfu, red carpet paves the road, gongs and drums blare, six-person sedans are covered with red belts and green, and gold thread borders, all the way is decorated with lights and festoons, and there are guards in brocade clothes among the tens of thousands of wedding teams to open the way. Various folk customs compete on the stageOn the up-and-coming competition, juggling, opera, music and dancing filled the entire Wenfu Street.

This is an unruly marriage, but it is a gift specially given by Shu He to Wen Wanqiu. He helps them realize their dreams and gives the two people in love the most ordinary wedding. Shu He is not kind, nor is he an adult beauty. He is watching a play, Watch the play he wants to see.

The king of a country is too cold at the top, and if he wants to prosper, he is doomed to be cold-blooded and ruthless.Xuan Fuzhi loves Wen Wanqiu, how deep and how long can this love last?Surviving in the turbid harem, will Wen Wanqiu continue to be innocent, or learn to intrigue?Facing the man he loves embracing other women, facing the grace of Long Chong, facing the sarcasm of other concubines, day after day, year after year, jealous, complaining, and resentful.If Wen Wanqiu changed, what would happen to Xuan Fuzhi?

Shu He was in a good mood, amidst the sound of gongs and drums, he seemed to see Xuan Fuzhi's dark face.

Shyness stems from the woman's heartbeat every time, anticipation is because someone is waiting forever, what is not stained with dust is the innocence at the beginning of ignorance, and what is sincere is the dedication and protection of each other without regret.

Who can say that late autumn is not happy, who can say that her current position is a grievance, no matter what the people who see her in the palace think, in the final analysis, life is still going on slowly for her.

In Lingque Palace, Wan Qiu holds the jade in her hand and touches the lines on it through the red hijab. It was bought by Fu Zhi for her. They were both so young at that time. When she saw the second princess had a beautiful jade pendant, she also clamored for FuZhizhi bought her the same one, and in the end he had no choice but to take the jade around his waist and give it to her. How could she know how precious that piece of jade was, let alone what it meant, until his father discovered it a long time later and made herAfter kneeling in the ancestral hall all night, she realized the meaning of love between young and frivolous children.

Now think about it, it is happiness when it is simple, and it is true when you don’t understand it.

"I'm really married." Being able to marry someone who loves herself and the one she loves, everything she had dreamed about before her eyes, she is content.

The sky is misty, smoke and clouds gather, the evening wind blows away the prelude to the night, Nuan Chun is dozing off, when footsteps are heard in the corridor, Wan Qiu rolls up her jade feet at a loss, nervous as if Xuan Fuzhi hugged her for the first timehelpless.

"You all stand back."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wan Qiu twisted her clothes and her nervous heart almost jumped out. Dreams come from extravagant thoughts. Fantasy is a trouble that will never come true. But when she touches all this, she is afraid again. She is so afraid, afraid of waking him up.is gone.

Xuan Fuzhi stopped by the bed, looking at the woman under the red curtain, he also felt unreal, this was his second marriage, it was not as grand as the first time and there were not too many guests, and there was no waiting in this room.Facing the crowds of people serving, pure singleness, simple satisfaction, this has always been his fantasy marriage, quiet, single, having a woman he loves is enough, but he can't be selfish, he can't pursue the life he wants,But at this moment, his wish was easily fulfilled, and the woman he loved was sitting there quietly waiting for him, and would wait for him forever.

Wan Qiu clenched the jade pendant tightly, her heart pounding wildly, this is the wedding gift given to her by Baili Qianliu, she is now the bride.

"Late autumn." Newly married, but he is no longer newly married.

"kindness."

"If you regret it, you still have a chance."

"..."

"I..." He was afraid that he would not be able to guarantee her happiness.

"Pay it, me, I don't regret it, not now, nor in the future." Wan Qiu became more nervous.

The two were silent, enjoying the tranquility of this moment silently:

"You've changed." Before, Wan Qiu said that she would be a couple for a lifetime.

"You didn't." He was still as quiet as before.

Can hear understanding from the mouth of the woman he loves, what is there for a man to be dissatisfied with.

"Waiting for you, I planned to wait for a lifetime." Even though he is a king, he still has suffering.

Wan Qiu's grip on the jade pendant became even tighter, "Pay it..."

"God is still kind to me." Xuan Fu stepped forward, and under the red cover was the girl he wanted to marry from a long time ago. He carefully lifted the red cover, and the woman under the candlelight was not as beautiful as a lotus, but also Xiaojiabiyuwarm.

"Lanqiu, I won't make you regret it!" Telling it to you is also telling it to myself.

"Sanggong..." The warmth she longed for, the long-awaited home.

When two people look at each other, it is the waiting and mutual dependence after years of separation. A man can really have many women, but a man will not love many women at the same time. A woman can have many men, but a woman will not love many men at the same time. Love, in fact, isA person, a person who is engraved in your heart and melted into your bones and blood, if you don't get it, you don't know that you have loved it.

Wan Qiu stretched out her hand, and touched Xuan Fuzhi's skirt with her slender fingers.

"I'll do it." Xuan Fuzhi held her.

Late autumn lowered her head shyly, with a faint smile on Yanhong's face.

Seeing this, Xuan Fuzhi's heart softened, no matter what the future holds, no matter what tricks Baili Qianliu has, why bother this rare bridal chamber candle for those damned people at this time.

"Late autumn, go to sleep."

Wan Qiu's face turned red in an instant, and her shyness could make Tie Han tender.

The bed curtain falls, the moon hangs on the west tower, beauties are like jade, gentlemen are like wine...