Chapter 11 Flowers bloom and fall

I saw a beautiful and beautiful woman sitting in the room. Who isn't Chuchen? When she saw Yang Yuanqing staring at her blankly, she couldn't help but smile, "I haven't seen her for only two years, so don't know me anymore? Or if there is a new person, I will leave the old person behind?"

"Niu Niu!"

Yang Yuanqing's eyes ejaculated with complex and profound feelings. He never dreamed that he would meet her who had been breaking up for two years in this small town in Liaodong. At this moment, Yang Yuanqing's heart was in chaos. The joy of reunion, the guilt of Fu Nuo, and the unexpected confusion, all kinds of feelings poured into his heart. (")

"Yuanqing, don't stand there stupidly, sit down!"

The voice of Chaochen was soft and the smile was like water. This familiar and intimate feeling made Yang Yuanqing feel like he was back in his youth. They sat at the small table, and Niu Niu always liked to pretend to be an aunt, "You haven't washed your hands, go wash your hands first and then eat!" Then when he left, she took his seat with a smile.

This kind of intimate feeling made Yang Yuanqing's eyes a little wet.

Yang Yuanqing sat down. After two years of separation, her eyebrows and eyes were much more mature. The girl's youth was no longer visible to her, and she had a bit of heroic spirit, but her smile was full of feminine charm.

Her hair was tied into a bun, which was the hairstyle that she had just gotten married, which made Yang Yuanqing feel sad, and an inexplicable sadness surged into his heart. He forced a smile, "Why do you come to Liaodong alone, the snowy Liaodong, and your anxious new groom? Why don't you introduce it to me to know... Know?"

At the end of the day, his voice trembled a little. Chuchen looked at him coldly, hoping to stimulate him hard, but she could feel the sadness in his heart at this moment. Her heart softened, and she smiled and said, "My groom? Isn't my groom sitting in front of me?"

This sentence made Yang Yuanqing's nose choke suddenly, and a bitter bitterness filled his eyes. He didn't want to see his weakness, so he turned his head away. The guilt and touching in his heart made him feel like he wanted to cry.

Chuchen gently held his hand and smiled softly, "Why did such a cold-blooded and tough man suddenly become so sentimental? You are the general, so you should show the general's demeanor and talk to me well, isn't it good?"

Yang Yuanqing's heart gradually calmed down, and he smiled and returned to normal. "I just didn't expect to meet you on New Year's Eve. I feel like I celebrate the New Year. ("7*"

He looked back and saw that no one was seen, and he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "These bastards actually colluded to lie to me, see how I deal with them."

Although he was laughing and scolding, he was very happy. These guys were very conscious of the times. Green Tea made great contributions. The matchmaker’s contributions. Now he finally understood the reasons for the strange behavior of Green Tea.

Chuchen smiled and poured him a glass of wine, "Guess the reason why I came to see you."

"New Year's Eve?" Yang Yuanqing smiled.

"No!" Chuchen shook his head with a smile.

"Then I can't guess."

"You! I really forgot."

Chuchen sighed and said, "Tomorrow's New Year's Day is your 18th birthday. Have you forgotten?"

"Ah!" Yang Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, he really forgot.

Before the Sui and Tang Dynasties, few people celebrated it. In the third year of Renshou, Emperor Wen of Sui issued an edict, ordering people all over the world to "cut off the slaughter" on their birthdays. He has already repaid his parents' grace. The birthday celebration gradually rose among the people. In the 17th year of Zhenguan, Li Shimin also said to his close ministers: "Today is my birthday. In the common sense, birthday can be used as joy, and in my feelings, it turns into gratitude.

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Although in the official office, birthday means to be grateful to parents, people regard birthdays as a kind of festive celebration and their own festival.

Chuchen smiled mysteriously, "Wait, I'll give you something."

She got up and walked out. After a moment, she brought a big bowl, steamed hot, and placed it in front of Yang Yuanqing. "This is the soup cake I made myself, with crispy milk. This is a custom in Liaodong. In fact, my hometown also eats soup cakes. We use bamboo shoots and water shield to match soup. We can't eat meat anyway. Well! It's still hot, eat it while it's hot!"

She took a small bowl, poured a little for herself, and pushed a large bowl to Yang Yuanqing.

Yang Yuanqing lowered his head and ate cakes silently, steaming hot, making his eyes a little hazy. (《》7*

At this time, the owner of the shop brought more than a dozen plates of refreshing side dishes, but there was no meat. Yang Yuanqing must have meat all day. He smiled helplessly and said, "I should have stopped slaughter tomorrow!"

"The rule in our hometown is to stop the slaughter three days before and after. Since I celebrate your birthday, I must follow my rules."

Chuchen pouted his mouth and pushed the vegetables in front of him with his face, "You can drink alcohol, but you can spare meat. Who made your birthday happen on the New Year's Day?"

Yang Yuanqing had to pick up the wine glass and drink it all. The wine was pretty good, it was a famous Qingmei wine in Liaodong. He drank another glass of wine and asked, "What about Auntie, how about her?"

"You are quite conscientious. Remember to ask my mother, my mother lives in Wuxing's hometown in winter and goes to Nanhua Palace in summer. She should be in her hometown now. She has adopted dozens of orphans and is worried about not enough money all day long."

"I have the money. I'll ask Green Tea to give you a bag of pearls later. You give it to my aunt for me. It's my filial piety to her."

"Why don't you give it to her by yourself? My mother has been thinking about you."

Yang Yuanqing sighed helplessly, "I can't stop for a while. I want to visit her, but I don't have time. To be honest, I really want to go to Jiangnan to see her."

Chuchen shook his head and turned around, "Yuan Qing, do you still remember Fei'er? When I was a child, I played with me, Aunt Liu's daughter."

"I remember, should she be married?"

"Hey! I met her in Luoyang. She gave birth to three children and opened a small restaurant with her husband. She watched her holding her little daughter, and was very obedient and envious."

"Then you can give birth to one."

"screw you!"

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After the New Year's Eve birthday party, it was already dark. Yang Yuanqing held Wuchen's hand and walked slowly on the street. It started to snow again. Their leather boots stomped on the snow, "Crack! Crack!" and the air was cold and moist.

"Chuchen, you don't seem to be as afraid of the cold as before."

"Well! I have been recuperating in Nanhua Palace for half a year, and I feel that my blood and energy are much more abundant than before. If it is not too cold, there should be no problem."

"Chuchen, come with me to Wuyuan County!" Yang Yuanqing said silent for a moment.

Although it was difficult to speak, Yang Yuanqing still came to the point. Until now, they have not mentioned the future of the two. They have been talking about interesting things from childhood, but Yang Yuanqing has to face some things.

"What if I go, what should she do?" Chuchen asked calmly.

Yang Yuanqing was silent. He was speechless, but Chuchen held his hand and said softly: "I see Danjinqiu. She is a gentle and virtuous girl. She will be your good wife. Moreover, you are married to the Pei family. I don't blame you. I only blame myself. In the past two years, I have only cared about myself and went out to explore the world. I have ignored you and did not consider your loneliness without relatives. Brother Yuanqing, just marry Minqiu. I... have no complaints."

Chuchen could no longer control the sadness in his heart, and his voice choked. Yang Yuanqing felt extremely painful in his heart. He turned around and hugged Chuchen tightly in his arms. Chuchen was buried in his arms, and tears were like rain. The sadness and pain of the woman being unfaithed was poured out with tears at this time.

Yang Yuanqing was extremely guilty. Even if he had a thousand love in his heart, he couldn't say a word at this time. He just hugged her tightly, for fear that she would disappear suddenly. When his emotions calmed down a little, Yang Yuanqing lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and whispered in her ear: "You are my wife, I want to marry both of you."

Chuchen was shocked all over and raised his head and looked at Yang Yuanqing blankly, "Brother Yuanqing, you..."

Yang Yuanqing nodded, "I know, I only tell you that if you make too many enemies today and don't care about the people's strength, the world will be in chaos sooner or later, and this day is not far away. This is also the reason why I want to marry the Pei family. You have to believe me. When I succeed one day, I will give you everything I owe you."

Chuchen sighed softly, shook his head and said, "Yuanqing, you actually don't understand my heart. I really don't care about any status. I just watched the person I love marry another woman. I felt uncomfortable and wronged, but I also understood in my heart that my personality is too strong and I can't stand things that I can't stand. Being your wife, I will drag you down. It's obvious that you marry someone else, and I feel very conflicted."

Yang Yuanqing was shocked, "Niu Niu, do you still want to leave me?"

Chuchen laughed, stretched out his arm to wrap around his neck, kissed his jaw, and said, "Because it is your 18th birthday, I will come to see you, but I still have to leave and do my business. One day, I am tired and want to return to you, Brother Yuanqing, I wonder if you want me at that time?"

Yang Yuanqing lowered his head and kissed her soft and plump lips burntly.

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The night was over two days, and Yang Yuanqing tossed and turned, why can't he sleep? His pretty face and outstanding figure were all in his mind. He wanted to go to her room several times, but he still didn't have the courage in the end.

The door creaked open, and a tall and slender figure entered his room. Yuan Qing was shocked, and then a thunderous ecstasy surged from the bottom of his heart, and she came.

A pair of soft jade arms wrapped around his neck, and she murmured in her ear, "Faixinlang, I thought you would come to me."

"I think, but I dare not!"

"Why don't you dare? What are you afraid of taking responsibility?"

Her eyes were as bright as gems, shy and full of expectations. In the darkness, she was like a blooming flower, charming, fresh and soft, and the flower core was radiating with brightness. Her heart was completely open to him. She had no regrets. She was waiting for the happiest moment of her life. On this New Year's Eve, on the last day of the year, the bridal night that she had been waiting for for a long time.

She kissed his lips, delicate, fragrant kiss, the lilac-like tongue tip was hinting at her groom, and Yang Yuanqing's blood began to boil, scorching his lips, his breath became violent and rapid, and he hugged her slender and soft body tightly, his lips slightly opened, breathing her intoxicating fragrance greedily.

"Silly, do you really don't understand why I came to Liaodong to find you?"

She blew like orchids, her voice with the unique charm of a woman in love, "As early in the city of Italy, I should have been your bride. My bun was knotted for you, just for tonight."

"Oh!...Niu Niu."

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The sky gradually became brighter and the beauty beside Yang Yuanqing had gone. He sighed, feeling extremely disappointed, and had a night of affection, but she could never keep her people.

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Chapter completed!