deadly mantra

Chapter 794 It’s Chuxue
Shui Qingchen's cheeks warmed up silently and he hesitated.

Ji Fanyin grabbed his sleeve corners with both hands and looked at him expectantly with her big and smart eyes:
"Chenchen...don't you want to?"

She is determined and her intentions are clear.Shui Qingchen was confused, and his dark eyes looked at her inexplicably.

In fact, no matter what happens between the two of them, it cannot change her status as his wife.

Everyone knew that she was the only one in his heart.

What is she worried about?
Why must she be so passionate about this? ?

"Chenchen..." Ji Fanyin's face became darker and darker, and she said speechlessly: "Do you know that you are so distracted by this kind of thing? You lose a fight and make me feel a hundred times more frustrated."

She reached out and touched her forehead, complaining with great dissatisfaction: "You can't deal with me every time. Your attitude... makes me feel that I probably kicked the god of mold in my previous life, so I met you in this life." Liu Xiahui, who is still pregnant, tut tut tut…the more I talk about it, the more I feel pitiful.”

She spoke pitifully, but there was a cunning dark light in her eyes.Shui Qingchen knew that she was deliberately trying to be miserable, so he followed her words and continued:

"Hey, Xiaoyin, there are too many people in this world who are not easy. You should stop lowering the threshold of pity and adding to their misfortune."

Knowing that she couldn't deceive him, Ji Fanyin gave up pretending to be pitiful, stuck out her tongue, and said:

"I don't care what the world does. I ask you, don't care whether I live or die. When will this day end? Alas... Alas, I am not a nun, it is really inappropriate. I will not give up."

Shui Qingchen had deep black eyes and a deep smile.He thought that it would be good if she could focus all her ambitions on him from now on.

months later.

Yanxue Country.

Silver-gray clouds pressed over Twilight Snow City.

The winter wind is biting and the cold current is rolling.

This year's first snow is flying in the cold wind.

A hundred miles east of the city - in the Royal Temple, unmelted snow covered the ground.

Miao Xingyu stepped on the white snow and walked slowly into the courtyard where the Queen lived as usual.He was wearing a dark robe and a jade pendant around his waist. His posture was elegant, but there was a trace of the arrogance of a romantic young man on his face.

"Your Highness."

When he reached the corridor, he raised his hand, knocked on the door three times, took a step back, faced the closed door, and spoke again:
"Your Highness, the return date has come. It's time to set off back to the palace."

Everyone in the Yanxue Kingdom knows that since ten years ago, the Queen will spend three months every year to go to the Royal Temple for cleaning.

However, only Miao Xingyu, who was always by the Queen's side, knew that, except for the time when she went out for religious practice, during the remaining nine months, the Queen just changed places and continued to worship Buddha - a specially built Buddhist Temple was built in the palace.

Even if the queen returns to the palace, she will only live there.

squeak--

The door opened.

The queen, Qingyu Wangshu, walked out of it.

The strength and resilience of her youth disappeared from Qingyu Wangshu's brows with the departure of the previous queen.

Instead, there is the calmness blown by the breeze, and the calmness of the years.

However, she is the king of a country after all, and even ten years of worshiping the Buddha cannot erase her innate royal nobility and the dignity that a queen should possess.

"Your Highness, it's snowing. The first snow heralds a good harvest and is a sign of good fortune." A loyal smile appeared on Miao Xingyu's face, and the smile in his eyes was like a candle that was about to burn out, vaguely lingering:

Qingyu Wangshu passed in front of him and stopped on the steps.

She looked up at the snowflakes falling from the sky and whispered:
"It's Chuxue."

Miao Xingyu walked to her side and replied in a low voice:

"Your Highness, it's the first snow. The first snow this year."

(End of this chapter)