Help!The god of war is in love with me

Chapter 392 Do you have any regrets?

The scene of them cuddling each other made her feel both familiar and strange, but at this moment, there was nothing warmer than a hug.

Shen Zhiyue asked: "If I don't go out, do you really plan to sit there all night?"

"Want to hear the truth?" Bai Mingyu asked.

Shen Zhiyue turned her head to look at him, thinking she wants to hear lies now? !
Bai Mingyu straightened his attitude: "You usually don't come out in the second half of the night."

So he only kept watch in the first half of the night, thinking he was so stupid to keep watch all night.

Shen Zhiyue tilted her head and looked at the deep dark circles under his eye sockets on the side of his face. He must not have slept well these days.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words. This is your child too, and the pain in your heart is not much less than mine."

Listening to her words, Bai Mingyu couldn't stop trembling all over. He was indeed in pain, but compared to her, his pain was nothing.

"Yue'er, it's this king who should say I'm sorry. This king doesn't even know you're pregnant."

Shen Zhiyue said: "You're not a doctor, how could you know, it's me."

She is already a mother, but she doesn't know the child. It would be great if she was more careful.

Bai Mingyu tightened his arms distressedly, and hugged her even tighter: "Yue'er, stop making trouble, okay?"

They can't solve the problem by torturing each other, he will definitely use the entire Feng clan to bury the child.

"Okay." She sighed silently in her heart. It is simply unrealistic to worry about losing at this time.

"When we return to the capital, it will be New Year's Eve."

"Okay." Shen Zhiyue counted the time, it took a while for them to come out this time.

When the sun cleared the next day, they packed their things, Shen Zhiyue looked at Xiaocui: "Do you want to go back to the capital for the wedding, or here?"

Xiao Cui secretly looked at Yan Zheng's back, she was still not sure if he would marry her, and they seemed to have returned to their previous state after getting along these days.

Shen Zhiyue noticed her eyes, blew the tea in the cup cold, and said slowly: "If you want to ask his opinion, I can help you."

"Then get rid of Zhiyue."

Xiaocui grabbed her wrist gratefully, got up and went back to the room to pack her things.

Shen Zhiyue's body was still very weak, and her voice seemed weak: "Yanzheng, come here."

Bai Mingyu's eyes fell on her: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I just want to talk to someone."

"My king will chat with you."

Bai Mingyu put down the things in his hands, how could he let other men approach her.

Shen Zhiyue stretched out her hand and pushed him: "I can't talk about this matter with you."

"..."

Yanzheng put down the things in his hands and walked towards her. During this time, she almost tortured a group of people to death, and everyone was worried whether she would stay out of the room for the rest of her life.

At the same time, it must be admitted that during this period of time, she managed to whet everyone's appetites, regardless of Xiaocui's or Yu Cong's skills, they could barely fill their stomachs.

He even began to miss the former Shen Zhiyue, and he seemed to regard cooking as a hobby, and the things he made were always full of surprises.

Bai Mingyu sat her on the other side of her, and his expression suddenly became not very good.

Shen Zhiyue didn't care about Bai Mingyu, and asked Yanzheng directly: "What do you think about the wedding between you and Xiaocui, is it in the capital or here?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, she continued: "If I can do it for you in the capital, invite all your former friends over here. If it's here, we can simply have a meal together."

Yanzheng was thinking of those so-called friends. After the accident in Yan's family, they avoided each other like snakes and scorpions. When he revealed his identity, no one of them asked for confirmation. They all satirized him as a dead person to bluff.

He even had his servants beat him and throw him into an alley full of rancid water, surrounded by jokes.

"I think it's good to be simple, and Xiaocui's hometown is also here."

When they get married, he wants to meet his father-in-law with Xiaocui, so it's convenient here.

Bai Mingyu heard that they were really talking about something, and it was really impossible to tell him about it, so he got up to pack his things.

"Then let's do it tonight. It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. The longer you delay, the less changes will happen." Shen Zhiyue said.

Yanzheng hid his hands under the table, and pulled the hem of his clothes tightly. He still doesn't know how to talk to Xiaocui about the part he concealed.

Shen Zhiyue saw that he kept silent, and couldn't help frowning: "I think today is too hasty? Don't worry, I have been preparing things for you one after another before, and there is nothing missing tonight."

Xiao Cui hurried out to express her opinion: "No haste, I think Zhiyue is right."

The longer the time, the more she worried that he would go back on his word, and she felt particularly insecure.

Shen Zhiyue looked at the two brothers of the Yu family: "I don't know much about your marriage here, so I will leave it to you to prepare. I have prepared longan, peanut and melon seed candies."

Yu Cong and Yu Qing looked dumbfounded, they have no experience in this field, is it plausible that big men don't think about defending their family and country, and study getting married every day.

Bai Mingyu was the only one present who was married: "This matter is still prepared by me."

Shen Zhiyue didn't have any objection: "Okay, I'll leave this matter to you."

Everyone went to prepare for the wedding banquet tonight. Xiaocui was in the room, taking out the wedding dress she made, touching the needlework on it, her cheeks flushed and her face full of happiness.

It's great that she can finally marry the person she likes.

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Yan was sitting next to her, his flesh sticking together, his ugly palms rubbing against the fabric of his thighs, and he looked very nervous.

"I, I have something to tell you."

Xiaocui grabbed his hand and pushed him to the door: "You can't see each other on the wedding day, you go out quickly."

Yan put his hands against the door that was about to close: "This matter must be said now."

Seeing that he was very serious, Xiaocui relaxed her grip a little: "What do you want to tell me?"

"I, I actually."

Yanzheng raised his eyes and bumped into her pure ones, the words came to his lips, but he couldn't continue.

Xiaocui looked at him curiously, what is it?
Yanzheng took out a piece of cloth from his waist and handed it to her: "This is my mother's thing, I give it to you."

She stretched out her hand to take it. It was a golden hairpin with a gorgeous style. She always felt that his status was extraordinary, and his mother's things proved this point, but it was all in the past. Want to grow old together with him.

"It's very beautiful. I will wear it to marry you tonight." Xiao Cui pulled the hairpin and closed the door.

At night, the surroundings were very quiet, Shen Zhiyue was cooking a big table of delicious dishes in the kitchen, and Bai Mingyu took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Aren't you too tired, take a rest."

"I'm not tired. We only get married once in a lifetime. I don't want them to have any regrets."

Bai Mingyu thought that their wedding was persecuted by the emperor, so he did it perfunctorily: "Is there any regret for Yue'er to marry this king?"

(End of this chapter)