Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 176 Traveling Through the Female Venerable (End)

"That's fine."

After saying this, Jun Luo lay down on the bed and fell asleep again.

When Mo Qing came back, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The sound of shallow breathing resounded in the bedroom, she was lying upright, not even covered by the quilt.

He smiled helplessly, bent slightly to cover her with the quilt, leaned over and pecked lightly on her red lips.

Lying down next to her, he hugged her slender waist, with a bit of worry in his eyes.

I heard that she missed a morning morning because she didn't want to get up, but I didn't expect her to be so lethargic.

Is it the drowsiness?
A look of doubt flashed in his eyes, he hugged her tightly and fell into a deep sleep.

.........

in a few days

Jun Luo quietly left before she and Mo Qing got married.

She died quietly.

It was in the middle of the night, her complexion didn't change much from usual, but there was a bit of imperceptible sadness between her brows and eyes, as if she knew that her time was running out.

She proposed for the first time that day that she wanted to marry Mo Qing early, and it was good that only the two of them knew about it.

That night, the candlelight was warm.

They changed into the wedding clothes they had prepared long ago.

Jun Luo put some lip balm on her lips, and there was a smile between her beautiful and delicate eyebrows.

The warm candlelight reflected on the bright red wedding dress, she stood up slowly, and walked step by step towards the person who had been gentle to her for half her life.

Mo Qing felt uneasy, but he didn't want to spoil her interest, so he pampered her in his arms and drank a glass of wine.

Jun Luo's red lips were stained with some crystal drops of water, making the lips moist and attractive.

Mo Qing couldn't hold it back, leaned over and kissed the lips, a slightly bitter taste spread in his mouth.

Before he asked if she had eaten something bitter, she quietly fell asleep in his arms.

There was a smile on the corner of her lips, and her beautiful eyebrows stretched out.

Absolutely beautiful.

He didn't speak, kissed the red lips again, and whispered in her ear: "Luo Luo, we haven't prayed to heaven and earth yet, why did you fall asleep?"

"How can you bear to leave me alone and go to sleep like this?"

Before waiting for her response, he didn't care, he hugged her and put her gently on the bed.

The blue hair was spread out, and the white face against it was as delicate as jade. His eyes paused slightly, and he lay beside her, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Lolo, good night."

.........

50 years later
The new emperor governed Xueling Kingdom in an orderly manner, and the country was safe and peaceful.

The story of Jun Luo and Mo Qing has become a beautiful but short-lived love story spread among the people.

In the small teahouse, there was a lot of commotion and noise.

"I heard that our late emperor and late empress are the two most beautiful people in Xueling Kingdom!"

"That's right! It's just a pity, I don't know what kind of disease I got, and I died before I got married!"

"The former queen is also missing, otherwise it would definitely be a good story!"

.........

The people at the table were chatting lively when a snow-white figure gradually approached.

The pure white veil slightly covered her face, and her hair was slightly white, but she could still see the stunning beauty of that year.

The people at the table looked at him blankly.

He looked down at the portraits in the hands of several people, and said slowly: "She is beautiful."

His voice was slightly hoarse.

The man at the table waved him away.

"Does it matter that the late emperor is beautiful? Don't tell others that we have this portrait!"

This is a great sin!
The man was driven away, and he took a few steps back slightly, staggering a bit.

When he turned around and left the small teahouse, he said with a sigh: "Look, Luo Luo, the flowers are blooming again."

Following his gaze, a small wild flower was quietly swaying in the wind.

"Lolo, how about I take you to see flowers from other countries?"

The fluffy words were blown away by the wind as if they had never appeared before.

A crystal teardrop fell on the little flower, causing the little flower to tremble slightly, as if it was also feeling sorry for him.

(End of this chapter)