Sixty-third bowl of soup (2)

Prince Su liked Feng Jin too much, and he fell in love with her at first sight in Xinglin. Now that he can marry her to him, it is simply a blessing for him to cultivate in several lifetimes. At his age, a lot of things have been seen away. Naturally, he doesn't care about her so-called dying flower and willow body. He doesn't even force her to commit herself to him. He doesn't have any dignity that he likes this woman.

So far, Prince Su has no children. After the first princess married him, he lingered on a sick bed. He once mentioned that he would inherit the family for his concubine, but he was rejected by Prince Su. He is not a person of desire. It's not that important. They are all members of the royal family. Doesn't he have a son, the royal family will not be extinct.

That's why the emperor has no suspicion about him-he doesn't even have a son. Even if Prince Su is plotting an unruly plan, who can this position be passed to him a hundred years later? As for now, the emperor doesn’t mind even more. How old is Prince Su and marrying a new princess, even if he has children, it takes more than ten years to teach adults, but his princes are all grown up now. Not in the hands of outsiders.

So the emperor is also willing to do this favor. It doesn't matter if there is no background, just like Prince Su! There is no threat, he now feels a bit like an emperor brother. It’s just that after seeing Feng Jin, I can’t help but admire her for her beauty, and she’s even closer to Prince Su-with such a beautiful wife, Prince Su still has the heart to rebel?

"Come on, taste this sea bass." Prince Su picked up the seasoned peppers and put a piece of snow-white fish into Feng Jin's bowl. She ate apricots and honey. She only saw these worlds after being taken away by him. I like the foreign things very much. I took a bite and found it very delicious, so I smiled at Prince Su: "Thank you, the prince, the concubine likes it very much."

In fact, they are not married yet, but the emperor has agreed to the marriage for two months. In the words of Prince Su, from the moment Feng Jin agreed to marry him, he regarded her as his own wife, so he often regarded her as his husband. , Seems to be laying down one's own position in general.

He knew in his heart Feng Jin's infatuation. Being able to endure the loneliness of nearly ten years alone and waiting alone in the apricot forest, the feelings are naturally extremely deep, and it is not easy for him to want it.

But he can wait, he has the confidence to wait.

But Feng Jin didn't have much time. She didn't live to be thirty years old. This was destined, and Prince Su was destined to spend this white head alone. Before that, because the host's betrayal caused him to pass away at an undeserving age, it was really a major blow to the host.

She made the mistake first, so that Prince Su’s face was discredited, but he didn’t declare it, and he didn’t blame her. He even offered to help her get back to that person. The real Feng Jin thought it was okay, but she thought it was okay. The prince was not so sad until he learned of his death.

Only at that time, she had changed her name and returned to the person, and she didn't even have a chance to make amends.

That was wrong. She had forgotten that from the moment she promised to marry Prince Su, she was Prince Su’s wife and no longer belonged to others. Even if she can't fall in love with Prince Su, she can't ignore her identity and responsibilities. She owes him affectionateness. If she doesn't reciprocate, it will be no different from a beast.

The real Feng Jin still loves that person, so she can't completely sever the relationship, but the female ghost is different, her heart is calm and calm, and will not be bothered by the host's love.

"It's fine if you like it. If you like it, I will be happy."

Hearing that, Feng Jin lowered her head and smiled, her face is calm, her brows are always with a lingering sadness, this is the change brought by the soul, it is the thing engraved in the female ghost's soul, it is her Her reluctance to let go is her heartache.

It is the sadness and sadness that she has forgotten everything now and can't get rid of.

She pityed Prince Su, because he had been waiting for Feng Jin's love. Although she could not give it, she would make him feel that he had given it. "The prince shouldn't just look at the concubine to eat. Since the taste is so good, the prince should also taste it."

As she said, she also picked up a piece of fish and put it in the bowl of Prince Su. Seeing this noble man's appearance with joy because of his gentleness, her heart was soft and sad.

She didn't know why she was sad, she was just... sad.

Prince Su was so excited that he almost couldn’t hold his chopsticks firmly. Feng Jin put down his chopsticks and gently covered the back of Prince Su’s hand with his right hand: "The prince does not have to be anxious. If the concubine agrees to the prince, he will not regret it. It's a long time."

Prince Su blushed, he was a very good person.

Very good, but Feng Jin is very sad.

The whole Wang Chuan is afraid that she is the only one who suffers the most, because the other lone souls gradually become cruel and cruel in the endless suffering. Only her, because of the soft heart, the pain is deeper, and the soul is more deeply. But until now, she still feels pain when she sees such a good person.

It's like being in Wangchuan.

The two had lunch in the most famous restaurant in Beijing. When they were going to return home, they had just left the box door, and the door of the opposite room opened at the same time. The two people immediately met each other and Feng Jin felt solemn. She became stiff and seemed very nervous. She raised her eyes and saw that it was Xiao Rong who had forgotten Feng Jin in front of her.

The first thing he saw was Prince Su in a dark golden python robe, so his first reaction was to bring his wife to salute: "The official has seen the prince!"

"Xiao Shangshu don't need to be polite, please start."

Xiao Rong got up and looked at Prince Su again, and at a glance he saw Feng Jin, who was incomparably delicate and delicate in a goose yellow skirt next to him.

She stood there quietly and did not look at him, but looked at Prince Su.

His heart suddenly started to ache for some reason. That face, that face-the girl who can't see her face countless times in her dreams, seemed to be like this. He drew a breath, his eyes unable to look away from Feng Jin's face.

"Master, this is—"

"My prince's princess." Prince Su said in a deep voice. Feng Jin's indifferent performance made his heart a little settled. When he looked down at her, she also looked over gently.

"Master, let's go back."

"it is good."

To Feng Jin, Prince Su was always soft-hearted, and he agreed to everything she said, without any principle at all.

Watching the person walking by him without even looking at himself, Xiao Rong's heart was like a needle prick, he involuntarily grabbed Feng Jin's hand when she passed in front of him, and firmly refused. release.

Feng Jin gasped in shock: "Lord, help me!"

Prince Su sternly shouted: "Bold!"

Xiao Rong was awakened from a dream, but he was reluctant to let go of that soft little hand, "No, he was offended, he was offended..."

"Let go of me." Feng Jin pulled back vigorously, then wiped her hand on her body, looking upset.

Seeing her frowning, Prince Su's heart was broken. He glared at Xiao Rong: "How dare you to rash my beloved wife, you are not afraid to eat Xiongxin Leopard!"

Xiao Rong's wife quickly knelt down and dragged Xiao Rong, who was absent-minded, together: "The prince forgive the sin, the prince forgive the sin! My husband is confused for a while, please forgive the prince!"

She also didn't know why the husband suddenly pulled the princess's hand. This was really a treachery. If the prince wanted to pursue it, it would be useless to intercede as the prime minister's father!

"Master, don't talk to them too much, I don't like them, I don't want to see them, let's go."

"Okay." Prince Su glared at Xiao Rong again, and then he took Feng Jin's shoulders and took her out. Before leaving, he did not forget to say to Xiao Rong, "This king has taken note of today's affairs!"

When Prince Su was gone, Xiao Rong's wife asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you, husband? Just now--"

"I don't know..." Xiao Rong looked at his wife blankly. "I just think that the woman seems to have seen it somewhere, and has a very deep relationship with me."

"Could it be—" Madam Xiao bit her lip tightly. Since her husband hurt her head a few days ago, she often dreamed about things that she had never mentioned before, including the mysterious woman. She has a deep relationship with her husband and never hides it, so she knows it too. But never expected that the person would be Princess Su. "Husband, can you really remember nothing?"

Xiao Rong shook his head in silence.

He still couldn't help but look at the direction of Feng Jin's disappearance. He was generally out of control when he lost his soul.

When sleeping at night, Xiao Rong dreamed of the girl again. This time the girl’s face finally appeared. Willow leaves bent eyebrows and sentimental apricot eyes, innocent and as innocent as the person he saw in the day, but the person in the day, although he was still a girl, he no longer saw the girl’s posture, and his whole body There is a faint detached indifference from above and below, and there is infinite sadness between the brows-who is making her sad?

Xiao Rong remembered everything.

The last scene in the dream was a girl dressed in pink as a woman standing in front of him, packing up for him and sending him to take the exam. He made a promise to come back to marry her when he was in high school. Not far behind them, It is a tombstone buried together.

He left her alone, let her spend so many years alone, but he married a wife and had children in the capital!

Xiao Rong woke up from his dream, tears streaming down his face.

He couldn't face his wife beside him, so he got up and lifted the quilt gently, and went out of the room to the quiet place in the house, biting the tiger's mouth and crying bitterly.

He was wrong for too long, and now it is too late to remember, but the memory is flooding like a tide, and all that Xiao Rong thinks of in his heart is the brilliant smile of the girl Feng Jin like a flower.

Does he love his current wife?

There is respect and pity, and loyalty, but there is no love.

He always thought that he didn't like anyone. It turned out that his likes were sealed in his memory a long time ago. Now that he sees that person, everything is out of control.