"It's a rabbit."

"Does it look good?"

"Not bad, not bad, okay, thank you, Mr. Marquis."

The snow-white jade rabbit on the brocade is not very vivid, but it is also a normal rabbit, neither scrawled nor wild. Meng Tang'an is very pleased.

As expected of her student!

The two voices echoed in the bamboo garden, and their voices overlapped in the breeze. He embroidered the last stroke on it and said with a smile, "When I saw you for the second time, you were holding a rabbit in your arms."<

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Meng Tangan narrowed his eyes: "Yes, you said that I was nothing more than that."

Xie Xun coughed and condemned himself: "I was so ignorant at the time. It was very cute, really."

Let’s settle old scores, we may be late but we will never be absent!

"For the sake of little rabbit, I'll let you go first."

Occasionally, when he was halfway through the embroidery, he would lean on the woman, tug on her white hairband, and wrap it around her fingertips, without any rules or rules. He would take advantage of her being caught off guard, prop up his body and move on her quickly.

A kiss on the lips.

"Xie Xun!" she shouted.

"Do you want more? Okay." Xie Xun leaned over seriously, knelt down, pinched her chin with his sharp-jointed fingers, and kissed her deeply and passionately.

Meng Tangan fell on the table, with the text scattered all over the floor. She simply stared into his eyes at close range: "Slow down, Xun, Lang."

Sometimes, Xie Xun would suddenly fall towards her. Although he was such an arrogant and arrogant person, he painfully said to her: "Hey... my wrist hurts. I need a kiss from Tangtang to heal it."

"???"

Meng Tangan felt that this conversation was so familiar!

"You are not allowed to imitate me!!"

"It really hurts. What should I do if I can't use any more strength?" He trailed off and smiled at her.

"But brother, I love you so much." Meng Tang'an refused to be outdone and acted pitifully towards him, "Young man, please love me."

More often, Xie Xun would hold her hand and rub her wrist, his movements gentle, like the soothing touch on a rainy day.

They embroidered each other's wedding clothes with their own hands, and she taught her patiently. He learned very well. Every time he asked a question, his voice would carry far away with the sound of the wind.

The snow was falling outside the window, and the sunshine was not dry, and was scattered all over the ground. The two of them were very close unknowingly, their hair occasionally brushed against each other, and they inadvertently raised their eyes, and their eyes met.

Qi Lou will appear like a ghost at this time, quietly shouting in Meng Tang'an's ear: "Don't stick, don't stick!"

"..."

Afterwards, Qi Lou apologized to Meng Tangan in tears.

"You are good at embroidery. I have never seen you touch needle and thread before." Qi Lou has seen Meng Tang'an play musical instruments with ease, seen her play chess with startling steps, and seen her paintings. The longer time goes by, the more

The more surprising it is, it seems that she will never be able to see through it, and she will always surprise you unexpectedly from time to time, "Why do you know everything?"

"If you want to do something, be the best. If you want to compete, strive for first place." Meng Tang'an said in a calm voice, "The more you learn, the more you learn."

Meng Tangan was once eager to make herself perfect. She was ambitious and wanted to break away from her original family and everyone. She had to learn everything until she was satisfied, and even became sick. Until now, this habit has not been changed.

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Qi Lou will not comment.

Meng Tangan is really a contradictory person. Every time he feels that he has seen through her, she will show another trait.

In March, the spring is cold and the weather is cold.

They were not allowed to meet each other three days before the wedding. Xie Xun personally sent her to the palace, his palms were a little sweaty, and he solemnly and straightforwardly said: "See you at the wedding, I love you."

Meng Tang'an could accept this sentence now, but it was difficult to respond. The nausea was less and it was slowly getting better. She stood in the sun, tiptoed and kissed his chin: "See you at the wedding.

”

Xie Xun felt a warm touch on his wrist, and she put something on his hand.

It's a bracelet, and her strand of blue silk is tied with a red thread, which is bright and delicate.

"Wedding gift."

It was only later that Meng Tangan learned that a wisp of black hair and a wisp of soul can bless a person to live in peace for a hundred years, ward off disasters, and be safe year after year. If he is betrayed, he will never recover.

Her voice was melodious and clear: "I originally wanted to give it to you on the wedding day, but after much thought, I decided to give it to you in advance. Don't be afraid, I'm always here."

The temperature on his wrist was a little burning, spreading to his heart. Xie Xun's fingertips touched the bracelet lightly, fearing that he would accidentally break it. He looked at her, the joy in his eyes was pure and sincere, but he felt that it was not enough, so he emphasized

: "Tangtang, I like it very much, I like it very much."

Meng Tangan stretched out his hand and lifted up his sleeves: "Together."

There is a red rope tied around her wrist!

The bright red contrasts with the snow-white skin and beautiful wrist bones.

How could Xie Xun not recognize it? He made it up himself, it was his first time.

"Didn't you say it was burned?"

"Yes, I originally wanted to burn it, but someone stopped me." Meng Tang was quiet for a moment and said with relief, "Thank him, and respect our fate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Xun hugged him into his arms. Their breaths were filled with each other's breath, and the temperature was just right.

"Say thank you to him for me." Xie Xun said, "Tangtang, happy wedding."

There are very similar bracelets tied around their wrists. The colors are bright and lingering in the sun, reflecting each other. The breeze blows and sways, and they miss each other endlessly.

"I'm not a human!" Qi Lou shouted, "I'm a pot! I want to thank the magic pot!"

"..." Meng Tangan felt that he was a little sick, "If I tell Xie Xun like this, he will think that I am sick."

"Humph!" Qi Lou proudly opened the lid of the pot and spilled tea all over the floor.

March 16th is the wedding day.

They embroidered the wedding clothes together, loving each other stitch by stitch, and giving each other gifts.

On the same day.

Mr. Xie Xiaohou rode a horse to welcome his wife and traveled throughout Chang'an City.

Eight big sedans, ten miles of red makeup.

The matchmaker is getting married, Fengguan Xiapei!

This time.

Meng Tang'an dressed up to attend and marry her sweetheart.

"I want to marry you today, thank you Xiaohou Ye, thank Xun!"

The slender jade hand rested on Xie Xun's hand, and the slim figure walked out of the sedan chair in a bright red wedding dress, with jade sleeves ruffling in the breeze and the hem of the skirt shining.

Xie Xun held her hand tightly and responded gently.

The sun is shining brightly today, the city of Chang'an is bathed in light and shadow, and a gust of wind creates a sense of alarm.

They walked towards the lobby step by step. Candlelights swayed under the lampshades embroidered with peach blossoms on both sides. Ming silk hung high and the red carpet was covered. It was extremely expensive, reflecting the elegance and grandeur of the wedding dress.

This wedding was worth half of the country, and it was known all over the world. The whole city of Chang'an was entertained, with a large number of guests and a cloud of successful friends.

Liu Zhu was sitting in the high hall with a smile on his face. Zhang Nuanyan was beside him, his eyes were slightly sad, and his blessings were sincere. Xie Quyan played the gongs and drums in person, and almost screamed with excitement, and then scolded Pei Yanzhi: "Hey, you give it to me
Chapter completed!