"Um... Miss Shanglu, can we be buried together?"
Cong Chongqiu rubbed his hands and looked at Shang Lu with a red face.
The sound of the heartbeat like a drum could not be suppressed.
Three or four months after Emperor Shengzhao ascended the throne, everything in Tianchen Kingdom was back on track.
As the most trusted female official beside Emperor Shengzhao, Shang Lu has countless young talents in the entire Tianchen Kingdom staring at her.
If he doesn't confess his feelings, Shang Lu will probably be married to someone else.
Whenever he thought that Shang Lu might be married to someone else, he felt upset and couldn't sleep at night.
Shang Lu paused for a moment, stared at Cong Chongqiu with his eyes wide open, and his snow-white face turned visibly red.
"Can you...can you speak?"
Shang Lu pursed his lips, glanced at Cong Chongqiu shyly, and quickly lowered his eyelids.
This guy is really something.
He stopped her in broad daylight, and after struggling for a long time, he managed to utter such a sentence.
If I didn't know, I would have thought Cong Chongqiu wanted to take her to commit suicide for love.
Although she knew Cong Chongqiu's feelings for her, she still couldn't help but want to tease this silly guy.
Cong Chongqiu grinned and nervously scratched the back of his head, his face red as a boiled shrimp.
"I can... I can talk. I want to be buried with you. Is that okay?"
Isn’t that how all writers express their love? They want to sleep in the same grave with the woman they love.
Isn't this what joint burial means?
Moreover, he felt that if he could be buried together with Shang Lu, he would be happy to die now.
Just thinking about having Shanglu lying next to him when he died, he would be happy to come back to life.
"You are really an unreasonable person." Shang Lu blushed and glared at Cong Chongqiu speechlessly.
My mind is full of "joint burial". Can't I say some touching love words?
If the ancestor asked about this, she would be embarrassed to tell him how this fool expressed his feelings.
At least say something poetic and touching.
Cong Chongqiu stared at Shanglu's red face, his mind was in a mess, but his mouth and words were very smooth.
"Like paintings, they have to be hung on the wall. I want to hang them on the wall with you, is that okay?"
As long as it can be with the rhubarb, it doesn't matter whether it is buried in the ground or hung on the wall.
Shang Lu couldn't control himself, and rolled his eyes with a red face.
"Can't!!!"
Cong Chongqiu's face froze, and he rubbed his hands nervously.
"I...if you...don't like something about me, I'll change it."
Those three words hit Cong Chongqiu's heart so hard that he wanted to cry.
He really likes Shanglu, but Miss Shanglu obviously doesn't like him. What should he do?
He has no problem leading troops in battle, but he really has no idea how to pursue girls.
He can't just carry the girl away if she doesn't agree. That would be the same as forcibly abducting her.
If Emperor Shengzhao knew that he dared to do this, he would chop off his head first.
Thinking of Emperor Shengzhao, Cong Chongqiu suddenly remembered that he still had the gold and jade hairpin given to him by Emperor Shengzhao in his arms.
Cong Chongqiu took a deep breath, and hurriedly took out the gold and jade hairpin wrapped in silk from his arms, and handed it to Shang Lu with trembling hands.
"This hairpin is for you. It looks great on you."
After a pause, Cong Chongqiu saw that Shanglu didn't take the hairpin, and quickly added,
"I...I'm just giving you a gift. You don't have to feel burdened. I'm not asking you to be my wife..."
"No... I want you to be my wife. This hairpin... well... you take it. If you don't want to be with me, I'll give it to you..."
The more Cong Chongqiu explained, the more anxious he became. He was so anxious that he stuffed the hairpin directly into Shang Lu's hand.
"You can keep it. If you don't like it, you can throw it away. I don't have any business with it anyway... No, I wouldn't give it to anyone else anyway."
As Cong Chongqiu was speaking, he raised his hand and slapped his mouth in anger.
Why does his useless mouth stop listening when he speaks at the critical moment?
Shang Lu looked at Cong Chongqiu's silly look, covered his mouth and started to giggle.
"You fool!"
"Hehe!" Cong Chongqiu saw that Shang Lu was not angry and was smiling, so he grinned and laughed too.
I'm glad she's not angry. He was afraid of making the girl angry.
Shang Lu glanced at Cong Chongqiu coquettishly and opened the silk cloth.
"Isn't this...a gift from our ancestors?"
"You just gave me such a precious thing?"
Shang Lu looked at Cong Chongqiu in surprise.
This gold and jade hairpin is priceless.
The base is made of gold, and the peony flowers carved from pink and white jade are lifelike. There are also several leaves carved from imperial green jadeite, which are so beautiful that people are reluctant to touch them.
Cong Chongqiu just casually stuffed such a precious hairpin into his arms without worrying about crushing the treasure.
"No matter how precious it is, it's just a hairpin." Cong Chongqiu glanced at the hairpin in Shang Lu's hand.
"In my eyes, you are far less precious than Miss Shanglu."
He is a grown man, so it’s useless for him to ask for a hairpin.
When Emperor Shengzhao gave him this gift, he told him to give it to his beloved girl as a token of love.
Shanglu is the girl he loves, so there is nothing wrong with giving it to Shanglu.
"You..." Shang Lu didn't expect Cong Chongqiu to suddenly come to his senses, and his face instantly turned red.
"Hate."
Shang Lu shyly lowered her trembling eyelids, her heart almost jumping out of her throat as Cong Chongqiu stared at her.
She carefully wrapped the gold and jade hairpin, glanced at Cong Chongqiu, and turned away.
Cong Chongqiu was stunned. "Miss Shanglu, why did you leave?"
"Are you angry?"
Cong Chongqiu took two steps to catch up with Shang Lu and stared at her with his head tilted.
Wasn't what he just said a bit reckless and made the girl angry?
Shang Lu blushed and glanced at Cong Chongqiu.
"Oh, don't follow me. If I continue talking to you, we will get married."
"Get married!?" Cong Chongqiu shouted excitedly, "I do."
"Then let's talk about it until we can get married..."
That’s great. He thought Miss Shanglu didn’t like him.
I didn't expect that Miss Shanglu would talk to him about getting married.
Oh, he doesn’t even know the procedure for getting married. He’ll have to ask someone when he gets back.
"You..." Shang Lu hurriedly raised his hand to cover Cong Chongqiu's mouth.
As a result, Cong Chongqiu just opened his mouth to speak, and his lips kissed Shang Lu's palm gorgeously.
The two of them were stunned at the same time, their eyes met, and the electric shock made them tremble unconsciously.
Shang Lu's palms felt as hot as if they were burned by fire.
She hurriedly turned her eyes away and looked at the gossipy looks from the palace maids around her. She was so anxious that she pushed Cong Chongqiu away and ran away with a red face.
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