"But if this story is true, then where is the original Meng Tang'an? What role does she play in this story? What is her relationship with Xie Xun?"

Qi Lou was confused by a series of questions: "I don't know."

These lines were mixed together in a mess, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false. Meng Tangan couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

Everything will eventually have a cause and effect.

In the three months before the wedding as scheduled, they had been in love with each other countless times, and their love was hard to distinguish.

"Xie Xun..."

"Hmm."

"Go and fight." A cold moon exuded a not very soft light, and the temperature in the bedroom was getting higher and higher. It was absurd and ambiguous, and she continued to fall. The ends of her eyes were red, and she was born with a pair of affectionate eyes. She looked at him without hesitation,

Whispering softly next to Xie Xun, like a poisonous rose in full bloom, seduce people into deep desire, "I want you to win."

Xie Xun smiled, with bottomless eyes, frivolous and wanton, and said hoarsely: "I will never lose."

…

According to the rules, we are not allowed to meet each other three days before the wedding. Meng Tang'an has been living in Xu Beihou Mansion for the past few months and will enter the palace today and get married from the palace.

For nearly half a year, the two have been living together. Xie Xun felt a little strange when they were separated so suddenly and could not see each other. He came back from abroad without doing much business.

"Xunlang."

A joyful and sweet voice sounded. The man put on a white shirt and sat on the swing specially built for her in the Wei Jian Pavilion, swaying. The peach blossom trees around him were full of flowers, dancing in the air.

Xie Xun gathered his left hand in his sleeve, responded calmly, and stepped forward.

"The wedding is in four days."

"Being able to marry you, Tang An will have no regrets in this life." She sat quietly on the swing and spoke word for word.

Xie Xun paused, threw something to her, and said in a casual tone: "Here you go."

"What?" Meng Tang'an was stunned, subconsciously caught it, and held it carefully in his hand.

That's actually a black silk bracelet——

A strand of hair is wrapped with red thread. The workmanship is not very exquisite, but it looks good. When you put it in the palm of your hand, it feels a little hot.

Her lips moved, but before she said anything, Xie Xun said casually: "I heard that your daughter's family likes this. It's so childish, but I happen to have time."

The tone is as arrogant as ever.

Meng Tang'an clenched the black silk bracelet tightly, paused imperceptibly for a second or two, threw herself into his arms, raised her head, and her eyebrows were more fairy-like and beautiful than the peach blossoms in April.

"Xie Xun, don't you love me a little bit?"

One word after another fell next to Xie Xun's ear, causing him to pause suddenly, and the next second he pushed her away: "Ah... what are you talking about."

He refused to admit it, and Hongyi said frivolously: "Meng Tang'an, the wedding is all for you, don't push yourself too far."

He never says he loves her.

Never.

"As long as I love Xunlang." She bent her eyes and reached out her hand, "I like the bracelet very much. Please put it on for me."

A piece of wrist is crystal clear and white, and it looks even more beautiful after wearing a red string. Xie Xun's movements are gentler, and there is a smile in his eyes that he is not even aware of.

A strand of blue silk ties the wrist.

The sky is filled with peach blossoms.

"Xie Xun." She said in a confused manner, "Don't be cruel to girls in the future."

Xie Xun looks at her.

"Girls are easy to coax. Just say a few soft words to her. If you are like this, you will push people further and further away."

"Meng Tang'an, if you want me to be nice to you, just say so." Xie Xun narrowed his eyes and sneered, "No need to beat around the bush, I'll think about it."

"???"

Meng Tangan finally worked hard and kindly taught Xie Xun how to fall in love with the person he likes in the future. Now he really felt that he was hopeless and sighed.

The next second, Xie Xun picked her up and walked towards the pavilion. She was wearing a green silk and red rope on her wrist, which was very bright and delicate.

"Next time, don't ask me to say I'm sad, because I'm really sad when I say it. You have to comfort me before that, and you..."

"Hmm."

She said a lot, and he responded seriously.

After leaving Xu Beihou's Mansion, it was the palace where Xie Xun personally sent Meng Tangan to. The grandma who came to pick him up couldn't stand it anymore, and said ouch.

"We will get married in three days. You can do whatever you want then, Xu Beihou, stop it!"

"Can't you bear to leave me?" Meng Tangan smiled like a fox.

"Who can't bear to leave you?" Xie Xun said disdainfully, clasping his hands behind his back, "Let's go."

He said this without moving his body.

The cold winter has passed, and spring is already blooming. At sunset, a large area of ​​dusk light and shadow envelopes the sky, making his shadow long and slanted.

"Xunlang, see you at the wedding." Meng Tangan hugged him and raised his head, his eyes full of deep affection.

No more.

This is the last time they meet.

Xie Xun lowered his eyes and saw those eyes clearly. He felt completely soft-hearted. His usual arrogance made him unable to say anything. In the end, he just gave a cold hum.

He wanted to.

The future is long.

The white hairband fluttered in the wind, gradually drifting away, and the slender figure completely disappeared from sight, and could no longer be seen.

Xie Xun stood there for a long time and left this time to go to the Ministry of Rites.

He was already a frequent visitor to the Ministry of Etiquette. The Minister was not surprised at all and told Xie Xun about the preparations for the wedding.

Xie Xun looked at the bright red wedding clothes quietly hung on the hangers in the quiet room, layered on top of each other, with phoenix crowns and robes. The sun fell in from the window, the halo was mottled, the hem of the wedding dress was slightly raised, and the crimson color shone into his eyes.

of the eyes.

He looked at it for a long time, then stepped forward step by step, stroking the wedding dress with his slender fingers, as gently as handling a rare treasure. The halo passed between his fingers. He was immersed in the light and shadow, high-spirited, with a smile that almost overflowed from his lowered eyes.

.

The stitches and threads under the fingertips are complicated and exquisite, with all the hard work and embroidery filled with thousands of gold.

Meng Tangan will wear this wedding dress and marry Xie Xun in a dignified manner.

It will look great then.

When the Minister of Rites came in, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't dare to disturb him, so he left again.

Recalling the way Xie Xun looked at the wedding dress just now, he was frightened.

Everyone said that Xie Xun just fell in love with that stunning face and was obsessed with beauty, so he did such an act that shocked the entire city of Chang'an. He would definitely not be a servant for long.

But the entire etiquette department knew that during the three months of the wedding, Xie Xun went back and forth to the etiquette department hundreds of times.

A person who has always been romantic and proud values ​​this wedding more than anyone else.

The day before the wedding, Meng Tangan was not in the palace, but in the Third Prince's Mansion.

——On the wedding day, I got the military list from Xie Xun.

This is the final death order.

Lin Zhengyuan said gently: "Tang'an, don't let me down."

Meng Tangan put on her curtain hat and turned to leave.

The temperature in Chang'an in April fluctuates between high and low. It's evening again, the spring is cold, and the cool breeze is not gentle, blowing into one's bones.

Meng Tang'an loves beauty, and there is no difference between demeanor and warmth. She wears very thin clothes, with fluttering white clothes, and the curtain and hat are inadvertently lifted by the wind, revealing her stunningly cold eyebrows.
Chapter completed!