Chapter 1862: That Year in White Clothes, the Youth Here [Fan]

Chapter 1860 In white clothes that year, the youth here [fan]

How could it be possible to catch a glimpse of that touch of white?

It was already impossible.

She gently sorted out her emotions, and even the smile on the corner of her lips was perfect.

The young queen brought the cakes. After the notification, she entered the imperial study. Looking at the new prince beside the table, Feng Chuyan was slightly blessed and called softly, "Your Majesty."

Shangguan Han helped her up, "I've said it all, no need to be more polite."

Feng Chuyan pursed her lips and smiled, as if shy, but deep in her eyes, she was calm.

Gifts cannot be discarded.

After all, it's just talk.

"This is a cake made by the concubine. Your Majesty might as well try it. If you don't like it, the concubine will make it again." Feng Chuyan said softly, with a gentle face.

Shangguan Han smiled and said, "My queen is so gentle."

Feng Chuyan also smiled and did not speak.

She looked up at him, her eyes seemed affectionate, but Xinjun saw it with gentle eyes, with a bit of doting.

But,

Their eyes were equally calm,

No waves.

But so what?

Anyway, that's it,

That's how the day goes,

Day after day, year after year.

The flowers in the courtyard bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed again.

Feng Chuyan sat by the window, staring at the willow trees planted in the courtyard.

The palace people are already strange,

After all, the Queen Mother often leaned against the window for a small day.

No one knew what she was thinking.

Although they are strange, no one will dare to ask, unless it is death.

Who has the guts?

no one knows.

It's been three years...

Feng Chuyan's expression was a little dazed.

She stared at the willow tree in the courtyard, as if through reality she saw the young man in white clothes and the zhilan jade tree by the lake that year.

That white dress surprised the whole world of people.

But after all, it's nothing but a shadow.

that day,

Feng Chuyan still remembers every word the boy said.

I often think of it, and the bottom of my heart is like nostalgia, but also like relief.

The engagement to Nan Jingxuan was decided from a young age, and it was just a desire to be with Nan Jingxuan indifferently.

Being with Shangguan Han is just to respect each other as a guest, to avoid the red sleeves and add incense, and to be cautious and imply scheming feelings that are not feelings.

But ah...

That boy is different.

Feng Chuyan thought,

She thought about him a little differently.

Why?

Feng Chuyan didn't know either.

It seems so strange,

Maybe it was when the young man smiled and said the three words "little cat" to her, or maybe it was when the young man was arrogant and reckless, and told her in a calm tone that no matter what he wanted, he had to have a bottom line.

This kind of feeling is not strong, it is not love, it is more like a devotion and nostalgia for an old friend and a hope.

It will not disappear with the passage of time, but will ferment over time and spread more and more in my heart.

The boy is the most special person Feng Chuyan has ever met.

Like redemption, but also like a unique nostalgia.

After all, she has a place in her heart, and she is the only one that Feng Chuyan has identified as a friend.

Although, this is her unilateral determination.

The teenager hides in his memories, he will only remember and miss him when he is alone, but Feng Chuyan does not regret her choice.

She always knew what she wanted.

What is gained, what is lost.

The path was chosen by herself, and she had to go.

Is she happy?

she does not know.

Maybe happy.

After all, she got... what she wanted.

Cindy is good,

They respect each other like a guest,

Although she doesn't love him, he doesn't love her either.

so,

enough.

very good.

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