Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1894 The story is long.

Xue Gu often thought afterwards that the world is actually quite bitter. He has been wandering for so many years, and he has never experienced the slightest joy.

It was only at the moment when he found her that he realized that there were still romances in the world.

"What kind of existence were you by Fo Ling's side before?" Sang Ling looked at Xue Gu with serious eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Also, what's your name?"

You don't need to think about it, Xue Gu is an extraordinary existence beside Fo Ling.

She wanted to know if there was an existence like Shaoyi.

"I?"

Xue Gu picked up the tone. In fact, he didn't know who he was. In charge of fire."

"My name is Zhuohua!"

When he said the name, his voice became very soft, and there was a lot of unspeakable melancholy in it.

The name was chosen by her herself.

"Zhuohua Zhuohua, the peach blossoms, the scorching blossoms..."

Sang Ling raised her eyes and looked at Xue Gu, her eyes were like stars and the moon, and she smiled with her lips: "This is her, best wishes for you."

"Yeah, at that time, her soul hadn't returned yet."

Xue Gu smiled so much that he bent his eyes, smiled warmly and coolly, and lowered his eyes to straighten his sleeves. The sleeves were embroidered with golden lotus flowers intertwined with manzhushahua, which was shockingly beautiful.

He went to the Protoss very early. At that time, the Protoss had not had the change of stars, the change of sun and moon, the change of cold and heat, and the cycle of seasons.

Birth and death are fixed, how many years one lives and how many years one dies.

So in the long years, he witnessed that the Buddha spirit made the protoss shift the stars, and have the four seasons of cold and heat. The protoss in that appearance are no different from the human world he saw in the water mirror.

But despite that, the gods still live carefully.

Very sad.

Sang Ling asked gently: "What about Shaoyi, how did he come to Buddha Ling?"

"It's a long story..."

Xue Gu squinted his eyes, and chatted with Sang Ling about the stories hidden in time, from the other side of the sky, across the River of Forgetfulness, through the four seasons of cold and heat...

Five days before Qin Zhiyu and Song Chen's wedding, the theater troupe from the capital went to Jiangling City for a tour, and Fu Yuejun, who was embroidering at home that day, was invited to the Shili foreign market.

A big show was being sung on the stage, and a handsome young man in the audience, after seeing Fu Yuejun, raised his hand to salute her: "I have seen Miss Fu Jiu."

"Isn't this the Fourth Young Master Yuan?"

Fu Yuejun raised his eyes and looked carefully at the man in front of him, and said with a cool smile: "Is the Yuan family in such a miserable state now? The fourth son of Yuan is singing with the troupe."

She thought Yuan Weiting would let his cronies come, but she didn't expect him to let his son come.

The person in front of him is Yuan Kerui, the fourth son of Yuan Weiting.

Although this man seems gentle and polite, he is actually a typical playboy, useless in himself, but ambitious, and even compared himself to Yongzheng when his father was restored.

Yuan Kerui smiled softly: "Ninth girl is a busy person with a high status. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to see the girl."

Alluding to her, Fu Yuejun was oppressive, and he had to do this to ask to see her.

"Yeah, I am in charge of Jingchu, and I manage a lot of things every day. Naturally, not just anyone can see it." Fu Yuejun fiddled with his nails as if nothing had happened, and smiled harmlessly.

Seeing that Yuan San was still standing, Fu Yuejun frowned and made a gesture of invitation: "Sir, sit down."

Yuan Kerui sat down politely, and said with a slight smile, "I heard that the nine girls got married a while ago, and my father was busy with work, so he couldn't come here to congratulate in person, so he sent me to prepare a small gift, and wish the girl a happy wedding."

(End of this chapter)