Chapter 1202-1203: Three years! Who owes whom?
Good girl novels
"Lost and regained?" Chuxue was also surprised by this emotion. It was Huangfu Yi's intention!
"Well, I'm going back to my death... Huangfu Yi was hinting at that time." Murong Jing said in a normal way. The more ordinary he was, the more he was uneasy he felt. Will ordinary people do this? No! It is precisely because that person is Huangfu Yi. At the same time, because of this, he feels even more guilty.
Sometimes people are like this. The more tolerant others are, the more they appear to be.[
If Huangfu Yi was a little more ruthless and said that he would leave Su'er forever, he would feel less guilty and not even three years, and he would not be able to get out. Not to mention Su'er...
"How long will it take for the emperor brother?
"I don't know..." Murong Jing really doesn't know how long it takes.
"Can I... advise you not to leave?" The emperor saw only one side, but not the other side.
"Why?"
"Because you don't know when you come back... Is it too selfish to leave your sister-in-law here?" Chu Xue's voice was faint and she did not blame her. From different angles, what she saw was naturally different from Murong Jing. There are some things that Murong Jing did not expect, but he could think of and see.
"I……"
"You can go out for a while. But it can't be too long. You feel uncomfortable. I believe the same is true for the Emperor's Sister-in-law. You are in the chess hall now, which is not completely meaningless to her. On such a night, you sit here... Do you think in your heart that she is opposite, not far from you, she is by your side... or at this time, the Emperor's Sister-in-law is thinking. You are here, it's a place very close to her."
"..." Murong Jingmuran didn't expect it just now!
"The mood is the same, because your feelings are the same. At the beginning, the Emperor's wife may speak a little heavier, but that is the deep love and the harshness of blame. If it were someone else, she might not be able to scold or speak harsh words."
"First snow..."
"Brother, I'm fine. I can let go of many things... I've really let go of everything. In the past, I'm really sorry for causing so many troubles to the brother. Really... I'll take care of you from now on." Chu Xue looked at Murong Jing calmly and said sincerely: "Brother, life is hard-won, I will cherish it. I feel that his blood is flowing in my body... It seems that I'm sorry for him if I don't live well."
"It's good if I can think so..."
Chuxue said it sincerely and calmly, and every sentence comes from the heart.
He is indeed able to live today because many people's efforts and blood are exchanged... For anyone, even for that proud but kind strange boy, he should live well.
Murong Jing felt relieved!
He slowly closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Finally, finally... for many years, he finally stopped worrying about Chuxue.
I really want to share the joy in my heart![
But, he silently recited her name in his heart...
Chuxue stayed in the chess hall overnight.
The next morning, I slipped to Yilou for morning tea.
Murong Jing looked at him and only envied him.
When the snow comes out, he almost always goes to Yilou to find the two little things to play with. He likes to hear their third uncles shouting non-stop, and his childish voice is particularly comfortable and warm. Whenever this happens, he will feel a little excited and unspeakable happiness. But who would have expected that today's emperors would come out early in the morning in such ordinary places, teasing children and drinking morning tea?
"Chuxue, don't you need to go to court today?" Su'er asked with a smile. These two little ghosts like to call Uncle Third. According to etiquette, they should have called Uncle Third Emperor, but when they are away, there is no need to be too arrogant. So she let them shout.
Chuxue raised her eyes and smiled slightly, and replied, "Xiao Mu."
"Then let's have a good rest."
"Yes! Uncle San, are you playing with Mu'er today?" Mu'er hugged Chuxue's arm, and did not meet one arm, as well. Her pink little face was like snatching something she loved, and she also wanted to grab it back.
She also shouted, "Uncle San plays with me!"
"Puchi..." Chuxue laughed, shaved the noses of the two little ghosts in a doting way, and said gently: "Uncle San is playing with you for a day today, okay?"
"Okay!" The two little guys actually responded together.
She is smiling, especially likeable, and she is so lovable.
Chuxue happily held one in one hand.
Kiss this little face and then kiss this side.
It made two little ones laugh like itchy.
Chapter completed!