As everyone knows, the eldest princess Jiang Wei had Bai Yueguang when she was young.
At that time, she hid her identity and entered the school disguised as the daughter of an ordinary family. She originally wanted to study seriously and avoid the tragic fate of getting married in the future.
But the plan was disrupted by a young man named Luo Qingshi.
Jiang Wei has never seen such a reckless person.
He can read old-fashioned books, but he is very lively. His words are moderate but humorous. He can play various tricks with bamboo fans and wooden swords. He is surrounded by young ladies wherever he goes.
At first, Jiang Wei never joined in the fun. He just sat silently reading, dazing, watching fish in the pond, and worrying about the tragic fate of his wife. Until one time, Luo Qingshi passed by her seat and accidentally dropped her hand. The bamboo fan she was spinning on her fingertips fell onto her desk, and a crimson patch stuck to the surface of the fan.
Jiang Weiran panicked: I'm sorry, my nail paint is stuck on your fan, I'm afraid it won't be able to be removed...
The peach blossom eyes of Luo Qing fell on Jiang Wei for the first time. He curled his lips and smiled, tapping the tip of his nose.
"It's okay, it's just that compared to the fan, classmate Jiang should still worry about this."
After saying that, he lowered his eyebrows and picked up the fan, not staying for a second longer.
Jiang Wei panicked and took a look at himself in the mirror. The tip of his nose was accidentally stained red at some point.
From then on, Jiang Wei had one more thing to do during class, which was to stare at Luo Qingshi in a daze.
She even began to remember a lot of things about him, his expressions, and every word he said to her, so that she could get married in the desolate desert and have vivid memories for her to live with.
It's pity that she is young and doesn't know that this is what she likes.
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I remember the night before leaving the academy.
Jiang Wei secretly glanced at Luo Qingshi on the high platform. Maybe he was looking at her, maybe not.
She heard him say,
"Who knows, I might not become an official in the future, open a theater, marry my beloved little lady, and bury five jugs of wine under the crabapple tree, no, fifty jugs!..."
Jiang Wei couldn't hear the rest of the words, because that look only stayed on her for half a second.
He wasn't looking at her.
He has a little girl he likes.
Jiang Wei buried his head, staring at the crimson on his nails, his eyes sour.
She whispered, "Goodbye, Luo Qingshi."
From then on, there was no longer Jiang Wei in the world, only the eldest princess Jiang Wei.
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Six years later.
The Holy One bestows marriage to the eldest princess and the court's court dater - Luo Qingshi.
On the wedding night, Jiang Wei took off the groom's red hijab. She was surprised and full of joy.
But when Luo Qingshi bowed her hands, his temperament was extremely cold, unlike in the past, and he didn't even look at her:
I have an old friend in my heart. I would rather die than obey my orders.
Jiang Wei bit her lip, fearing she was still the same little lady he talked about three years ago.
But she still calmed down and comforted her former classmates: I know you don't want to, and so do I. Can you give me a year?
When the time comes, we will make peace.
Intention: Look early and start early
