Group favorite little milk bag, I am the most arrogant cub in the whole dynasty

Chapter 1027 The answer back then

"Where's Hao Jing?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

"Of course he is reading." Tang Xian also knew that the child was preoccupied, so he was naturally like Tang Xiu.

"It's so lively. Why should he hide in the house and read some books? Let's combine work and rest and leave."

Fu Jiujiu blinked, and the two of them climbed over the wall and went to Tang Xian's house next door.

After Fu Jiujiu fell, he looked at his flower that had been torn off and only had leaves left, and his heart bleeds.

Tang Xian rubbed her face, and Fu Jiujiu just smiled helplessly. However, she had so many nephews, and if every good-looking girl he saw had to grab her by the balls, then it would be okay. He might as well find a way later.

Tang Haojing was fascinated by reading books. He couldn't see these books outside, only Tang Xian had them here. They related to astronomy and geography. In short, they were something that opened his eyes.

Unfortunately, while I was engrossed in reading, Fu Jiujiu and Tang Xian kicked me out to play.

What to play?

Just a bunch of little kids.

"Uncle Qi, I won't go. They are just kids. They just know how to run away. It's boring." Tang Haojing wanted to take the book back from Fu Jiujiu.

Fu Jiujiu deliberately refused to give it to him, "Studying is important, but you can't sit in the room reading all day long. You need to rest, otherwise your eyes will be damaged."

"Uncle Seven..." Tang Haojing had no choice but to ask Tang Xian for help.

However, Tang Xian also felt that Tang Haojing could not stay in the house all the time.

Tang Haojing had no choice but to climb over the wall and go to the next door.

Tang Xian looked at the polished clean and smooth wall, "Jiujiu, I think we need to open a door from now on."

Fu Jiujiu nodded, it was necessary.

"Let's go play." Fu tweeted.

Tang Haojing frowned deeply, looking bitter and resentful. He was about to say what fun could a group of brats have, but he didn't expect that there were a few more little girls in the Fu family's yard today.

All of them have bright eyes and white teeth, eyes like stars, and they are incredibly beautiful.

Quiet, lively, and ignorant.

Fu Jiujiu blinked at him, "Am I good to you?"

Tang Haojing cleared his throat, "I don't know what you are talking about."

"I don't know what I'm talking about, why are you blushing."

"I...I'm so hot that I won't tell you anymore." After Tang Haojing finished speaking, he quickly left Fu Jiujiu.

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Capital City, Qingshan Tomb.

Tang Yin saw that there were unburned incense candles, a pot of old wine, and three cups in front of Jin Xing's grave.

She looked around and saw rolling green mountains and green grass, but she knew that Shen Yuetong was here.

"Yuetong, since you are here, why hide."

Shen Yuetong hid behind a tree. Today was Jin Xing's birthday. She didn't expect Tang Yin to come. After all, she had the King of the Northern Desert by her side. How could she tell her husband to pay homage to her childhood sweetheart?
However, Tang Yin still came.

"Yuetong, you brought three cups, which means you still recognize me. Why can't you see me now?" Tang Yin didn't know where she was hiding, so he just shouted to the surroundings.

"Stop shouting." Shen Yuetong walked out helplessly. She also heard the noise and saw people dressed in Bei Mo following Tang Yin.

"Yuetong!" Tang Yin was about to rush over excitedly.

But the mountains are not as good as the ground after all, and Tang Yin is a pampered and delicate woman. Seeing that she was about to fall, Shen Yuetong frowned and said impatiently, "Stand there and wait for me."

Tang Yin curled his lips, "Okay."

It was the same when she was a child. She was timid and couldn't climb high. The first time she climbed, she fell and had a nosebleed. After that, she was so scared that she never dared to mess around again. "Why are you here? Does your man know you are here?" Shen Yuetong's cold words concealed concern for her Tang Yin.

Tang Yin nodded, "He knows."

Shen Yuetong frowned, more in disbelief, "Is your man the King of the Northern Desert? You don't mind? Or is it that he doesn't know..."

"He knows, he accompanied me to meet Jin Xing."

Tang Yin turned to look at the tomb, feeling sad in his heart. He was destined to be in this life, but he didn't know if he would have the chance to meet him in the next life.

"When? Have you seen him?"

Tang Yin nodded and asked the maid beside him to wait for her further away.

"The last person he saw before he died was me."

"Is it you?" Shen Yuetong had thousands of emotions rushing into her heart at once, and even she couldn't tell why tears welled up in her eyes.

"It's me. Back then, A Xian and Jiu Jiu went to Bei Desert to send me news. I knew that Jin Xing was seriously ill, so the king took me to Bei Di. Because of the special circumstances, this matter was suppressed. News It has not been reported back to the capital."

Shen Yuetong wiped away her tears, bold and stubborn, "Then... he should be satisfied. After guarding you for so many years, he finally has a chance to see you."

Shen Yuetong glanced at Jin Xing's tombstone.

Tang Yin took a deep breath, "Yuetong, he said he would be sorry for you in this life."

"That's not necessary!" Shen Yuetong sniffed, "What does the matter between you two have to do with me? He has nothing to apologize to me..."

"Yuetong, I'm sorry."

Shen Yuetong seemed a little irritable and didn't want to hear this.

"He finally asked me, if there was an afterlife, and there was no national justice and not so much, would I choose him?"

"Nonsense, of course I choose." Shen Yuetong said, "He is so good to you, he..."

"Yuetong, my answer is no." Tang Yin looked into her eyes and said.

"Why? You owe him this life. Why can't you promise him in the next life? He's going to die. Can't you make him happy?"

Tang Yin suddenly held her hand, "Yuetong, listen to what I have to say."

"He said fine, he didn't want to wait for me anymore. He said he was sorry for someone, and if there was an afterlife, he wanted to make it up to her."

Tang Yin let go of his hand, and something fell into Shen Yuetong's hand.

Her eyes were full of surprise at the silky touch.

Tang Yin looked back, as if Jin Xing was standing there, "He asked me to hand this to you personally, and now I have fulfilled my promise to him."

Shen Yuetong lowered his head, and in his hand was a sword spike made by her own hands.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the sword spikes danced in the wind, and slowly climbed up her wrist, like a gentle big hand caressing her.

Shen Yuetong's tears fell instantly, and Tang Yin turned around and picked up the wine glass on the ground.

One cup was handed to Shen Yuetong, one cup was kept for himself, and the other cup was left in front of Jin Xing's tombstone.

Shen Yuetong didn't remember how she got back. When she came to her senses, it was already dark.

She still held the sword spike in her hand, and heard what Tang Yin said in her ears.

She... didn't know if she had wrongly blamed Tang Yin.

The next day, she held the horse and looked back at the almost deserted Shen Mansion. She was about to leave when she heard someone shouting.

"Sister Shen, where are you going? Aren't you staying for a wedding drink?"

(End of this chapter)