Shocking Miss Three

Chapter 210

Hua Zhen raised her head calmly and looked at He Jinlou.

"You said you would give me time to adapt."

He Jinlou nodded, stroking her face pityingly.

Immediately, he smiled and said, "marry me, do you regret it?"

Hua Zhen shook her head, "This is the matchmaker's words at the order of my parents, I don't have a choice, do I?"

He Jinlou gently stroked her face, her phoenix eyes were full of affection, "Zhen'er... are you really willing to marry me?"

Hua Zhen didn't answer, her face was calm, she didn't agree or disagree with his words.

Seeing this, He Jinlou smiled slightly. He couldn't see any emotion in that smile. He bent down and kissed her eyes lightly.

Hua Zhen closed her eyes slightly, feeling the softness in her eyes.

"I'll give Zhen'er a month... If Zhen'er still fails to fall in love with me after one month...I will give you a divorce letter, and you can live the life you want."

Hua Zhen was slightly taken aback, she didn't expect He Jinlou to say that.

He coughed softly, with a bleak smile on his face, "Zhen'er saw it too, I'm a tuberculosis... Marry me, you will suffer yourself. Such a good girl, don't just because of a hopeless girl A sick child and a widow all his life, ruining his own freedom."

Hua Zhen froze and her face turned pale.

"Go on, I'll accompany you to the main hall later." He Jinlou found a wooden chair and sat down.

Hua Zhen held the wooden ladle stiffly, continuing what she hadn't finished just now.

But when she turned around, two lines of clear tears flowed from her eyes.

Why are you so nice to me...

Su Yi looked at Hua Zhen's face and sighed softly.

……

When Su Yi returned to the tower, he quickly walked up to the ninth floor.

The ninth floor represents September.

The story is about to reach its climax, right?
I don't know what ending awaits Hua Zhen.

The familiar picture changes in front of me, and the first thing that catches my eyes is a sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

There is a hint of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in the air, which makes people feel refreshed.

Osmanthus fragrans, also known as golden millet, cyclamen, qiuxiang, osmanthus, and jiulixiang, is a plant that exudes a fresh fragrance and can be used for medicinal meals.

Sanqiu osmanthus, ten miles of lotus.

The air has become a little cooler.

Osmanthus blooms in September, and it is already autumn.

Su Yi picked up a small sweet-scented osmanthus that fell to the ground, put it in his nose and sniffed it gently.

Not far away, Hua Zhen was looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

She was still wearing the same white dress, her black hair was hanging straight down and draped over her shoulders, her expression was indifferent and calm.

"Ma'am, it's getting cold, put on more clothes." A little maid next to her was holding a coat in her hand, and gently put it on her body.

"Thank you." Hua Zhen smiled slightly at the little maid.

The little maid looked at Hua Zhen's delicate face, but she blushed.

Ma'am...it's really as beautiful as the rumors say.

The current her is even more beautiful than the one who wore the phoenix coronet and Xiapei last month.

"Does Madam like to look at the sweet-scented osmanthus?" The little maid couldn't help asking, seeing that Hua Zhen had been looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

Hua Zhen smiled slightly: "Don't you know that I am a person who can only grow flowers?"

The implication is that her favorite thing to do is to look at flowers.

Those who grow flowers cultivate their mind and nature.

The little maid smiled when she heard the words: "Madam is indeed quite different from that Madam Yun."

Mrs. Yun is Hua Ning who is now married to Yun Mo.

"How?" Hua Zhen asked in confusion.

"Madam and Madam Yun are sisters. Although one learns talent and the other learns art, the slave always feels that Madam is not only good at art, but also talented."

"Really?" Hua Zhen quietly felt the autumn wind passing by, as gentle as He Jinlou gently stroking her face.

The figure of He Jinlou flashed in his mind.

"You said, people have feelings, but do flowers have feelings?" Hua Zhen smiled, looking at the osmanthus fragrans swinging gently on the tree, some fell from time to time and landed on her hair.

In this way, not only there is no trace of embarrassment, but also a refined and fresh beauty.

"Flower growers know the love of flowers." The clear and clear voice of the little maidservant, but the familiar deep voice came from my ears.

Hua Zhen was taken aback, turned around, and saw He Jinlou's handsome face with a smile.

The little maid had already slipped away.

"Why did you come out?" Hua Zhen quickly put her coat on He Jinlou.

His thin body could not bear the cool autumn wind.

He Jinlou reached out and took Hua Zhen's hand.

"You..." Hua Zhen froze, trying to break free, but was held tightly by him.

"Zhen'er, you're in love with me, aren't you?" He Jinlou freed one hand, and gently brushed the sweet-scented osmanthus from her hair with a gentle expression.

Hua Zhen raised her eyebrows, did she fall in love with him?

Indeed, she hadn't thought of Yun Mo's shadow in her mind for a long time.

In the past, there was always a space in her heart reserved for Yun Mo, but now, this space is occupied by this man, He Jinlou.

"You've already forgotten about him. You fell in love with me, not him." He Jinlou looked at Hua Zhen's every expression seriously.

But Hua Zhen said stubbornly: "Does it mean that I have fallen in love with you just by putting on a dress for you?"

He Jinlou smiled slightly, "Of course not, but I'm sure you've fallen in love with me."

"You are really hypocritical." Hua Zhen's frivolous lips showed a mocking smile.

The smile looked a little stiff, and Su Yi could tell that it was Hua Zhen's intentional faking.

He Jinlou didn't say anything, he just smiled slightly.

Suddenly, he coughed violently, his face became pale and weak.

"What's wrong with you?" Hua Zhen heard the coughing sound and hurried up to support him.

However, the blood gushing from between his fingers made her face lose its color all of a sudden.

"Could it be an illness?!" Hua Zhen was so frightened that she hurriedly helped He Jinlou into the study.

What about medicine?What about medicine? ?

Hua Zhen eagerly searched for medicine in the study.

Suddenly, her fingers touched a piece of paper.

The two bright red words "Suspension Letter" on it hurt Hua Zhen's eyes.

He's Jinlou, due to the advanced stage of tuberculosis, is helpless, and has a wife Huazhen, who is willing to issue a letter of divorce and let her remarry without any disputes.Let go of grievances and knots, let alone hate each other.Fearing that there is no basis for the future, I voluntarily made this article as a photo.

This is the content of the divorce letter that Hua Zhen saw. Next to the "Contractor" below, there are three beautiful characters He Jinlou.

Hua Zhen held the divorce letter with trembling fingers.

He Jinlou noticed Hua Zhen's strangeness, turned around and saw her holding a divorce letter in disbelief.

He smiled bitterly and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with a handkerchief.

"It was originally given to you in a few days...but it has been discovered..."

"I do not want!"

Hua Zhen tore up the divorce papers in her hands vigorously, the study was extremely silent, only the crisp sound of tearing papers could be heard.

He Jinlou was slightly stunned, and then he smiled: "It's okay, tear it up...I can write again."

Hua Zhen walked up and hugged He Jinlou.

He Jinlou froze for a moment, then froze in place.

"Listen...as long as you write, I will tear up..." Hua Zhen's voice was full of tears.

(End of this chapter)