Chapter 1045： It's too late to pretend to be cute 72

Chu Ci looked at his darkened face and curled the corners of his lips again, "Isn't it about time to get married? There is still a year and a half, can't stand it for a year and a half?"

Concubine Lan was indeed a more suitable day to discuss with Chu Ci before, and it is definitely too late to prepare. If the emperor cannot survive this winter, then the whole country will have to watch the funeral for one year, so one and a half years later is the most suitable day. time.

No matter who Chu Ci's husband-in-law was in the end, the wedding was planned to be held at that time.

"It's been more than a year, soon." Chu Ci patted his shoulder with a smile in his eyes.

Su Yu looked at Chu Ci's face in silence for a long time, and retorted very quietly and quickly, "...Hurry up."

Where did you go to study this?

Chu Ci couldn't help but raised his hand and patted the man's forehead, "Spouting?"

"……No."

It sounds wronged.

Chu Ci couldn't help laughing, with his head still on his chest.

The hair was scattered around, her face was soft and beautiful, and she smiled as if the stars were in her eyes. It was really beautiful.

In the end, Su Yu couldn't help but lowered his head and touched Chu Ci's forehead. Without a word, he heard Chu Ci call him with a smile.

"Su Yu."

"Yep?"

"fiancé?"

"……Yep!"

‘Su Yu’s love value is +1, currently 99. ’

After the two talked, the distance between them became less.

Was tricked into pour the bowl of bitter soup into Chu Ci.

Seeing Chu Ci fluttering with teeth and dancing claws in his arms, he didn't want to drink, and even said that the imperial doctor had deliberately retaliated against her, Su Yu with a gentle smile on his face, unquestionably poured all of Chu Ci down.

Then, after putting a candied fruit in Chu Ci's mouth, he hiccuped while watching Chu Ci holding the candied fruit aggrievedly, and finally he didn't wait to see him holding the quilt and shrinking into it.

The two had indeed been arguing for a long time, and the imperial doctor said that they wanted Chu Ci to rest well.

Su Yu experienced this feeling of being hung in the air all afternoon, and felt a bit hungry and exhausted. He did not make trouble with Chu Ci anymore. He lay down on the bed like this and hugged Chu Ci into his arms from behind Chu Ci.

After Chu Ci churned for a while, he still didn't let go, and said something to rest.

Hearing the exhaustion in his voice, Chu Ci didn't say much, and closed his eyes while holding the quilt.

It's just that this night is destined to be not peaceful.

The bell from the imperial city rang nine times.

The silence was broken all at once.

Su Yu opened his eyes at the first sound of the bell, raised his hand to cover Chu Ci's ears, and quietly listened to the bell.

The corners of his lips bend slightly.

He swept Chu Ci into his arms and buried her face in her chest. This was a look in the direction of the imperial city.

In the Beiji Dynasty, the bell rang nine times, representing the death of the emperor of this dynasty.

Originally, Su Xiaotian seemed to be able to live longer, but he didn't expect that he would not survive today.

Su Yu thought this way, but didn't have any other expressions. She adjusted her posture while holding Chu Ci in her arms and fell asleep again.

By the early morning of the next day, the imperial city was already fried, the emperor had just passed away from illness, and the eldest prince and his mother had already noticed that something was wrong.