Qujiangchi is located in the southwest of Chang'an, and is the best scenic spot in Chang'an. On the first day of the February 1st, the first day of the March 3rd, and the Cold Food Festival before. On these good days of outings, people in Chang'an flock out of the city and come to Qujiangchi to enjoy the flowers, singing and dancing, which is very lively.

Although it is still the first month of the year and the spring is chilly, it is the banquet of the new Jinshi of the Tang Dynasty. The Qujiang Pool is particularly lively. The royal family attended to show honor. The great families of aristocratic families thought they were looking for talent and choosing sons-in-law, and the pawns and vendors showed up to make a living, but more were Chang'an citizens and scholars who failed to attend the fun.

The Xingyuan area has long been crowded with people. The protagonists this year are the Emperor Li of the Tang Dynasty and the 84 new Jinshi, but today there is another protagonist, Queen Mother Zhang, who is in the limelight recently.

Since her younger brother was appointed as Taichangqing, Empress Dowager Zhang seemed to have become a different person. The gloomy expression that had been hanging on her face all day long had been wiped out. She became energetic, as if she had just woken up in her dreams, and her speech began to be short and powerful, and she did not miss any opportunity to show up. Of course, her figure would definitely be indispensable in the grand Qujiang banquet.

Xingyuan is a royal garden with pavilions and towers everywhere. The hall where the feast is held has been closely controlled by soldiers. The lake water is not frozen, and there are also small boats of government on the water. All those who come to join in the fun can only watch outside. When Zhang Huan arrived at Xingyuan, the feast had already begun. This is a two-hour banquet. From dusk to late night, when a bright moon rises on the lake, the new Jinshi will chant their new poems and dedicate them to the Emperor of Tang, who will personally decide the poem leader and satisfy one of his wishes. This will be the climax of the entire banquet.

Cui Ning was arranged to sit next to Chu Wei by the banquet host. For half an hour, she didn't move, as if she was just a pot of flowers for decoration, and her sad face was incompatible with the warm atmosphere of the banquet.

She was deeply immersed in self-blame from the beginning of the banquet. She did not see Zhang Huan at this grand Qujiang meeting. He lost the opportunity to gain fame and the official position he had just obtained. All this was because of her. If she refused the title of princess, perhaps Zhang Huan would not have been dismissed.

She thought so focused and so passionate that she completely ignored Chu Wei around her.

"Miss Cui, look at how beautiful that jade swan is, does it look like a fairy bathing in the lake?"

Seeing that the beauty never spoke, Chu Wei couldn't help but pointing to a swan carved from jade and whispered: "Does Miss Cui know? I'm actually talking about you, you are more beautiful than a fairy."

Cui Ning seemed to be unaware, she was still immersed in her longing for Zhang Huan.

He must be alone in the inn now! No one will accompany him, and no one will soothe his inner pain.

The father no longer allowed her to interact with others, because Zhang Huan even threatened her. If she had interacted with Zhang Huan again, he would not recognize her daughter. Not only his father, but also his elder brother also hated Zhang Huan extremely. Why? Why did the Cui and Zhang families have such a deep hatred?

"Miss Cui!" Chu Wei's tone was a little dissatisfied. He was the new top scholar, the most popular person today, and the heir to the Chu family. I don't know how many famous ladies want to sit with him but couldn't. He gave this opportunity to her, but she didn't know how to cherish it. If it weren't for her right prime minister's daughter, would he need to be so humble? Thinking of this, Chu Wei's displeasure turned into annoyance. He snorted heavily, kneaded half of the poem into a ball, and threw it on the ground.

At this moment, Cui Ning was awakened. She glanced at Chu Wei with extreme disgust. She was about to leave the table with an excuse of being uncomfortable, but suddenly she found a piece of plain paper on her skirt. I don’t know who put it. She thought about it carefully. It seemed that a maid who gave fresh fruits was standing beside her for a moment.

Cui Ning opened Sujian casually, and her heart suddenly jumped violently. She held Sujian tightly in her hand, her arms trembling with nervousness.

‘I’m waiting for you at the gate of Xingyuan.’ The signature is ‘Prince of the same boat’.

Cui Ning's face turned red, but her beautiful eyes were extremely bright. She finally forced herself to calm down and lowered her head and said softly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, I'm not feeling well, I have to take a step first."

She stood up and hurriedly left. After walking more than ten steps, she faintly heard the sound of a fierce cup falling behind her. Cui Ning's face became more and more cold. She did not turn around and quickly left the hall from the side door.

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A carriage was racing on the special road on the north side of Xingyuan. This was a walkway for royal nobles to walk on. Ordinary people were not allowed to enter. The carriage was racing at a rapid speed and soon arrived at the gate of Xingyuan.

Although there are many people here, Cui Ning still saw Zhang Huan standing at the gate at a glance. He was holding a horse and looking at him with a smile. Cui Ning felt his cheeks burning, and his heart was jumping violently. The carriage did not stop, but slowly drove past Zhang Huan. The curtains of the car were slightly opened, revealing Cui Ning's smile like a flower, with a hint of shyness.

Zhang Huan rolled over the horse and galloped away with the carriage.

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As night gradually descends, the temperature drops, and the lake is covered with a thin layer of white mist, as if it is a fairyland, there is no cloud in the sky, and a silver-white semi-full moon is looming in the endless Qujiang Pond.

Zhang Huan and Cui Ning walked slowly alongside the Qujiang Pool. The carriage was parked in the distance and did not dare to follow. The two had been walking for a while, but no one spoke.

"I'm going back to Taiyuan tomorrow, I'm here to say goodbye to you!" Zhang Huan smiled reluctantly. He picked up a flat stone and drifted a water drift on his side. The stone passed through the white mist, dispersing the bright moon, forming a large circle, gradually expanding to nothing.

"When will you come back?" Cui Ning bit her lip.

"I don't know, maybe next year, maybe three to five years."

Cui Ning's steps slower and slower, and finally she stopped. She suddenly raised her head and stared at Zhang Huan. Let the cold moonlight sprinkle on her pale face, and her eyes were filled with sorrow. She had been looking forward to his arrival. When he came, she brought the news that she was about to leave Chang'an, which killed her last glimmer of hope.

Her heart suddenly hurts, so painful that even her consciousness begins to blur. Zhang Huan suddenly turns around and holds her trembling shoulders. There seems to be a flame burning in her eyes. Cui Ning can't suppress the sorrow in her heart. She looks at him desperately and helplessly, grabs his arm tightly, for fear that he will leave. Finally, a string of crystal tears rolls out from under her long eyelashes.

At this moment, silence is better than a thousand words.

Zhang Huan stared at her pitifully. Suddenly, he hugged her, hugged her tightly in his arms with his strong and powerful arms, and used his tall body and broad chest to rely on the weak and trembling body in his arms.

Cui Ning leaned weakly in his arms, and she could no longer help crying sadly. Zhang Huan gently stroked her shoulders, as if this was his entire wealth and his treasure. He lowered his head, wiped her tears, poured tenderness, regret, and love on her face, forehead, sucked her tears, and finally fell gently on her lips.

Cui Ning's body trembled suddenly. She slowly raised her head, looked at Zhang Huan with great shyness, and quickly buried her head deeply in his arms. This was the first time Zhang Huan had tasted the indescribable beauty of a woman. Her shy expression made him feel a slight fire running in his body, as if countless red needles were piercing every inch of his skin.

He hugged her tighter, and suddenly covered her trembling red lips with his lips, rubbing her with a little rough hand. Cui Ning felt a blank mind, she softened her whole body, and for a moment she lost in his strong masculine aura.

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After a long time, the four lips, which were as glued as paint, finally separated reluctantly. He looked down at her, tears were gone, his eyes were as pure and bright as gems, and a golden light was released on his face. She was like a beautiful flower blooming on his chest, charming, shy and soft.

Cui Ning sighed happily, put her face on his chest, and her jade-like nails gently portrayed on his chin. She had never experienced this irrepressible emotion that she felt in her whole body and mind, this intoxicating happiness, and this deep passion, actually made her have the idea of ​​giving everything to the person she loved.

"Zhang Lang..." Cui Ning hugged his neck and whispered as he stared at him.

Zhang Huan stroked her soft body and her plump curves. At this moment, his chest was filled with a sharp fighting spirit. No matter what, he must marry Cui Ning, and no one can stop him.

"If you wait for me for two years, I will definitely marry you! I will definitely......"

The plump red lips blocked his words behind him, "I'll wait for you! No matter how many years, I'll wait for you..."

The sound of the car bell came from afar. The Qujiang banquet was over. Countless noisy voices and carriages were heard faintly. The time for breakup finally came. Cui Ning stood up straight and said sadly: "I'm going back."

Zhang Huan gently put her hair together and smiled and said, "Go!"

Cui Ning looked at her foolishly, and after a long time, he nodded, turned around and ran towards the carriage.

"Cui Ning!" Zhang Huan called her in a low voice.

Cui Ning stopped, her shoulders were trembling slightly. Suddenly, she turned around suddenly, threw herself into Zhang Huan's arms, hugged his waist tightly and started crying, "You said you want to marry me, Zhang Lang! Say it!"

"I want to marry you!"

Zhang Huan stared into her eyes, and said word by word with extremely decisive and determined language: "This is a vow, something I, Zhang Huan, decided by me, can no one stop me!"

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Volume 2 is over, please see Volume 3
Chapter completed!