princess married to (gl)

Feng Wuxi paused the hand holding the teacup, and put down the cup calmly.

"I'm getting married, you know."

"I know that from all over the capital to officials and street traffickers, I'm afraid there is no one who doesn't know that General Weiyuan is going to marry Princess Duanyang next month and become his son-in-law."

Hongxiu raised her hand to make tea, and continued, "How about this tea?"

"What?" Feng Wuxi didn't react for a while.

"You forgot." Hong Xiu stared at her and sighed for a long time.

Feng Wuxi suddenly remembered what she was asking, and looked down at the tea leaves floating up and down in the teacup.

"It tastes good. It's just that I haven't drank it for a long time, and I forgot it for a while." She replied as if to make up for it.

Her favorite tea back then was Yulu. This tea only grows in the south where the climate is warm and humid. The capital is in the east. Yulu tea from the south is expensive, and the treasures are even more precious.

"Is there no Yulu tea at the border?" Hongxiu chuckled and pushed the tea in front of her, "Actually, I have been waiting for you to come to me for so many years."

"Isn't it..."

"You have changed a lot from before. The Second Young Master back then would not just apologize casually." Hong Xiu shook her head, and after talking for a while, she no longer felt so uncomfortable.

That's right, why would she think that Feng Wuxi likes her.

From the initial joke to the later admiration in my heart, I took everything as really me and had nothing to do with Feng Wuxi.

"You don't need to say any more, I already understand what you mean, let's treat it as an old friend today."

"Or is it that General Weiyuan no longer regards Hongxiu as a friend?"

"Feng Er's friend is General Weiyuan's friend." She showed a smile, Feng Wuxi was really happy that the purpose of coming today was achieved.

"Why don't you tell me about the changes in the past few years. I haven't seen you for many years. The second son is already a powerful general in our dynasty, but the red sleeve is still the same as before."

She was the same as back then, waiting for someone in the Red Sleeve Pavilion all day long.

"Now Hongxiu is the owner of this place, so he has realized his original ideal, right?" Feng Wuxi pursed his lips and smiled.

"At the beginning, Hong Xiuhe said that one day he would avenge you for practicing piano and painting, but now no one will beat you again."

"Hongxiu owes Second Young Master a thank you. If Second Young Master hadn't said hello, Hong Xiu would have already..."

"What do you say, it's Hongxiu who spoiled the second young master's interest."

"Hongxiu uses tea instead of wine to punish herself for three cups." Feng Wuxi is a frequent visitor of Qinlou Chu Pavilion, but anyone who has served her knows one thing.

The Second Young Master Feng does not drink at all, nor can he drink alcohol.

The two talked to each other about what had happened in these years. Feng Wuxi had stayed in the northwest for so many years, and when he talked about the interesting things in the frontier, the red sleeves couldn't stop laughing.

The atmosphere between the two seems to have returned to more than ten years ago, but the years have left traces on their bodies.

Hongxiu's inadvertent attitude is no longer the innocence and frankness of the past.

Hongxiu has gone through many things over the years, and with her soft nature, she doesn't know how she got through it.Feng Wuxi thought of it when he spoke with a smile.

"It's getting late, I should go." Feng Wuxi chatted with her for an hour, seeing that it was almost time.

"Shouldn't you stay for a while, and you'll be leaving soon after you arrive."

"You used to stay here for a whole day, and this room is still decorated according to the way you liked back then..."

"No need, I still have something to do." Feng Wuxi lied, she was fine at all.

She wanted to leave only because she was afraid that the rumors would cause too much trouble. She had a marriage contract with the princess and came to the Red Sleeve Pavilion.

She herself is not afraid, but she is afraid of pulling the red sleeve.

Hong Xiu couldn't see the look on her face clearly, so she struggled and asked what she always wanted to ask, "Before you leave, let me see the injury on your face, is it really serious."

"It can't be cured. I know a doctor who is very good at treating injuries. I can ask her to show you." Hongxiu endured it all night, and when he said this, his voice had a faint crying tone.

Feng Wuxi looked at her outstretched hand, and subconsciously raised it to press the mask on her face.

"My face will scare you, so don't look at it." Pressing her hand, looking at her flushed eyes, "I thought you had changed a lot, but I didn't expect you to cry as much as before."

"I want you to take care of it." Hong Xiu's mouth was stiff, and she turned her face away to prevent her from seeing, "You don't allow me to see, so I didn't cry."

"Just don't watch it. I really have to go. Hongxiu will take good care of herself in the future and live the life she wants to live."

"If you like Hongxiu Pavilion, you can continue to open it. If you don't like it, you can find someone to take care of it. If someone comes to trouble, send someone to bring jade to the Hou's mansion to find me, or just report my name."

Hongxiu had a good relationship with her at the beginning, in her heart she was a rare person who could say whatever she wanted, a friend for many years, this care is nothing.

"I'm so good now, I don't need your help."

"Go away, lest it be heard by the princess and punished to kneel after marriage." After wiping his face twice, Hongxiu gave her a sideways look.

In Feng Wuxi's eyes, the appearance of crossing his arms around his chest perfectly matched the little girl in his memory.