I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 286
Su Tian put down the graphite block in her hand, walked around the table case in two steps and walked to Quan Juan's side, looking at the written He Li book on the table case.

Just finished writing, the ink on the paper was still wet, and the black color of the ink was shining. Su Tian picked up the paper on the table, blew it lightly, and glanced at it again.

I saw that it was written in bold font:

"Let's talk about the relationship between husband and wife, the love between husband and wife is deep, and the kindness is deep and righteous. Talk about the cause of being together, the joy of being in love together. The reason for a husband and wife is the relationship between the three lives in the past life, and then the couple in this life. Husband and wife are facing each other, just like mandarin ducks. , flying side by side, sitting together with flowers and faces; the beauty of two virtues, great love, two bodies and one mind. The relationship is not in harmony, I think it is the enemy of the previous life. Enmity between enemies, so we come to each other. Since the two hearts are different, it is difficult to come together. Hurry up Meeting and relatives, each return to their own way. May the lady comb her temples again, sweep her crescent eyebrows beautifully, show off her graceful posture skillfully, resolve grievances and knots, and don't hate each other; May the lady live forever."

The final pen is the word Quan Jue and the date.

He has already signed his name on the Heli book, the signature is not as powerful as when the words on the Heli book were written on it, but the name is written very seriously, each stroke is evenly weighted, clear and powerful, but it is separated from his writing. the verve.

Su Tian looked at the He Li book in front of her, as long as she signed it, the relationship between the two of them would be over.

Quan Juan handed over the pen to Su Tian's hand.

Su Tian raised her hand to hold the pen, and lightly dipped the ink in the inkstone. The pen hung in the air on the paper, and she slowly let go of her palm, and then quickly clenched it again.

"The ink is about to dry." Quan Yu said.

Su Tian rubbed the ink again, she lowered her head, pretending to write, but her eyes were blurred, almost nothing could be seen clearly.

Baibu stepped forward to pick out the somewhat dim oil lamp, and Su Tian took advantage of the situation to wipe the corners of her eyes vigorously.

Su Tian took a deep breath and wrote word by word.

He wrote on it: "May the lady comb her temples again after she leaves, sweep her crescent eyebrows beautifully, and show off her graceful posture skillfully; resolve grievances and knots, and don't hate each other; one difference and two lenient, each will be happy; I wish my lady forever Long live."

She wrote later: "May my husband and wife regain their folding fan after they leave each other, and have a smooth official career; let go of grievances and knots, let alone hate each other; let each other be happy when they are different; I hope that my husband and wife will reach the pinnacle."

They are all conventional clichés, and the two of them made some minor revisions on their own.

He didn't write down the sentence that he wished her to choose and hire high-ranking officials.

She also didn't write the sentence that he wished him to meet the person who accompanied him.

After finishing writing bit by bit, Su Tian finally understood why Quan Juan changed the font when it was time to sign.

Because the last step is too difficult.

Writing down the name is the end of it all.From now on, everything can only be buried deep in my heart, so it is difficult to write.

Su Tian's long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if expressing some emotion, but she buried her head so that no one could see.For a moment, Su Tian seemed to have forgotten how to write her own name.

In the blink of an eye, she really wanted to stand up and tear up the paper, throw away the pen, and say that I don't want to write anymore.

Go to his peace.

If there is no war, if he is not the prince of Beiming, if...

So many ifs can only be hypotheses, and this kind of hypotheses tortured the person in great pain, because everything has come true, and she has to worry about the consequences.

So she can't say or write casually.

Holding the pen tightly again, Su Tian forced herself to write down the name little by little in an almost descriptive way.

　The source network of Helishu seems to be from the Tang Dynasty, and it has been slightly modified. If you are interested, you can search the original text

　　
　
(End of this chapter)