The Romance of Tiger and Rose

"Long...eldest sister..." Chen Xiaoqianmumu said, the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and the eyes that were originally crying red were dry and painful, as if there were no tears to shed.

Chen Yuanyuan sighed, then leaned over and took out a bronze mirror from the dark side of the table, and then handed it to Chen Xiaoqian.

Chen Xiaoqian didn't understand what Chen Yuanyuan meant, so he took it subconsciously.

Just now Chen Yuanyuan handed her a polished and very smooth bronze mirror, which was not much different from the mirrors commonly used by Chen Xiaoqian in modern times. Therefore, Chen Xiaoqian took it for a moment and saw that she was in the mirror. s face.

"Eldest sister, you...what do you mean?"

Chen Xiaoqian also understood that he was too excited just now, so he looked at Chen Yuanyuan blankly.

Seeing Chen Xiaoqian calm down, Chen Yuanyuan showed her first smile since she saw Chen Xiaoqian today. She said to Chen Xiaoqian: "Look at what you look like now. Is it what Han Shaojun wants to see?"

Following Chen Yuanyuan's words, Chen Xiaoqian subconsciously glanced at herself in the glasses again, but was quickly taken aback by herself.

At this time, the appearance of Chen Xiaoqian in the mirror is very strange even if Chen Xiaoqian sees it by herself, pale face, messy hair, red and swollen forehead and eyes like walnuts... All these no longer show Chen Xiaoqian at this time. The condition is bad.

Just now... she appeared in front of Han Shuo like this?

Remembering that Han Shuo just chatted and laughed with her without a trace of strangeness on her face, and seemed to want to make her happy, Chen Xiaoqian fell silent for a moment.

When Han Shuo was just injured, he told her that she couldn't see her crying most.

But she was so useless, she burst into tears like this! Chen Xiaoqian had many thoughts in his heart. After thinking for a while, he looked up at Chen Yuanyuan, "Elder sister, you..." What does this mean?

Chen Xiaoqian didn't ask about the latter words, but Chen Yuanyuan understood what Chen Xiaoqian meant.

Chen Yuanyuan said softly and slowly: "Although Han Shaojun is seriously injured now, you are the one he can't worry about the most. Before he said that he wanted to see you ascend to the seat of Huayuan City with his own eyes. You can still be self-reliant even when he is away. Now you are like this... Isn't it just making him worry about you for nothing?"

Hearing these words, Chen Xiaoqian seemed to be empowered, and he woke up instantly.

Now that Han Shuo is seriously injured, he is absolutely uncomfortable, but she just wants to drag him back, but for a period of time, she has turned herself into this look, let alone Han Shuo. Now, even if Chen Xiaoqian saw it by herself, she felt a little bit overwhelmed.

Seeing that Chen Xiaoqian could still hear her, Chen Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said again: "Qianqian, you are not young now. Now that the matter has reached an irreversible result, why not? Let it end more satisfactorily?

Qianqian, do you want Han Shaojun to worry about you in the last days? "

Hearing these words, Chen Xiaoqian felt uncomfortable in her heart, but at the same time, she knew that her reaction this time was a bit too extreme. It was obvious that Han Shuo was the one who was injured and dying, but she wanted Han Shuo to comfort him. She really is... Chen Xiaoqian can't find any words to describe her current mood. Although Chen Yuanyuan's words are not very pleasant, they are better than useful, and Chen Xiaoqian wakes up from confusion in an instant.

Just like Chen Xiaoqian liked to use mud to paste the neighbor’s garage door in the community when she was a child. After her parents tried to persuade her several times to no avail, they finally scolded her severely and took her to personally fix the neighbor’s garage door. The dirt on the ground was cleaned up, and he went to apologize to the neighbor.

Whether in modern times or in ancient times, Chen Xiaoqian is not a person who can be wronged, so he often forgets to consider the feelings of others.

Now Han Shuo's life is coming soon, whether it is Han Shuo himself, or City Lord Xuanhu and the wife of the City Lord, the pain in their hearts is not inferior to him, but he is still going crazy, so that everyone is worried about her.

Looking at the expression on Chen Xiaoqian's face, Chen Yuanyuan knew that Chen Xiaoqian had listened to her, so he smiled slightly, and then said to Chen Xiaoqian: "Qianqian, go and prepare for the succession ceremony three days later, I can see you It is Han Shaojun's wish to be the lord of the city."

"it is good."

Chen Xiaoqian nodded, thanking Chen Yuanyuan for waking her up today, so he bends over to Chen Yuanyuan solemnly, "Today...Thank you eldest sister..." "What are you saying between the sisters."

Chen Yuanyuan smiled indifferently and said to Chen Xiaoqian: "Go, stay with Han Shaojun more, don't let him worry about you."

Three days later, it was the day for Huayuan City Lord to take the throne, and the whole Huayuan City was very lively.

In the side room of the mansion of the city lord of Huayuan, the pale Han Shuo, supported by Chen Xiaoqian and Bai Ji, trembled on the bed, and stood with his head high.

Han Shuo still had injuries on his body and was very weak. He said weakly, "Bletilla striata, change my clothes."

Seeing this, Bletilla striata said embarrassedly: "Young Master..." Young Master was hurt like this, he should take care of him, if he is tired...Bletilla striata hardly dare to think about the next thing.

Han Shuo didn't care, and directly urged: "Go."

Chen Xiaoqian felt distressed and choked and said, "Why are you doing this?"

It's just a succession ceremony. Where is his body important?

Han Shuo looked at Chen Xiaoqian deeply, and said reluctantly: "I want to look at you as much as possible and keep in mind your appearance at the succession ceremony."

Bletilla on one side also brought Han Shuo's clothes and accessories.

Chen Xiaoqian personally helped Han Shuo put it on one by one, and finally Chen Xiaoqian helped Han Shuo organize the clothes on his chest and stroked Han Shuo's heart.

Han Shuo held Chen Xiaoqian's hand tightly, and the two of them were speechless.

Baiji and Zi Rui were quietly wiping their tears.

The atmosphere in the room did not have a hint of joy, but was extremely sad.

At noon, on the flower-filled square in front of the ancestor's ancestral hall, the flag of Huayuancheng was flying in the wind.

Pei Heng and other officials were respectful and solemn, lined up on both sides of the square, leaving a spacious passage in the middle. The passage was covered with bright red carpets leading to the lobby, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

The sacrificial officer standing on the high platform sang, "The succession ceremony of the city lord, now begins..." As soon as the voice fell, Chen Chuchu, with his hands tied up, appeared at the end of the passage, dressed in a Chinese dress and wearing a crown.