The Seventh Bride of President

But Mo Siyu knew that when the mountain road was clear, it might be time for the ice and snow to melt. At that time, even if he took the water and drifted directly along the water, he could get out of the moon city. There was no need to bypass the rugged mountain road...

Mo Siyu was a little upset.

Chu Chu said that he let the guard go out. "I should have sent brother Yu to leave earlier, and I would not have trapped brother Yu here at this time."

Mo Siyu sighed: "this is probably the will of heaven."

...

the priesthood.

Zhuang Qingyun truthfully reported: "high priest, Yumo has been blocked at the foot of the mountain. She has gone back with the little master of Chu family.

However, the dead bodies we hid under the canyon were found, and some of the fish we fed were caught by the Chu family and brought back to the Chu family....

Qin Wuyan, with a light face and a low head, still seriously dealt with the documents in his hand: "what's going on in the Chu family?"

"no, not for the time being. It's just more than 20 guards who are cleaning the road. Now it's very cold. By evening, the road has been frozen and the shovels are not digging. Until the guards of Chu house have repaired the roads, it is estimated that they will wait until next spring, when the ice and snow melt." Zhuang Qingyun asked, "high priest, when are you going to take doctor Yu to the mansion to treat his wife?"

"No hurry." Qin speechless voice no wave, light voice said: "the new year is coming soon, at least we have to wait until people happy to finish the new year."

After that, he put down his pen, looked at the woman lying on the chair with eyes closed, raised his hand and stroked her cheek: "Madam always attaches importance to a member of the family, and does not like to be disturbed by outsiders during the Lantern Festival. Just pass it as usual.

When it's warmer, it's not too late to invite Mr. Yu to the mansion. "

Zhuang Qingyun heard the speech and nodded: "yes!"

After quitting the study, he closed the door of the study again.

The sun is warm in winter.

Shining in from the glass window, it fell on the woman's face as white as snow, adding a seeper.

The woman had no make-up, her long hair came down, and she was only wearing a plain white cotton padded jacket with a waist pinched. Her beautiful face was a little sad.

Qin Wuyan's warm palm gently rubbed on the woman's delicate cheek and looked at the woman's lips for a while. He couldn't help but hold the person up and put it on his knee. His thin lips kissed the woman's Lavender lips and whispered: "Xiao Yu, we can start again soon. Are you happy?"

The woman leaned in Qin's silent arms.

There was no response, no temperature, not even a heartbeat.

The whole priesthood house is like an antique covered with the dust of the times. It is engraved with the memory of ten years ago, just to keep the people who should have rested ten years ago.

...

the Hu family.

After a violent cough stopped in the bedroom, there came a girl's low cry.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet." Mrs. Hu gasped.

"Look, ma'am!" The girl unfolded the snow-white silk cloth in her hand, which was startling and scarlet. "Your cough is getting more and more serious.

The young master personally took people to the saint's palace and found the young lady. I heard that the young lady never saw the young master at all....

"beast, if I hadn't heard it, I wouldn't have known that the beast had such a human face and a beast heart, and my daughter would have been the one to think about it." Hu Fu was so popular that he patted the bed board: "thanks to me, I sent my daughter to the saint's palace to pave the way for the Hu family."

Maybe she was very angry. After that, Mrs. Hu coughed violently again