Chapter 392

For a long time, Yao Sisi gave a sound and let Zuo pianfan's loving text go to the cold drops in the corners of her eyes and kiss her tears with her gentle lips bit by bit. She was unhappy. Yao Sisi lay on Zuo pianfan's shoulder. Maybe she was tired of crying and fell asleep on her shoulder. In her sleep, she was gently carried back to Biyuan's room by Zuo pianfan.

Gently put her on the bed, took off her shoes and socks, pulled on the quilt and covered her. Zuo pianfan took Yao Sisi's hand and sat aside. Looking at Yao Sisi's sleep, she murmured: "Si'er, I will love you and protect you. Don't negative me. I'm really afraid."

"You're drinking again. Why do you drink so much?"

Childe Luo saw the east wind broken, which was supported by several soldiers. He was full of wine and shouted, "give me wine, give me wine!"

He hurried over and set up Dongfeng Po in the pawn's hand. Some scolded, "what's the matter with you? She doesn't belong to you, so let go!"

"No, I won't let go, I won't let go."

Pushing aside the childe's fall, Dongfeng Po couldn't stand stably. He staggered and sat down on the ground. He looked at the childe and said, "why do you want me to give up? Do I deserve to be hurt by love all my life?"

"Wind breaks, feelings can't be forced. Why do you bother yourself so much?"

Angry to angry, childe Luo still went over and carried the east wind broken on the ground like a pile of mud to the bed in the house and lay down. He ordered his sleeping hole, "you have a good sleep!"

After the childe left, Dongfeng's broken eyes moved and murmured: "girl,... Girl

The sound of calling seems to have already crossed the space to the distant past life

Clusters of bright flowers gathered under the leaves, like countless butterflies, slightly spread their wings and stopped in the air. The breeze blew, bursts of flower rain fell down, and the mountains were like a big colorful quilt.

Yu Xueer stretched out her arms in the flowers and asked with a smile, "Shizi, do you like me?"

The king Shizi of Pingnan, dressed in Chinese clothes, looked at Yu Xueer very seriously and replied, "yes. Do you like me?"

"Cough... I know you're joking. Hehe, I'm going home. Brother Nie fan will be worried. See you next time."

Yu Xueer ran away with a guilty conscience.

The night is like a bucket of black paint. There is no wind. It is quiet and scary.

A man and a woman on the roof sat side by side with great interest, one holding a tile in his hand, beating together regularly, making a tinkling sound.

"Will you help me, son?"

"What's up?"

"Kill your majesty. She's my enemy."

Half a ring, I heard a male voice.

"OK, Xueer, I'll help you. You go home to me, right?"

"Hehe, I'll talk about it later..."

The world is vast and the autumn wind is depressed.

There was a cold corpse lying beside the cold grave. In his previous life, he stumbled over, holding his cold body, pale face and inaudible voice. The faint blood on his forehead made him feel the collapse of the earth. He held her tightly and called out in crazy despair. At that moment, he was more cold and sluggish sorting out her face. He knew that he didn't like mess at ordinary times , he tidied her up, combed her hair, raised her hand, and a white note. He thought she left him a letter, but he didn't want it to be left to her by another man.

He broke off her five fingers and held a note tightly in her five fingers. The note said impressively: "Xueer, I hope one day, I can still remember your quiet and good face; I hope one day, an encounter will come between you and me; I hope one day, you can no longer return to my arms with tears. Xueer, give up hatred!"

In his previous life, he suddenly laughed, choked with laughter and startled a group of birds. He hugged Yu Xueer's hand tightly, and his face was full of self mockery: "after all, you still didn't think of me and didn't give me a chance? Nie fan, why do you want to book her next life? I don't allow it, don't allow it."

She looked at the woman in her arms, looked up and wept, said low, but it was enough.

"Xueer, you are mine in the next life. I will never let you go."

He buried her and tore up the note written by Nie fan, but he sat in front of the grave, retired from the throne he had won, sat alone in front of the grave, whispered, and finally fell in front of the grave. He died in the same way, the same sadness and despair, and full of hope for the afterlife.

"You are mine in the next life. I will never be weak and let you go!"

"... don't let go of you... You!!"

This sentence was like a demon, constantly echoing in his mind. Even if he was ordered to sleep, Dongfeng broke into the magic barrier. He shook his head subconsciously and frowned tightly. He just couldn't wake up and get out of the cage he gave himself. The memory fragments in his mind constantly demonstrated all kinds of things in his previous life, all kinds of things in this life, and the same thing He refused again and again. His heart was very painful, very painful, and he was almost going to lose his intuition. It is not accurate to say that all the pain was just in his spirit.

Spring breeze and morning dew, the sun is as bright as washing.

Zuo pianfan pushed the door in and carried a plate with a tea bowl on it.

"Si'er, rinse your mouth. I have someone cook your favorite meal for you. Let's eat it later."

With that, Zuo pianfan smiled narrowly. He deliberately didn't mention yesterday, as if it hadn't happened at all.

"Well, good."

Yao Sisi smiled and remembered Zuo pianfan's hug last night. She knew that he was a little afraid that she would leave, so she hardly stopped all night, moved, took up the tea bowl and put it back.

Slender fingers kept rubbing on her face, and Zuo pianfan asked casually, "just now, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing, just wishful thinking."

"Hehe, Si'er, you have many ideas. If you don't understand anything, you can tell me."

She held her hand tightly in her own hand, and it was cold at the touch of her hand.

"Why is it so cold?"

Startled, he turned back and shouted outside, "go and get a thick coat for your wife!"

Looking at his concerned eyes, Yao Sisi smiled, "I'm fine. I'll be fine later."

"No, what if you catch a cold?"

Then Zuo pianfan took a dress from a little girl and threw it to Yao Sisi. He looked at Yao Sisi severely: "don't wear it."

She stared, "you're fierce!"

Pouted at Zuo pianfan, but put on his clothes, "I'm still staying. I'm hungry!"

"That's good," scraped her nose and smiled spoiled. "Let's go and have dinner."

Then, holding her hand, he pulled her up.

She smelled the faint lotus fragrance on Zuo pianfan. Yao Sisi secretly said that she had chosen what to say, so don't be sad. It's a big deal to find a better girl for Fengpo. When she thought of this, the color of depression disappeared and her eyes bent into a crescent moon.

As soon as I approached the dining room, Yao Sisi was silly. Is there any food here? Looked at Zuo pianfan suspiciously and said, "where's the meal?"

Zuo pianfan smiled mysteriously, "don't worry, there will be one soon."

As soon as he clapped his hands, several people came in and put down their things respectively. Finally, there was only a man dressed as a 50-year-old cook with big arms, round waist, a square long face and a kitchen knife in his hand. What are you doing?