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Chapter 159 The Prince Regent's routine is too deep (12)

Just as she finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at her pretty little face.

"My mother told me that when I was a kid."

Su Jiu'er didn't realize it for a while, but after she did, she smiled and said, "Then what are you thinking about, do you want to marry me?"

He looked at her face, and it gradually overlapped with the face of his mother in his memory.

She really looks like her own mother, whether it's speaking, acting or smiling.

Su Jiu'er originally continued to smile without hope, but she did not expect that the man who had always rejected her suddenly nodded slightly, and said "hmm" in a deep voice.

This time, Su Jiu'er was taken aback.

The evening wind blew, and the bamboo leaves scattered on them, as if there was a very beautiful sound.

The two looked at each other quietly.

"Then let's get married under such a beautiful sky tonight!"

Su Jiu'er was afraid that he would not admit what he had promised after tonight, so he directly proposed to get married tonight. Anyway, the raw rice was cooked, and he would definitely not be able to go back on his word.

"it is good."

A good word is like a spring breeze blowing a warmth, which is very pleasant to hear.

The two of them took the vast starry sky as evidence and made an oath hastily.

"Hold your hand and grow old with your son."

"I will live up to your lovesickness."

Under the night, inside the wooden house.

On the couch, he looked at her, stretched out his hand to caress her fair little face, his eyes were a little confused, and his tone was low: "Changge, don't you regret it?"

Su Jiu'er smiled, and her bright red lips moved slightly: "I don't regret it."

He slowly approached her, his sweet words were blocked, and what was left was a sweet breath.

There was a faint fragrance between her lips and teeth, which was the same as what he had smelled before. The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus was very pleasant and very sweet.

The candle beside the bed emitted a pale yellow flame, and he held her hand tightly, reluctant to let go.

His beautiful face was reflected in her pupils, as well as that beautiful throat that rolled up and down.

".Long Song"

In the end, the dazed Su Jiu'er no longer knew what he was talking about.

The temperature inside the house is slowly rising, the pale yellow candles are still burning slowly, the bamboo leaves are still falling outside the house, and the moon and stars in the sky are still shining brightly.

The next day, when Su Jiu'er got up, he was gone, and there was a piece of paper by the bedside.

There are very beautiful words written on the paper——

Changge, Xianggong went to teach today to earn money to support his family. There is breakfast just made this morning on the table. If it’s cold, you can warm it up. Never eat cold.Also. Sorry for hurting you last night.

Put pen to paper, Xianggong Hongyu.

Su Jiu'er looked at the words, with happiness that couldn't be concealed on her face, and she stuck the piece of paper on her face, smiling like a nympho.

Excited for a long time, Su Jiu'er looked at the food on the table, the food was still hot.

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Capital city, inside the palace.

The emperor sat on the throne and looked at the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty, but there was no one he wanted to see.

Longyan was furious: "Where's the regent?! Didn't I order the regent to return to the palace to see me immediately? How are you guys doing things? It's been a month and I haven't seen anyone!"

The ministers lowered their heads and trembled in their hearts: "Go back to the emperor, the regent has returned to the city, and the ministers have already sent people to look for the prince, and I hope the emperor will protect the dragon body."

Everyone knows that the emperor's favorite person is the regent.

Originally, the Prince Regent was the emperor's favorite candidate for the heir apparent, but the Prince Regent had been weak since he was a child. He searched all over the world for famous doctors, and they all said that the Prince Regent would not live to be twenty.

And this year the regent has turned [-], the emperor can't wait to bring him back, but according to the regent's sick and weak body, I'm afraid he won't have many days to come back.

As soon as the minister's words fell, a sharp eunuch's voice came from outside the door: "Regent-zheng-king, here!"

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