The moon is full and the moon is full of flowers.

People are drunk in the mortal world, and when they are drunk, they sing and spend their time in vain.

When the harp and harp are friends, the sound of the harp will sound.

There is a faint song of farewell and mourning, but the song of farewell and mourning has not ended."

Murong Haochen watched her write without any hesitation, and wrote the poem in one stroke.

Looking at the lanterns hanging high on the street, I feel like I should be strolling around in this situation, but instead I write poetry under the marriage tree.

He never believed in marriage or fate.

Just believe in what is destined in your heart.

"Are your poems always so sentimental?"

After hearing this, Ye Yilan put down the pen in her hand and looked up with her clear eyes.

Murong Haochen directly picked up the red paper in front of him, looked at it carefully again, and said slowly: "I want to say goodbye, but I don't want to say goodbye. I want to use the music to stay and waste time with myself."

He gradually moved closer to her, tickled the tip of her nose, and smiled jokingly: "But, what's the solution?"

There was no secret at all in front of him. She snatched it from his hand and turned around to avoid his sight. She pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment before saying slowly: "

Can't you understand this meaning?"

"If you want to keep me, I don't mind." He hugged her tightly and looked at the people around him, fearing that there would be too many people and he would let go of her hand. Since that time,

He would never let go of her hand easily again and keep her away from his sight.

At that moment in his arms, he said the word "to retain". In fact, this poem has another meaning, which is what he said.

After all these things, he is still the one worth saving. After all, he is the emperor. Although the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager have not said much about the emperor's heir, as the days go by, I am afraid...

The relationship between them has never been strong, there is always a slight flaw, and only each of them can understand these flaws.

But all of this still appeared in her body. After all, she had not truly let go of Murong Haoli. Although her love had faded, the moment this man appeared in front of her, no matter how much she wanted to escape, she would not be able to bear it.

Just take a look at him.

Both of them felt deeply guilty. They were not playing with the relationship between the two brothers, but the relationship had gone astray.

Looking at the woman in his arms, he separated her from his arms. He saw that her eyes were in a state of trance and he couldn't help calling out softly. He asked with a smile: "What are you thinking of being so trance-like?"

But she shook her head and smiled slightly, then she took his hand and pointed to the marriage tree in front of her. The red ribbon was blown by the breeze, but the love words written in the red ribbon were not touched at all.

"I want to hang this on top."

But what she wanted was the top. It is said that the higher the red silk is hung, the more wishes will come true. The marriage tree is so tall, but she is extremely reluctant to let him risk the risk of hanging it.

Murong Haochen watched her staring at the red silk in her hand, which showed how obsessed she was with this poem.

He held her waist, kissed her forehead lovingly, and asked softly: "But you want the highest place?"

High place?

He, but wants to...

"Actually, you can hang it anywhere you want."

Her heart was inexplicably flustered, because he would definitely want to hang this thing high.

"But you don't believe me?"

When he asked this question, he saw that she hesitated for a moment, not daring to look at him, and snatched the red silk from his hand.

Seeing the situation, Ye Yilan wanted to grab his figure, but saw that he had already crossed the crowd, jumped up with a light skill, and stood upright on the branch like a drop of water.

"Look, whose young master is this? He has such great Qinggong."

"I heard that the higher the red thread is hung, the more effective it will be."

"I really want to know which woman has such a good man."

"..."

Ye Yilan saw people around her watching around the tree, but she also stood there, fearing that he would not find her in the crowd when he came down.

Just now, I heard the envious words from the women around me. Seeing his sense of urgency at the moment when he went up, I couldn't help but smile because of their words. However, after they gradually faded away, there was still a hint of extreme uneasiness.

There was a loud noise, and the moment they saw him coming down, the women around him were so excited that they couldn't help but glance at him.

But his eyes were always looking at one person, and he didn't care about everything around him.

Seeing his figure getting closer and closer, Ye Yilan couldn't help but feel worried and went straight forward to hug his body. At that moment, her heart truly relaxed: "Do you know how worried I am?

"

He hugged her body with one hand, clasped the hair on the back of her head with one hand, kissed her forehead deeply with his lips, and comforted her: "I will do anything for you without regrets."

If he wants to give her the best, he will do it for her. After all, he has a lot of qinggong, and it would be a waste if he doesn't use it.

The people around them couldn't help but be envious when they saw how close the two of them were.

The sounds of those broken thoughts made her smile in her arms.

After hearing this, Murong Haochen looked at her like this and asked with confusion on his face: "What's wrong, you're smiling like this?"

He covered the smile in his mouth with his sleeves and pretended to sigh: "Those women are extremely envious of me."

envious?

Everything he did was only for her and she did not need the envious eyes of others.

"Aren't you jealous?"

Holding her cheek, seeing her smiling so heartily, she was naturally overjoyed. However, she didn't feel jealous at all.

He had to be jealous before he asked this question. But after all, they are just passers-by, so why should they care so much. "They don't know who you are, and they won't snatch you away, so why should I be jealous."

"

Why bother?

He has never seen her look jealous. The more she acts like this, the more worried he is. After all, as long as she is jealous, he can know whether she has love in her heart.

But she is like this, and she has no idea what is going on in her hungry heart?

Murong Haochen raised his eyebrows deliberately, glanced at her expression at this moment, and said coldly: "It seems that I have to visit the concubine of the harem again. Maybe you should be jealous."

It was heard that she knew the purpose of what he did, but she refused to follow his wishes. She put down the hand he placed on her body and said coldly: "Then you go to visit me tonight and let me stay alone in Qinlan Palace. That's fine."

Comfortable."

Seeing that the people around her were gradually looking at the two of them from time to time, he pulled her aside and whispered in her ear softly as he walked: "I'm just joking with you, but you said this to make me sad. Do you know

How much does my heart hurt?"

"You keep forcing me to be jealous, but I don't want to be jealous." She held his hands, looked at him with a puzzled look in her eyes, and asked, "Are you testing me to see if I have love for you?"

"

Test?

He kept testing her and gesturing to her, but she couldn't feel anything.

Even if you can guess what's in her heart, you can't guess the other side of her heart.

Seeing that he kept staring at her without saying a word, Ye Yilan lowered her eyes and secretly worried: "I don't want to become a jealous woman."

Hearing this, Murong Haochen's heart was throbbing secretly, and his emotional heart was spreading. He held her slender waist and whispered sideways: "Other than you, I will never touch any woman."

Seeing that he was about to kiss her on the lips, he shyly turned his head away, looking slightly panicked, and then asked: "The day of marriage seems to be not far away."

There were so many people around her, but he didn't take it seriously at all, which made her unable to adapt to it for a while. The casual mention of marriage was also what she said subconsciously out of panic in her heart.

"What are you worried about?"

Hearing what she said, there was obvious uneasiness and anxiety in her expression. But he didn't know where this anxiety came from.

Worry?

She really couldn't escape his gaze, even if he didn't know it, but these words were enough to express what she was worried about.

She hid her hands in her cuffs, broke away from his arms, and walked aside with her back to him: "The last time those people attempted murder, I was afraid..."

"Don't worry, none of this will happen." His frowning eyebrows and his pair of deep eyes were staring at her back, and he walked behind and said coldly. "I have arranged everything, and no one can touch it.

Hands and feet."

Ever since that incident happened, he has been monitoring the activities of the people in the Northern Desert, but he has done nothing unusual. He just doesn't know who the person behind this is?

Let Murong Haoli take care of this matter to prevent him from taking any action. If he wanted to sit back and enjoy the success, the incident of Princess Beimo would start a war between the two countries, and he might have already...

I'm afraid that all this is just his own conjecture. Murong Haoli gave him the courage, and he would not collaborate with the enemy to judge the country. He would only use his strength to prove himself, and he was suitable to be the emperor.

If he wants to be the one, he can offer it with both hands, get rid of all the disputes in the palace, and be with her. But it's me, he just wants to realize her dream.

no one anyone?

But she didn't know what Han Xin would do?

She never learned from her brother that he did not want to marry. If Haochen had known about it, the person his brother loved would have been...
To be continued...