Minister Ben Hongzhuang: Lord Xiangguo, I am happy!

Chapter 790
There are white sheets of paper floating in the sky, and the white threads are danced by the wind.

Behind the coffin was a group of men and women, all bowing their heads and weeping non-stop.

The group of people got closer and closer, and Su Su finally saw who the woman holding the memorial tablet in front of the coffin was.

It turned out to be Yang Lufu.

What frightened her was that the name on the tablet was Long Sui.

She ran over in fright, and then penetrated Yang Lufu's body.

She was terrified and frightened, her legs trembling with fright, and she fell to her knees on the ground.

Seeing the group of people leaving, Su Su hurriedly got up and chased after them.

She watched the coffin being buried, but she couldn't see the last side of Long Sui.

She felt sad, so sad.

That is her best playmate, the Seventh Highness who once led her to run amok in the capital city.

That is the purest friend she has come to this world, always giving her delicious and fun things.

That is the Seventh Highness she is proud of, someone who cannot be replaced by anyone.

Yet he died!
Thinking of this, Su Su wept sadly, and the tears flowed uncontrollably.

And the reality is...

Under the candlelight, Nan Fengchen stroked his chin inexplicably, looking at Su Su who was crying very sadly.

He knew that she had something on her heart, but he didn't know that she was so sad.

He sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to push her, patted his cheek with little force and said: "Suer? Suer, wake up!"

Su Su was awakened by a burst of pain, she sniffed and said, "I, I..."

"Su'er?"

Su Su suddenly stood up, threw herself into Nan Fengchen's arms and cried loudly, "Wow... so sad!"

Nan Fengchen was taken aback, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pat her on the back, comforting: "What's wrong?"

"Sad, want to cry, feel bored."

"Why? I was bullied by the emperor when I went to court today? I'll settle the score with him." Nan Fengchen has never seen Su Su cry so sadly, shouting at the top of his voice like a lost mother Dear child.

His heart was also a little heavy because of her crying, and he didn't want her to be so sad.

Su Su sniffed and said, "I had a dream, in which he died!"

Nan Fengchen frowned, and couldn't help asking: "Who died?"

"Ah Sui, Ah Sui is dead."

"..." Hearing this, Nan Fengchen felt depressed, and it was difficult for him to describe his complicated state of mind at this moment.

It wasn't him that my wife dreamed about, cried, and read about, but another man, and he wanted to run away.

But the person in his arms was really crying very sad, and his cold heart softened when he cried.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and said in relief: "He won't die! Haven't you heard that dreams are always done backwards?"

"But it's sad. I hate the parting of life and death the most."

Nan Fengchen pushed Su Su away, he looked at her red eyes from crying, and stretched out his sleeve to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He rubbed very lightly and gently, he was afraid that he would hurt her with his rough and clumsy hands.

Su Su froze, staring at him blankly.

Those beautiful peach blossom eyes are like fine water, which makes people sink in immediately.

Wow~ The movements are so gentle!

Nan Fengchen raised his eyes to look at her, and bumped into her dark pupils, suddenly he smiled lightly and said: "What? Seeing that your husband is so handsome, can't you move your eyes?"

Su Su was taken aback for a moment, then quickly shook her head and said, "No."

"Then...see what I do."

"Isn't it okay to look at your own husband?"

Nan Fengchen smiled without saying a word. He straightened her messy hair and said calmly: "Why did you dream of Long Sui? What's wrong with him?"

"He...he was poisoned! He was unconscious and couldn't wake up again."

(End of this chapter)