Fast Transmigration: Black Moonlight Sharks Are Crazy in Shura Field

Chapter 41 The Peasant Girl's Road to Emperor
This is Ling Chan's last night before entering the palace.

She no longer has to face the endless guidance from Madam Xijiao, no longer has to look at the dowry list brought into the palace, and she also sent off Mrs. Fu, Lin Jingshu and others who were worried about her who came to condolences.

Ling Chan hugged her knees and sat in front of the window, finally able to catch her breath.

Tuk Tuk-

There was a knock on the front window.

Ling Chan stretched out her hand and opened the window in front of her. The red sandalwood window was extremely cold under the night wind, but Ling Chan seemed not to feel it. Holding the wooden frame of the window, she said with a smile: "Why are the two brothers here?" ?”

It was Fu Wenzhang and Fu Wenci brothers who came.

Two tall young men who had grown up crowded together in front of Ling Chan's window, blocking out the moonlight and cold wind.

Fu Wenci smiled and said, "Of course I'm here to see you off! You haven't had the good wine my brother brewed for you, that's not okay!"

liqueur?
Reminding Chan thought of the ten miles of peach forests and turbulent waterfalls that Fu Wenci once described to her in the deep mountains in spring. !"

"..."

It is different from Ling Chan's gentle smile and nostalgic eyes.

The eyes of the twins dimmed in an instant, and extremely complicated emotions were endlessly entangled in their eyes.

Fu Wenzhang was in a complicated state of mind, and made a shallow hole out of the wooden frame under his hands.

Fu Wenci paused, he bit the tip of his tongue, licked the bloody smell, and suddenly smiled: "How do you know it's not?"

Standing aside, Fu Wenzhang held out his hand to Ling Chan.

The tall young general wrapped one hand around Ling Chan's thin shoulders, and put his other hand through her knees, and with a little force, he held Ling Chan in his arms.

"……Eh?"

Ling Chan grabbed Fu Wenzhang's skirt, fixed her body, and smiled excitedly, "Where is brother going to take me to play?"

"..." Fu Wenci straightened Ling Chan's messy black hair one by one, and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid?"

Ling Chan held his cold hand, pressed it to her face, and smiled, "Brother won't hurt me!"

"What do you want to do?" Fu Wenzhang raised his arm slightly, and rubbed his chin against Ling Chan's black hair, which had just been trimmed, "It's all up to you."

Ling Chan narrowed her eyes with a smile, said in a quiet voice, "I want... to be closer to the moon in the sky."

"Such a rare opportunity, don't you want to go out and play?"

"...No. Thank you brother."

Fu Wenzhang counted on his toes, his long sleeves were blown away in the wind, and he rushed to Ling Chan's roof in three or five strokes.

And Fu Wenci looked left and right, moved a ladder, hugged the wine, and slowly climbed up.

"It seems that you shouldn't be lazy in the martial arts class when you were young."

He looked at Ling Chan with a smile, shook his head and sighed, "I'm making a fool of myself in front of my sister now."

Ling Chan smiled and waved at him, "Brother, come quickly!"

The moon is especially bright tonight.

The girl smiled, Shui Xing's eyes sparkled, her long eyelashes trembled, shaking off thousands of stars.

Fu Wenci felt that the melancholy in his heart was gently blown away by the girl's smile, and his heart was clear.

He walked up to the eaves, and the tiles under his feet creaked slightly. The two sitting side by side in front of him were his closest half-lengths, and the other was his favorite girl.

His brother and sister.

They are all waiting for him.

Fu Wenci distributed the wine in his bosom to the two, and introduced in a brisk voice: "This is the wine I buried in the yard the year my sister came to our house. It was originally for my sister to marry, but now I take it It’s not bad to go out and drink.”

According to the custom of the Yong Dynasty, when a girl was born, several jars of daughter's red wine would be buried in the yard for her, and when she got married, guests would be entertained at the wedding banquet.Of course, Marquis Xuanwei would not prepare these things for his adoptive daughter who became a monk halfway, but Fu Wenci didn't allow things that others had that his sister didn't have.

Not only must there be, but must be the best!

He specially went to learn how to make wine, and he didn't like Nurhong's lingering, so what he prepared for Ling Chan was sweet and soft peach blossom wine.

I have imagined my sister's sweet thanks and guests' endless praise countless times.

It's useless now.

The emperor accepts the concubine, where is the wedding banquet?Where are the guests?
Holding the jar, Ling Chan took a sip of wine, and Furong's face immediately turned soft red, "Brother is so amazing!"

Fu Wenci smiled and thanked.

Perhaps because of drinking, Lingchan talked a lot tonight, chattering, her smile was as bright as the sun in March, bright and lively.

But the twins are just the opposite. The two drank like a competition, responding to Lingchan's words from time to time, and they were not as active as before.

Ling Chan frowned, pretending to be dissatisfied and said: "With me, brothers are not happy? So indifferent, you guys!"

"I just think that if you are unhappy, you don't have to laugh." Fu Wenzhang said.

Fu Wenci's voice was flat, without any emotion, and he continued, "In front of me, you can show your weak side."

Ling Chan was stunned for a moment, she put away her smiling face, and frowned, "Brother, what are you talking about? Why can't I be unhappy if you come to accompany me?"

On Ling Chan's left, Fu Wenci held her hand, and his fingers, which were a whole circle bigger than hers, squeezed into her fingertips forcefully, interlocking her fingers and sticking to her tightly.

On Ling Chan's right side, Fu Wenzhang suddenly stretched out his arms to hug Ling Chan, and buried his head in the crescent of her neck. His hot breath sprayed on her white collarbone, causing tiny goose bumps.

"sorry."

Two voices sounded at the same time, one left and one right.

Ling Chan did not hesitate.

She turned her head to imitate Fu Wenzhang's appearance just now, rubbed the top of his hair affectionately, and said softly: "It's okay, brother."

She didn't ask why, she knew it in her heart.

"Entering the palace is my own choice. I don't want to cry anymore. From the prince to King An, they have failed me. I don't want to be left where I am with enthusiasm... I don't will be weak again."

"It's good to enter the palace, the highest power in the world that I covet is there."

"...I didn't protect you well." You need to work so hard.

It made Chan's collarbone burn.

She pulled her hand from Fu Wenci's palm and pushed Fu Wenzhang's head away.

She stood up, turned around, bent down, and held Fu Wenzhang's face.

Fei Yang's eyes were now carrying a pitiful thin red.

Ling Chan's thumb lightly brushed against the redness, and she calmly said, "I will protect myself."

She will no longer depend on others.

Fu Wenci sat on the side. After the girl's warm palm was taken away, his hand was quickly blown cold by the night wind.

He watched as Fu Wenzhang hugged Ling Chan like a wounded beast, and buried his head on her thin and soft skirt.

He looked at his palm which was blown cold.

Suddenly, a patch of ants crawled up my head, gnawing on the fragile soft flesh.

His sister used to love him the most.

When shopping, he led his sleeves and followed him, and he was the first to share with him when he bought delicious food. When talking, he always turned half of his face to his direction.

These preferential treatments have now become another person.

He thought she had forgiven him.However, the wrong things they have done in the past, like a crack that cannot be ignored, lie between the two of them.

It's a scar that hurts to the touch.

　Words/chapters: I bound all the complicated and unspeakable thoughts into a book, and your name is written on the title page.

　　The resentment, pain, and possessiveness that grows wantonly in the dark and is instigated by love will also disappear because of love.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)