The three married husbands are super favorite

Chapter 1011 Quick Return, Quick Return 3
Kong Zhishu, I'm tired, you're not here, I'm wronged, you're not here, I'm sad, you're still not here, I often think, isn't it, until I die, you're still not here?
Kong Zhishu, I have been alone in the capital for more than a year. I am tired and I don’t want to stay longer. Would you like to come back?

Husband, if, one day, you came back and found that I was dead, would you be sad?

Kong Zhishu, do you know what it feels like to keep insects in your body?Although I can't feel it moving around my body, I know it's always there. Do you know how scared I am?
Kong Zhishu, are you back?
There were more than a dozen letters, each of which was a short sentence, but Su Wanniang's face was full of tears. Until this moment, she didn't know how hard she had endured for so long.

Su Wanniang put pieces of paper into the envelope with her own hands, then sealed it with wax, and wrote on the envelope with her own handwriting - my husband, General Zhen Guo personally opened it.

After doing this, looking at the thick stack of envelopes, Su Wanniang was a little lost in a daze. Time seemed to stand still and refused to push forward. Everything seemed to freeze, but she was the only one who went down one by one. The tears shed are moving.

Zi Yihou waited outside the door for a long time but did not see Su Wanniang inside the house calling him. He got a little upset before pushing the door and going in. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he saw Su Wanniang sitting alone on the table Weeping quietly.

Such a picture made him startled.

During this period of time, he saw Su Wanniang crying almost every now and then, tortured by the poisonous hair, sobbing in a low voice, breaking down and crying loudly when he knew that Kong Zhishu had returned to the frontier, but he had never seen a single person, a woman, who could Crying so quietly, so distressing.

"What's wrong with you?" Zi Yihou carefully tested Su Wanniang's emotions.

Su Wanniang came back to her senses and shook her head, quickly wiped away her tears, "I'm fine." Then she handed the thick stack of letters to Zi Yihou, and said, "Please send these to the border for me."

"Leave it on me!" Zi Yihou took the weighty letter and asked again, "Are you sure you're all right?"

"It's fine, it's just a little embarrassing, I just think he wants to cry~ You've seen me cry a lot during this time, what's the fuss!" Su Wanniang urged Zi Yihou, "Go and deliver it right away!"

"Is that different? Your crying before is different from crying just now!" Zi Yihou muttered, then nodded and left the Beauty Garden with the things Su Wanniang gave him.

As for what is different about this, Zi Yihou has been thinking about it, this problem has been bothering him until he left the palace.

He really couldn't understand, what is the difference between Su Wanniang's crying today and the previous crying?

In the end, Zi Yihou only came to one conclusion, this woman's face is really important!It's probably because Su Wanniang has lost weight and become more beautiful, so even the crying makes people feel pitiful, and the way she cried just now is very special, only tears but no sound, this kind of forbearance, coupled with that A face that is almost overwhelming makes him feel distressed.

So, Zi Yihou finally thought this way, sure enough, he should avoid provoking long and beautiful women in the future, otherwise, if all the long and beautiful women make him feel bad like Su Wanniang when they cry, then why not?Doesn't he have to be stuck in distress all day long?
Then, Zi Yihou felt, actually, in this world, it’s not bad for a woman to look amazing~ At least, it won’t make people feel so inexplicably distressed~
Zi Yihou patted himself on the head, sighed, he thought too much, he was born cold-blooded, how could he be inexplicably distressed by others?He felt that he probably felt distressed towards Su Wanniang because he had been with Su Wanniang for a long time and knew everything about Su Wanniang like the back of his hand.

(End of this chapter)