Lu Qingyan's days have been much more empty lately. One of the reasons is that the imperial examination, which is held every three years, has only one year left, and his friends are all concentrating on studying.
Lu Qingyan should have worked hard with them, but now it is different. He has the eldest princess, so what is the use of that title?
That day, Lu Qingyan had something to discuss with his clan, and asked him to come over after noon to drink with her.
Yu Huan asked someone to prepare some food. Thinking that he wouldn't be able to see that face often in the future, he felt a little melancholy, so he asked someone to bring a jar of wine.
The wine was peach blossom wine newly brewed in spring, sweet and refreshing, with a faint floral fragrance.
I waited and waited, but it was already past noon and no one showed up at the door. Perhaps he was delayed by something.
Yu Huan didn't wait any longer and asked someone to heat up the cold dishes and bring them back. He snuggled up on the small couch and drank alone.
Yangyang stood behind her and always felt very lonely looking at her figure, not knowing why.
"If Young Master Yun Yan were here, the princess wouldn't drink so much." Shu Tong said softly.
Perhaps it was because at that time, the love between the tall and sick young man and the cheerful and romantic young princess was so pure that anyone who saw them drinking under the peach tree would never forget it.
Yun Yan was in poor health and ate very sparingly. He sat down just to keep her company, and the amount of alcohol he drank was just a little bit of the rim of the glass.
But Yu Huan has always been ignorant of the consequences and wants to keep drinking it because it tastes good.
However, with Master Yun Yan around, these maids didn't have to worry. After two cups at most, the princess's wine glass would be taken away by that person and hidden in a corner openly.
"Where did you put the wine glass again?" asked the princess.
The sick young man of humble origins was not afraid at all. He stared at her with clear and elegant eyes: "Why, you don't want to eat properly, do you want to write a policy paper?"
"Ah!" The princess was not very good at speaking at that time. She couldn't think of any words to fight back and was so angry that she just wanted to bite someone.
They squeeze each other and care about each other.
There is no one in the world who knows how to poke each other's pain points more than them, and no one in the world wants the other person to live a good life more than them.
But in the end, they still got separated.
"Mr. Lu and Mr. Yun look very similar, but their personalities are different." Yangyang sighed.
It happened that Meng Huaping brought some freshly prepared side dishes and presented them personally, wanting the princess to taste them. When she heard these words unexpectedly, she paused in confusion.
Yangyang and Shutong looked at each other.
Outsiders all said that the princess fell in love with the minister's son Lu Qingyan at first sight, and that she held banquets in her mansion again and again just to entertain him, and that she spent every day hanging out with Lu Qingyan without any regard for her own reputation.
But only the elderly people who followed the eldest princess in the mansion knew the truth. When they saw Lu Qingyan's face, their thoughts were instantly brought back to several years ago, and everything became clear to them.
These people had taken care of Yangyang and Shutong before, and they kept their mouths shut. But now that they had let the cat out of the bag, they had no choice but to add Meng Huaping to the gang.
When Lu Qingyan arrived, Yu Huan was already a little drunk.
When he entered the room, he saw his eldest princess drinking alone, her back lonely, and she hadn't touched much of the food on the table. He felt inexplicably distressed.
"Princess." He walked over and touched her exposed hand, which was slightly cold, so he hugged her.
Yu Huan felt a little dizzy. She looked up from the arm that was around her and saw Lu Qingyan.
It was strange. Lu Qingyan sometimes felt that the eldest princess looked as if she was about to cry at the next moment.
She stared at him blankly.
"What's wrong?" He brushed away the scattered hair on her temples and asked in a low voice.
She suddenly started to cry, tears rolling down her cheeks, and she asked him very sadly, "Why did you come so late? Why, why did you come so late..."
Lu Qingyan was startled and hurriedly sat with her, at a loss. He gently wiped her tears and sincerely admitted his mistake: "I am late, Princess, please don't be sad, okay? I won't do it again."
The eldest princess grasped his fingers, holding them tightly as if they were a kite string. After making sure that he wouldn't be blown away by the wind, her voice calmed down again. She leaned against his arms and said softly,
"I miss you. Do you know I miss you? I miss you so much..."
"But you never come to my dreams. You never come. I've been waiting for you for so long, and you never come..."
As she spoke, tears began to fall like beads from a broken string. Before she could wipe them away, they dripped onto Lu Qingyan's cuffs.
His heart was melted by these tears.
"It's my fault, it's my fault. I should have come earlier. I should have come to the princess's dream every day..."
He coaxed her with every word, kissed her forehead, eyes, chin... At this time, he wanted to give out everything he had to make her happy, even his heart, he was willing to dig it out for her.
It was his fault that he had never realized that the eldest princess also had this side to her. She was a little girl who would shed tears, and a princess who would secretly feel sad when she arrived late.
The best princess in the world, the most lovely and charming princess in the world, is actually with him.
?
Yu Huan took a nap and woke up at dusk.
When I woke up, I was wearing new pajamas and my face had been carefully wiped, feeling clean and refreshed.
Yangyang brought some hot hangover soup from the kitchen and told her to drink it to avoid a headache at night.
Yu Huan held the bowl of soup in his hand, feeling relaxed. For once, he no longer found the soup unpalatable.
She told Yangyang that she had a very good dream.
Yangyang seemed stunned for a moment, but seeing that she was happy, she didn't say anything in the end.
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