Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 191
A lonely room, sorrow and joy, each intertwined.

The smoke is graceful, and the lingering silver pheasant incense burner is dense like mist. It seems that the pain in the world is incomprehensible, and the dark fragrance is self-contained.

Ying Xun stood upright, hugging Lu Huan tightly with both hands, as if he was hugging the most precious treasure in the world, his handsome face shone with a brilliant light of love, and his eyes smiled brightly, as if he had never regretted dying, but also smiled warmly in spring The flowers bloom, laughing so that life is like pearls, laughing so that the whole room is moved, stunned by it, ecstasy for it, and quietly shed tears for it.

He, like an unknown hero, suddenly, everyone remembered him: Ying Xun.

With his bright red blood, he turned the thunderous momentum into a lingering affection for his children, and he was able to relieve the Zhuo family's extremely dangerous situation with little effort.

Kuyi knelt under the jade hall, and her bright eyes focused on the passionate and beautiful young man, just like the bohemian Feng Chunyi five years ago. He was also dressed in white clothes and had warm eyes. For love, they would do anything at all , Death must also make people remember his existence.

Ying Xun, he really loves Lu Huan.

However, his love is doomed to sacrifice the beautiful woman.

Bitter Job's tears once again felt sad and sad, perhaps it is extremely difficult to have a couple who are happy with each other in this world.

I hope that next time, such a tragic scene will not appear before my eyes.

She suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, her proud waist was suddenly bent and sunk by the cruelty and ice, and she sank to a corner where others couldn't see, licking the pain alone and healing herself.

A smoke of gunpowder extinguished with blood.

The Prime Minister flicked his sleeves and went away angrily.

The King of Lujiang took Lu Huan and Ying Xun away, maybe it would be great to let them stay together, and it would be great to have someone to relieve her boredom and worries in that lonely world.

Maybe in the next life, they can also sleep together.

Heroes don’t ask where they come from, love doesn’t ask whether they are high or low, and being loving and righteous is a beautiful temperament.

And Jieqi Garden was instantly regarded as an ominous place by the Zhuo family.

The third young lady, Kuyi, who hadn't seen her for many years, became even more beautiful and clean. She was humble and submissive, bowing her head and heart. Although she didn't seem to remember the names of dozens of wives, she was polite and charming. It is different from the legendary unscrupulous cloud mud.

Although Huainan Wang Wengzhu has rectified her name, she is still a dirty and rebellious daughter in Zhuo's family.

Since she came out of self-imprisonment, incidents happened one after another in the Zhuo family, which almost brought catastrophe to the peaceful gardens, making the wives hate the dark life.

Every day in front of the gate of Jieqi Garden, the angry household dirt piled up like a mountain. Shui Su and others cleaned it up, and within half an hour, it gathered into a small hill again.

Fortunately, it was autumn, otherwise the smell would be overwhelming, even so, it would be enough for them to suffer.

Although Xionghuang stepped forward to stop her, the effect was minimal. Although she married the young master of the Zhuo family not long ago, Zhuoyue lived in Juhuanyuan, and Xionghuang lived in Ruyiwu. Is elated.Naturally, even her majestic lord is not taken seriously.Furthermore, the dirt is thrown in a surprise attack without people knowing it.

Anyway, they have a lot of leisure time, and they can't find the mastermind.

Zhuoyou didn't care about it, and it's been a long time since he set foot on the threshold of Qiyuan.

Xiuyu Jianhuang is left to watch from the sidelines, only watching a good show.

Huanyan stomped her feet angrily: "Miss, I'll fight with them."

"Huanyan, don't embarrass the miss." Jin Li glanced at her with bright eyes, picking flowers and plants freely in her hands, and was as quiet as usual.

Shui Su sighed, frowned slightly, and looked at Kuyi, she was weaving a peacock hairpin.

(End of this chapter)