Chapter 1041 From beginning to end, only you
Jiang Xue touched the man's sharp brow with her bare hands and poked him in the chest in a pretended angry tone:
"When the leader proposed marriage, he said he would treat me like a rare treasure. But now, you have forgotten even your first wife after seeing your own daughter?"
Xiao Zhan chuckled upon hearing this, and his warm breath brushed past his wife's ears: "Meeting Xiaoxue is like surviving a disaster, and protecting the children is the perfection of this life. If you say that it was a lonely boat looking for shore back then..."
He took his wife and daughter's hands and folded them across his chest: "Now is the time to sail home."
In Xiao Zhan's eyes, Jiang Xue has always been considerate.
Even though she became a little more delicate during pregnancy, she would never reject him from her bed because of trivial matters.
Such a lively appearance made him secretly happy - this was clearly the innocent little princess from back then reappearing in the world.
He tapped her shoulder to signal her, but she backed away unexpectedly: "Don't expect me to throw myself into your arms if you don't explain clearly."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Zhan suddenly pulled the person into his arms.
The person in his arms struggled symbolically twice and then calmed down. He clearly had the strength to break free, but he was just greedy for this addictive warmth.
"I remember that since I was a child, marrying you has been my lifelong wish."
He stroked his wife's long black hair and said, "On the wedding night, when the candles were lit high, I was both happy and sad. I hated myself for letting you go through so much hardship, and I hated not being able to marry you earlier."
He placed his warm palm on her slightly bulging belly: "Now Yaoyao is different. This is the testimony of our blood fusion, and it is the most perfect expectation for the years to come."
Jiang Xue pretended to be angry: "After all, isn't it just that I love my daughter more?"
"Heaven and earth have conscience."
He gently scratched the tip of the beautiful woman's nose: "From beginning to end, it's only you."
"really?"
"Have you forgotten? You are the girl I have kept in my heart for more than 20 years."
"How dare I forget."
Her eyes were as bright as stars: "I will remember it forever."
The lingering kiss suddenly fell, from gentle tentative to inseparable.
When they separated, the sparkling light in Jiang Xue's eyes almost drowned people.
"If there ever comes a day when we forget each other..."
Before Xiao Zhan could finish his words, his lips were sealed with slender fingers. No one could have expected that this joke would become a prophecy in the future.
"Have I been too indulgent recently?"
She lowered her eyes and played with the jade pendant on her husband's waist.
Since she became pregnant, she couldn't control the urge to act spoiled. But she was used to being dignified, so she acted spoiled in an awkward way.
Xiao Zhan smiled and shook his head.
His wife should be pampered and treated with royal dignity in front of outsiders, and should be able to do whatever she wants when she returns home.
Even if he wanted to reach for the stars and the moon, he was willing to build a ladder to heaven.
"really?"
"Absolutely."
Xiao Zhan brushed his wife's temples with his fingertips: "Don't say you don't have willfulness. Even if you do, I'll accept it. After all..."
He leaned over and whispered in her ear: "You are my destined partner, the most gentle mother of my child, and the name engraved on the tip of my heart."
Jiang Xue raised her eyes slightly, and her slender hand suddenly touched the ribbon around his waist: "In this case..."
The jade finger moved along the brocade pattern, and finally stopped at a dangerous area: "How about fulfilling the promise now?"
She pressed her red lips against his earlobe and breathed, and as she wished, she heard the man's breathing suddenly become heavier.
Xiao Zhan clutched the carved bedpost and smiled bitterly. This was the third time tonight that he fell into the trap he had dug.
The eyes of the person in front of me, which were originally as clear as springs, are now sparkling. The thin nightgown cannot hide her exquisite curves, but her fingertips are still teasing them faintly.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he felt reason rushing in a certain direction along with his blood.
"Xiaoxue!"
He grasped the rebellious wrist, his voice extremely hoarse: "The imperial physician said that you need to be extra careful in the first three months, wait..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt the soft hand in his palm suddenly slip away.
"That's all."
Jiang Xue gathered her gauze dress and stepped back half an inch: "I knew Yun Che's oath would be more fragile than morning dew."
Her slender fingers twirled her black hair around in circles: "Then I'll change my wish to something else - I want the crescent moon on the eaves."
"good."
Jiang Xue was stunned by the straightforward answer. Before she could react, she saw the black robe lifted up. The sandalwood door creaked, and the man disappeared.
The night wind brought the pine resin into the inner room, filling the room with beauty.
She looked at the swaying bead curtain, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the still warm brocade quilt, and suddenly she felt that the joke seemed to have gone too far.
When Xiao Zhan returned with the night dew, the glass cup in his hand was filled with swaying light: "Come with me, I will show you the most special moon."
The blush was still in the corners of his eyes, but he had regained his calm smile.
Dozens of river lanterns lit up one after another under the corridor, and their reflections in the lotus pond looked like stars falling to the ground. On the white jade platform in the middle, the fireflies in the crystal ball were flashing a dim light.
"I'll give you a piece of moonlight to keep you company."
Xiao Zhan put his arm around his wife's shoulders and brushed away the night dew on her temples with his fingertips.
In the chilly spring weather, he carefully fastened the silver thread buttons on her collar and placed the gilded sleeve warmer in her palm.
Jiang Xue looked at the drooping brows of the person in front of her, and she seemed to be back to a snowy night in the northern border more than ten years ago. At that time, she was trudging on the ice field wrapped in a blood-stained fox fur. She never thought that someone would seal the moonlight into his sleeves for her.
On the bluestone table, there was a copper basin filled with half a cup of spring water, and the reflection of the crescent moon was broken into stars in the ripples.
Xiao Zhan tapped the water lightly with his fingertips: "Xiaoxue, can you see it clearly? This is a silver hook cut from the sky."
The water ripples across the hideous old scar on his wrist, which was the mark left when he protected her.
Jiang Xue suddenly laughed out loud, startling the nightingale perched on the eaves.
The iron-blooded princess who once commanded the three armies was now jumping for joy like a young girl for the moonlight in the basin.
She remembered that she was still pestering to pick the stars last night, and maybe she should ask for the sunrise tomorrow - it turns out that people who are loved will always have some childish vines growing in their hearts.
“Yun Che, thank you for loving me!” She stood on tiptoe and kissed his slightly cool lips, tasting the coolness of pine ink and snow water.
If she hadn't met this person, she would never know that she could love and be loved so vividly, and she would never understand that the throbbing feeling of blood connection is the sweetest poison in the world.
Xiao Zhan placed his palm on her slightly bulging belly, two moons reflected in his dark pupils: "I should be the one to thank you."
The hoarse ending of his voice was dissipated in the night wind, and he thought of the years when he walked alone in the vortex of power and intrigue, until this bright moon illuminated his desolate destiny.
She looked at the fine lines at the corners of her lover's eyes, and suddenly her throat was soaked with sourness.
The hidden pain from the palace coup three years ago is still roaring deep in my bones. Even though we are hugging each other now, I am still afraid that the morning light will tear apart this gentle dream.
"If I..."
Before she could finish her words, she was silenced by a warm palm. Xiao Zhan pressed her cold fingertips against his heart: "The beating heart here will always be your way home."
The arrow wound on his brow moved slightly as he smiled. It was the poisoned arrow that she had pulled out with her own hands.
Jiang Xue buried her face in his clothes, smelling the familiar scent of Shenshui and whispered, "Let's go back to the room."
But her eyes were red when she was held horizontally. Half of the country rested on her shoulders, and it would take another ten years for the young emperor to rule the country.
And he was willing to become the soft lining under her armor, and keep this inch of tenderness for her in the bloody storm.
The night dew wet the bluestone path, and Xiao Zhan walked steadily through the corridor.
The person in his arms suddenly tugged at his collar and said, "When Heng'er comes of age..."
The unfinished words turned into warmth on her neck. He lowered his head and kissed away the frost on her eyelashes: "When the mountains and rivers are betrothed, will you go with me to visit the northern border again? To see the real moon in the snow."
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