Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

That night, Nangong huaiyue took Chen Yan's body and went back to the carriage of the imperial capital. After getting on the carriage, Nangong huaiyue touched Chen Yan with her forehead, "Yan'er, my father is about to die. This time, he can really leave the cage of the imperial palace. When he is settled down, I will take you to see him, and you can also calculate a worry."

Nangong huaiyue can vaguely recall the past.

The sweetness of the past, but now only into bitterness. How sweet it was, how bitter it is now.

Some people say that love is wearing poison.

He didn't believe it, but now he really understood.

There will always be a person, let him remember, he likes, he will like. He is sad, he is sad. He is in pain. He is even more painful than 10000 points.

"Tai Fu, you and I don't want to take a wife in this life, just two of us, OK?"

"Good."

"Tai Fu's lips are so sweet. Can I have a taste?"

"Good."

"Today, there is a minister who wants to propose marriage to Tai Fu again. After hearing this, he just refuses. Is that ok?"

"Good."

"Will Yueer marry me? This life, the same bed for life and the same hole for death? "

"Good."

"Can the moon call me husband?"

"Good."

“……”

If Chen Yan asked him these questions again, he would certainly say yes, instead of worrying about others as he did at the beginning.

His words are always so frank to him. His eyes always like to put their loving eyes on themselves, and they will be dazzled when they often look at him.

If only his words were still there

If he is still there, they may be able to adopt a child from the side branch. The child calls his father and his father. This child belongs to both of them, just like an ordinary couple. He teaches children martial arts. He teaches them poetry. They hug each other and sleep. There are many things they can do in the future

Unfortunately, his words are no longer there In this way, he left him alone. In this world, he had to deal with some trivial matters before he could accompany him on the road. He was afraid that his words would be lonely on the road and would not wait for him

When he arrived at the prince's house, Nangong huaiyue took Chen Yan out of the carriage. At that moment, the snow covered the sky and even lost his eyes.

In the early spring, the snowflakes were beautiful, but the man closed his eyes, all of which seemed meaningless.

Nangong huaiyue suddenly looks back, and the apricot tree planted outside the mansion has already blossomed. The pale apricot flowers seem to blend with the snowflakes, regardless of you and me. He remembered that Chen Yan would run to the apricot tree to drink wine secretly when he was bored in the mansion. Sometimes when he had a good drink, he would forget that he fell down from the tree, so he rushed to catch him steadily with the fragrance of wine mixed with the fragrance of apricot flowers.

He always put his arm around his neck and called out in a soft voice: "Tai fu..."

He asked him, since he liked the apricot tree, why did he plant it outside the house? He always teases the cat or cricket, casually picks the eyebrow to reply: "I am locked here is enough, why suffer it."

In fact, what he knew was that Chen Yan never wanted to be a prince. What he preferred was a life of his own. But when Chen Yan said this, he still felt a pain in his heart.

He asked him why he liked the apricot tree? The smile on his face was even more thick. "Naturally, the apricot tree has beautiful flowers, its pale white petals are not stained with a trace of filth, and the fragrance is light but it enters people's heart. When the flowers fall, the fruit is more delicious. There is no reason not to like it. "