The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 1099 Special Day

Feng Sujin felt a little sad in her heart, maybe everyone around her had seen Jun Mohan, but she hadn't met him face to face!
But it doesn't matter, he's good to be around.

After Feng Sujin ate a bowl, she asked Qiu Wenzheng, "Which bowl is there?"

In this case, only Feng Sujin and Qiu Wenzheng understand what it means.

Because he said two bowls before, Feng Sujin knew that there was another bowl for her.

Her subtext is that there is another bowl that Jun Mohan made for her.

Facing such a smart woman, Qiu Wenzheng felt that any lies were useless.

He could only silently pass the bowl of dumplings to Feng Sujin.

Feng Sujin continued to eat bit by bit.

Eating and eating, she really wanted to cry.

But she can only control her emotions very hard.

"Crackling..."

The sound of firecrackers outside was still ringing, which made people feel even more lonely.

Feng Sujin's expression seemed to have drifted far, far away.

When Beiquan City was in the imperial capital, Jun Mohan was reluctant to let her make dumplings every time.

But she always wants to help, she will roll dumpling wrappers beside her, and when she looks up, she will meet his gentle and doting eyes.

Every time she makes dumplings, she smells them and waits expectantly.

He would gently touch her head and say, "Ah Jin, be good, she will be fine in a while."

Such a look, such a tone, now that I think about it, I really miss it.

Every time when the dumplings were about to be cooked, he would pick up one that was not so hot, put it in her mouth, and let her eat the first one.

Seeing her eating happily, his brows and eyes became particularly soft, they were shimmering and intoxicating waves, capturing the elegance of the world.

Those memories are engraved in the bones.

Thinking about it, Feng Sujin's hands trembled slightly, and she couldn't hold the dishes steadily.

Two bowls of dumplings are the most she can eat with a good appetite.

She knows how many there are in total, and Jun Mohan also knows how much her appetite is.

It can also guarantee not to support her.

Feng Sujin smiled, with bitterness, nostalgia and affection, so sad, but she was also so happy.

Because on such a special day, she ate the dumplings made by Jun Mohan again.

She doesn't persecute him anymore, and she doesn't ask whether she can see him, as long as she knows that he is good and that he is by her side.

She would wait for him to appear in person to meet her.

……

At this time, Liang Xiaoqing was stunned in place like a sculpture, Jun... Jun Mohan?

She really heard it right, then...then this woman is actually Feng Sujin?

what……

Liang Xiaoqing's mouth was wide open, and she forgot her image in front of Qiu Wenzheng.

Although the Dakun tribe is far away from that empire, she has heard some legends about the empire.

One of them is about Jun Mohan and Feng Sujin.

These two were the true king and queen recognized by the people.

The legendary stories of these two people can write a story.

She still remembered that when she heard it before, she was very yearning, thinking that it would be good to see these two people.

She never thought that she would meet the legendary Feng Sujin!

No wonder she always thought she was so beautiful, so noble, so noble that she couldn't bear to be profaned.

And the nobleness made her feel jealous when she misunderstood before.

No, didn't it mean that both of them died?

So... is this real person in front of you?
Liang Xiaoqing was in a daze, and the bowl and chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground, breaking the peace in the tent.

　good night folks
　　
　
(End of this chapter)