We are lucky enough to be exposed to the snow together today, and we will grow old together in this life.

In response to Zhou Zhiruo's question, Song Xuan didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand and pulled him directly into his arms.

Then, he kissed her with astonishment in her eyes.

After a while, the two separated. Zhou Zhiruo put her head in Song Xuan's arms panting, her whole body trembling.

"Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Zhou Zhiruo hummed slightly, too shy to look up.

It was the first time she had kissed someone in such a long life, and the taste of the kiss fascinated her.

After a long time, she finally calmed down and touched the scar on her face, her expression a little hesitant.

"Senior brother, would you like to accompany me for a walk?"

Song Xuan glanced down at her, then nodded, "Okay!"

The two of them walked side by side slowly by the river.

The cold wind blew by, making Zhou Zhiruo's hair a little messy, and a few strands of hair trembled gently in the wind, falling on her jade-white cheeks.

She held Song Xuan's arm, quietly looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, smiled and said: "Senior brother, in the past few years, I have been thinking about marrying you every day, and I am almost going crazy with my thoughts!"

At this time, high in the sky, snowflakes were falling, becoming more and more dense, giving the slightly desolate landscape a bit of white poetry.

"I lost my mother when I was a child. My father died at the hands of the Tatars when I was ten years old. Later I became a disciple of the Emei Sect. My master is my only relative."

"Although Master has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with, she is sincere to me and has never hidden it."

Zhou Zhiruo quietly recounted her experience, her tone gradually becoming calmer.

"Actually, I am not as good as you think, senior brother, nor am I as simple as you think."

"I have a scheming mind. I lost my parents since I was a child. In order to survive, I like to figure out the master's thoughts more than others. This also makes the master train me as the next leader."

"Later, I fell in love with you. All I could think about was how to behave more perfectly in front of you and make you like me more."

"But now" she pointed to the scars on her face, "I've thought about it, but I've given up. I'm not worthy of you!"

Song Xuan interrupted: "Whether it's worthy or not, you don't have to say, I have to say!"

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, "Even if senior brother doesn't care, I do, and your people will also care about the civil and military officials under you! Senior brother will be the emperor in the future, and a person like me is not worthy of standing next to you!"

The snow is falling harder and harder, the sky and the earth are blurred, and everything is covered in silver, which is beautiful all of a sudden.

Song Xuan and Zhou Zhiruo's bodies were already covered with snowflakes, and their hair was covered with white hair. They seemed to have gone from youth to old age.

“It’s nice to have snow!”

Zhou Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the snowflakes on Song Xuan's head, and said with a smile: "Accidentally, I ended up growing old together with you, senior brother!"

Song Xuan also smiled and said: "Yes, I am lucky enough to be exposed to the snow together today, and we will grow old together in this life!"

Zhou Zhiruo stared at him again and again with soft eyes, with a rather complicated expression, and said: "This can be regarded as growing old together in another sense, right?

I don’t have any regrets in this life!”

There was a smile on her face, but the smile was very forced. She let go of her hand holding Song Xuan's arm, turned around and waved to him in a seemingly free and easy manner.

"Senior brother, let's say goodbye. If you miss me in the future, you can come to Mount Emei to see me!"

Song Xuan yelled, raised his hand and pulled her back directly, then picked her up by the waist and put her on his shoulders.

"Ah, senior brother, what are you doing?" Zhou Zhiruo exclaimed.

"You're not old, why are you pretending to be free and easy? At such a young age, why are you playing with me and forgetting each other?"

Song Xuan snorted, "You can leave only if I ask you to leave. If you dare to leave if I don't agree, Mount Emei will be leveled for you!"

"Senior brother, I feel uncomfortable in my heart. Just let me go back to Mount Emei. I will go back and bury my master. I will come back to you when I want to do something else, okay?"

Song Xuan put her down and looked at the fear and uneasiness on her face, and his tone couldn't help but slow down a bit.

“My appearance is like a floating cloud, but what I care about more is what’s on the inside!”

Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head and glanced at her own chest, and then her voice sounded a little crying, "But, my inside is not big enough!"

Song Xuan blinked, is this what I'm talking about?

As expected of a woman from the world, she is unrestrained!

"It's okay, we will have plenty of time to study it in the future."

Song Xuan smiled and said: "Let's go. After the snow stops, I will take you back to Mount Emei to hold a funeral for the master!"

"No, no!" Zhou Zhiruo quickly refused, "You are now the commander-in-chief of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, and you cannot escape. If I let you go again because of this matter, those people under you will probably be even more fed up with me!"

Song Xuan frowned, "There is no need for you to feel inferior because of your appearance. Even if you have scars on your face, you are still more beautiful than most women in the world.

Also, there are many good medicines for removing scars in this world. I will search for some later and finally solve this problem for you!"

This world is a martial arts world, and many magical secret recipes have been developed to heal warriors.

Just like the Black Jade Intermittent Cream, it can even reconnect bones that have been smashed into pieces. You can imagine how incredibly effective this medicine is.

A mere scar is really not a big problem that is difficult to solve.

When the two returned to the Commander's Mansion, in a side hall of the Commander's Mansion, Li Shanchang and others were busy setting up a mourning hall.

Seeing Song Xuan's return, Lao Li hurriedly stepped forward to plead guilty and said: "I didn't get the master's order, so I took matters into my own hands. I hope so."

Song Xuan waved his hand and said: "Master Tai is a hero of our Jinling regime and should be treated with national courtesy."

While he was talking, he walked into the hall, placed an incense stick in front of Miejie's coffin, burned some paper, and had a conversation with the Emei disciples before walking out the door.

As soon as they went out, they were invited to an deserted courtyard by Li Shanchang and Liu Bowen.

"Two gentlemen are so mysterious, what do you want to say?"

"My lord, are you planning to marry that Miss Zhou?"

Song Xuan was no longer vague this time, and said directly: "I had an engagement with her back then, but because of delays, the marriage was never consummated.

Why, you two are not satisfied with her?"

"It's not that I'm not dissatisfied!" Li Shanchang hesitated: "In terms of status, Miss Zhou and the Lord are the most compatible. It's just, just"

It only took a long time, but she still didn't dare to say the next words.

He didn't dare to say it, but Liu Bowen took over the topic and said: "My lord, if you marry Miss Zhou now and become emperor one day, she will be your queen, right?"

Song Xuan chuckled and said, "I know what you mean. Why, when did you two gentlemen start judging people by their appearance?"

"Don't dare!" Li Shanchang waved his hand quickly.

Song Xuandao: "Don't you dare? Don't you just think that the founding queen has a scar on her face, which is unseemly? You don't need to worry about this, it's just a scar, and there are ways to remove it.

Also, instead of caring about who I marry, you two should focus more on government affairs.

Next year, I will capture the entire territory south of the Yangtze River, and then send my troops north to unify the Central Plains.

Is there enough money and food? Is there enough troops? Is the logistics support sufficient?"
Chapter completed!