Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods
Chapter 61 Su Jinyu
Chapter 61 Su Jinyu
The white jade is heavy and the tiles are heavy, and Qi Qi is sad.
Zhaoyan looked at the soul of the man in the blue shirt in front of her, tears overflowed from her eyes because of excitement, she stretched out her hand subconsciously but couldn't touch anything, she could only look at the transparent soul mottled with tears, "Jinyu, Jinyu ..."
Su Jinyu stretched out his hand, which was delicate and fair, and he pinned her hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears, his eyes were full of deep love, "Ayan, do you remember what I said to you that day?"
Zhaoyan was very thin, skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow her down, she almost stopped when she heard Jinyu's words, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, "Jinyu... I remember... You let me eat well... take good care of Huai Jin..."
Su Jinyu had a little smile in the corner of his eyes, and touched her cheek, wanting to wipe away the tears on her face, "Ayan, I don't want to see you cry, I never want to."
Zhaoyan hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve, and said nonchalantly, "Jinyu..."
With a smile on Su Jinyu's lips, she looked at the snow falling outside the hall, and the plum blossoms in the corner of the wall bloomed proudly again, just like the Mo Mei he gave her back then, "Ayan, wait for me."
His soul flew to the outside of the palace, looking at the red plum blossoms blooming in the corner of the palace wall, he unconsciously wanted to pick them, but his hand swept across the plum blossoms without touching anything, he sighed helplessly, "Useless is a scholar—"
Zichu covered his mouth and snickered, "Hey, Su Jinyu, you finally know what your elm head looks like!"
She is a person who holds grudges, and this scholar did not piss her off in the underworld. She really doesn't understand how Zhaoyan, who is as beautiful as a flower, likes this piece of wood.
When Su Jinyu saw her, it was like seeing a savior. Stars appeared in his eyes. He floated on the spot and smiled dryly, "Miss Zichu...I want to give this plum blossom to Ayan..."
The implication is that you help me.
Zichu walked to the plum tree, but instead of picking the plum blossoms, he folded his arms and looked at Su Jinyu with a funny face. He didn't pick the plum blossoms slowly until he saw that Su Jinyu's face was stiff. The pink petals exude a burst of fragrance.
"Miss Zichu...you are really the most beautiful woman in the world..." Su Jinyu looked at the plum blossom in her hand and blinked.
But Zichu didn't spit out a mouthful of blood. Is this still that pedantic scholar, "Su Jinyu, it's useless if I give it to you, and you can't take it..."
She finally understands why Zhaoyan likes this piece of wood, the wood with a silly look, maybe Zhaoyan loves his straightforward temperament.
"Miss Zichu, you are really the best woman in the world..." Su Jinyu began to tell the truth again, at least Zichu felt so in his heart.
Zichu glanced at him and said a formula in his mouth. The white robe swept across Su Jinyu's soul, turning into gusts of breeze. His soul gradually became clear, and he vaguely had a flesh and blood body. !"
"Miss Zichu, you are really the most beautiful and kind-hearted girl in the world!" Su Jinyu took the plum blossom and felt down-to-earth for the first time since his death. It blows and flutters.
Zhaoyan looked at the plum blossoms that had been grasped and couldn't see their original appearance, and she couldn't help but smiled, that smile came from the heart, without any adulteration, "Jinyu, you are going out to give me this ?”
Su Jinyu touched her head, with an apologetic expression on her face, "Ayan, I'll go and pick another one for you." As she said that, she wanted to go out again, and just as she turned around, Zhaoyan hugged him.
He felt the moisture from his back, and knew that she was crying again, and the slightest pain hit his heart, he held her tightly in his arms, and rubbed her face with some rough fingertips, "A Yan ,do not Cry."
Zhaoyan kissed his cheek and eyes without saying a word, the salty tears wet his clothes and flowed into his heart, he heard the gentle voice of the woman in his arms, "Jin Yu , you don't know...I can hug you now...I feel like the happiest woman in the world."
(End of this chapter)
The white jade is heavy and the tiles are heavy, and Qi Qi is sad.
Zhaoyan looked at the soul of the man in the blue shirt in front of her, tears overflowed from her eyes because of excitement, she stretched out her hand subconsciously but couldn't touch anything, she could only look at the transparent soul mottled with tears, "Jinyu, Jinyu ..."
Su Jinyu stretched out his hand, which was delicate and fair, and he pinned her hair scattered on her forehead behind her ears, his eyes were full of deep love, "Ayan, do you remember what I said to you that day?"
Zhaoyan was very thin, skinny, as if a gust of wind could blow her down, she almost stopped when she heard Jinyu's words, a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes, "Jinyu... I remember... You let me eat well... take good care of Huai Jin..."
Su Jinyu had a little smile in the corner of his eyes, and touched her cheek, wanting to wipe away the tears on her face, "Ayan, I don't want to see you cry, I never want to."
Zhaoyan hurriedly wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeve, and said nonchalantly, "Jinyu..."
With a smile on Su Jinyu's lips, she looked at the snow falling outside the hall, and the plum blossoms in the corner of the wall bloomed proudly again, just like the Mo Mei he gave her back then, "Ayan, wait for me."
His soul flew to the outside of the palace, looking at the red plum blossoms blooming in the corner of the palace wall, he unconsciously wanted to pick them, but his hand swept across the plum blossoms without touching anything, he sighed helplessly, "Useless is a scholar—"
Zichu covered his mouth and snickered, "Hey, Su Jinyu, you finally know what your elm head looks like!"
She is a person who holds grudges, and this scholar did not piss her off in the underworld. She really doesn't understand how Zhaoyan, who is as beautiful as a flower, likes this piece of wood.
When Su Jinyu saw her, it was like seeing a savior. Stars appeared in his eyes. He floated on the spot and smiled dryly, "Miss Zichu...I want to give this plum blossom to Ayan..."
The implication is that you help me.
Zichu walked to the plum tree, but instead of picking the plum blossoms, he folded his arms and looked at Su Jinyu with a funny face. He didn't pick the plum blossoms slowly until he saw that Su Jinyu's face was stiff. The pink petals exude a burst of fragrance.
"Miss Zichu...you are really the most beautiful woman in the world..." Su Jinyu looked at the plum blossom in her hand and blinked.
But Zichu didn't spit out a mouthful of blood. Is this still that pedantic scholar, "Su Jinyu, it's useless if I give it to you, and you can't take it..."
She finally understands why Zhaoyan likes this piece of wood, the wood with a silly look, maybe Zhaoyan loves his straightforward temperament.
"Miss Zichu, you are really the best woman in the world..." Su Jinyu began to tell the truth again, at least Zichu felt so in his heart.
Zichu glanced at him and said a formula in his mouth. The white robe swept across Su Jinyu's soul, turning into gusts of breeze. His soul gradually became clear, and he vaguely had a flesh and blood body. !"
"Miss Zichu, you are really the most beautiful and kind-hearted girl in the world!" Su Jinyu took the plum blossom and felt down-to-earth for the first time since his death. It blows and flutters.
Zhaoyan looked at the plum blossoms that had been grasped and couldn't see their original appearance, and she couldn't help but smiled, that smile came from the heart, without any adulteration, "Jinyu, you are going out to give me this ?”
Su Jinyu touched her head, with an apologetic expression on her face, "Ayan, I'll go and pick another one for you." As she said that, she wanted to go out again, and just as she turned around, Zhaoyan hugged him.
He felt the moisture from his back, and knew that she was crying again, and the slightest pain hit his heart, he held her tightly in his arms, and rubbed her face with some rough fingertips, "A Yan ,do not Cry."
Zhaoyan kissed his cheek and eyes without saying a word, the salty tears wet his clothes and flowed into his heart, he heard the gentle voice of the woman in his arms, "Jin Yu , you don't know...I can hug you now...I feel like the happiest woman in the world."
(End of this chapter)
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