326 floating life long hate less happiness (2)

He Zhen drank two mouthfuls of chicken soup. He was so bored that he asked Shen Wan to pour her a cup of tea. Shen WanFei quickly rushed to the table, picked up the teapot, poured a full cup of tea to he Zhen's lips, watched he Zhen drink two mouthfuls, and then she knew later: "this tea... Is it cold..."

The old young master, who was always proud and charming, was rare to serve at this time. He drank two mouthfuls of water with her hand and said with a smile: "it doesn't matter. I'm hot and uncomfortable, just like drinking a few cold mouthfuls."

"Have you been here?" he Zhen asked as if unintentionally.

Shen Wan was slightly stunned. He played with his sleeve with his fingers awkwardly. His cheeks were red: "not only me, but also the captain of the guard."

He Zhen smiled faintly and looked around. Shen Wan's face turned red quietly. At this time, there were only she and he Zhen in the room. The captain of the bodyguard took a group of bodyguards outside the door. The room was silent for a moment, but he Zhen suddenly opened his mouth: "what do you do at home? Did you promise others?"

Shen Wan was slightly stunned. What did he mean by asking?

He Zhen smiled and looked at the dazed girl. That's what he meant. If she wasn't married, he really meant to put her in the house. Although his father and mother will not let him marry a girl of unknown origin, he is willing to marry her as long as she is innocent. Even if she can't help him at any other convenience, it's so pleasant to be with such an interesting girl.

From small to large, he has seen only two kinds of women. One will only flatter and please him, and a hair can be praised by them. The other is dull and inflexible. She demands herself all the time in order to pursue a virtuous reputation.

Both of these women made him feel extremely tired. The former is the Yingyan around him. No matter the daughter of the aristocratic family or the maid, they all try their best to lure him, please him and make him tired. The latter is his mother. He witnessed his mother's undisturbed life for many years, and his mother has always been unpopular with his father. Perhaps it is because of this that my mother pays special attention to her reputation as a "gentle and virtuous" and likes to pose as a housewife.

But Shen Wan was different. She didn't try to please him, and even provoked her from time to time. But when he was aroused anger, she softened down, like a obedient kitten, so that no matter how angry he was.

It really makes him happy to stay with her.

Shen Wan was stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to speak, and then said: "I don't know your identity, childe he, but you suddenly asked me if it was too abrupt“

He Zhen closed her eyes slightly: "I'm really not an ordinary rich family. As you guessed, I came from an aristocratic family in the north and south, or maybe I can be called one of the best in the north."

Shen Wan's heart sank suddenly. He is one of the best aristocratic families in the north. His surname is he. What his identity is is already clear.

He Zhen, the son of Wu Hou.

Perhaps the look on her face was too stiff. He Zhen reached out and pinched her face. He felt very good: "are you so surprised?"

Shen Wan lowered her head to prevent the other party from seeing the lost look on her face. For a long time, she said faintly, "since the childe asked me, I just want to explain to the childe."

He Zhen's sword eyebrows were slightly picked, and he was all ears.

"I came from an ordinary family, so I can't be compared with Mr. He." Shen Wan's tone was calm, and there was no expression on his face: "I was weak since I was a child, and my parents were very worried about it. A passing monk said that I was a natural evil and could not be raised. I can live only if I give up to Bodhisattva and serve the Buddha all my life. Therefore, I have practiced at home since I was a child. Only because my parents are still at home, I have not officially become a monk. In the future, I should be a hundred years after my parents He cut his hair and waited on the Buddha. Since then, the ancient Buddha has always been with him all his life. "

"I won't marry in my life. Just now, childe he asked me if I promised someone else. I hope I misunderstood childe's beauty." she lowered her eyes and made a fearless decision in her eyes.

He Zhen stared at her coldly for a while and said with a sneer, "you... Are really amorous..." he has always been the only one who can't see others. He never thought that he would be rejected by others one day. He is still a folk woman from humble origins.

What's so great about her? She's just more interesting than other women, but it just makes him move his heart slightly. He'll soon forget her, soon.

Shen Wan hung her head, but there was a sour feeling in her eyes. The he family is already a big trouble for the imperial court. One day there will be a big war between the two sides. She and he Zhen are destined to stand on opposite ends. In the face of the country and the war, her children's private affairs are so minor that they can't be ignored. She can't and shouldn't have anything to do with the prince of Wu.

Even if she calls herself Shen Wan, she can't change the blood of the Huo family and the fact that she is Princess Huo Wanhua.

He was extremely arrogant. After being rejected by himself, he would not be forced to send her back. When she returned to the city, she found an excuse to leave, followed her bodyguard and returned to the Regent's house alone.

A few days later, her great grandmother had fallen ill on her bed, and even her strong-natured grandfather's hair was a lot whiter. She obediently threw herself into her arms and let her great grandmother's "heart, liver and meat" cry, and her tears fell like pearls.

Why do you cry? Do you love the white hair on your grandfather's head, or for that man?

Just let her cry wantonly. She threw herself into her great grandmother's arms, first sobbing softly, and then crying uncontrollably. Both her grandfather and great grandmother thought she was frightened. Only she knew that she was mourning the first love that ended unharmed.

After crying, everything will return to the previous track. She is still the Pearl in the palm of the emperor's hand - Anle Princess Huo Wanhua. The past was just a dream she had had, a slightly bitter dream with beautiful peach blossoms and bright spring light.

She will bury all this deeply in the bottom of her heart, forever.

But she never expected that she would meet he Zhen again in just three months. This time, she was in Chang'an.

She wore the princess's Zhai clothes and sat on the Phoenix seat at a high end. Most of her face was hidden in the Pearl tassel hanging from her forehead, but her heart beat as fast as a drum. Maybe he didn't notice himself at all, maybe

He Zhen, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head slightly. She clearly saw that he looked at her faintly, and her eyes were as cold as ice. Her whole body seemed to be immersed in ice water, cold to the bone. He has recognized her, and perhaps he will think that... What happened at the beginning was that she deliberately deceived.

Huo Wanhua, the always lively Princess of Anle, survived the half court banquet without saying a word until she couldn't bear it anymore. Her face was pale, she sued the emperor's brother and got up and left.

Behind her, a line of sight closely followed her, but she didn't turn back and walked out of the Hanyuan hall step by step.

At night, Huo Wanhua sat at the table and stared at the jade porcelain and glass lamp on the table in a daze. There was a rustling sound behind her. She subconsciously thought it was the close maid youyou: "Youyou, I have no appetite. Don't persuade me anymore."

Where was she in the mood to eat? When youyou saw her coming back from the banquet, she sat at the table pale with her knees in her arms and said nothing. She thought she was ill and hurriedly asked someone to invite a doctor. Huo Wanhua waved his hand to indicate that he wanted to be alone, and youyou left the hall. When the dinner was ten, she just said she had no appetite and asked people to withdraw the food. However, youyou tried to coax her to use some. She has been repeated several times.

Behind her, youyou didn't answer. She subconsciously turned back, but her face was suddenly stiff.

The familiar handsome face was smiling at her, but the smile was full of cold. A pair of eyes are like the deep sea. They seem calm, but inside they are turbulent and unpredictable. Seeing her stunned stupidity, he Zhen's face was full of sarcasm: "long time no see, Shen Xiaojie."

"Or" what is your royal highness? "He hooked the lips and said," I am a fool, believing your lies. Now I know why you call yourself Shen. "

Queen Shen, the national Mother of the dynasty, was the biological mother of Princess Anle. Shen Wan was just an alias of Princess Anle Huo Wanhua. He was the only one. He was so stupid that he regretted letting her go. He sent many people to inquire about a family surnamed Shen, but it was fruitless.

Huo Wanhua stood there blankly for a long time before he sighed gently: "at the beginning, the palace... Didn't intend to deceive the son of God, it was really a last resort..."

Have to? He Zhen still smiled, but his smile became more and more indifferent.

"This is the inner court of the imperial palace. I'm afraid the prince intruded here at night. I'm afraid it doesn't conform to the etiquette and rules?" Huo Wanhua closed his eyes slightly. "I heard that the relationship between the prince and the Marquis Wu is not as close as an ordinary father and son. If you don't want to be confessed, please leave as soon as possible, and the palace will see nothing."

This remark obviously satirizes the unstable status of he Zhen's son. If he broke into the princess's bedroom, wouldn't it be a blatant reason for Wu Hou to abolish his son's position?

She is also for his good. They... Shouldn't have been involved anymore.

He Zhen suddenly smiled and looked at him with a sinister expression. After half a ring, he said word by word: "I want to think it didn't happen, but it's a pity... It's late."