Di Xuan quietly watched Shuyi go away with the painting heart, and laughed at Shuyi's hostility.

Wuxinju doesn't welcome him, but his thoughts seem to have been remembered by someone.

Even if he doesn't go, she'll come again.

Halfway through, the night was dark

Because it is Chinese New Year's Eve, the lights of thousands of homes are lit up.

The red lanterns are winding like silk, and the vermilion flames are swaying, and they are as agile as flying.

In the dark sky, Shuyi stood in the wind with the heart of painting, overlooking Kunyu. Such a grand celebration of the whole world is just like the fireworks of the prosperous world of red makeup he gave her on the day of their wedding.

"Xin'er, have you ever regretted marrying this king?" In the wind howling, Shuyi's voice was close to his ears.

"I regret it. "The answer is subtle.

Although she answered quickly, she also thought carefully.

Even now, her heart still prefers to be more with the light and dust.

If she chooses someone to die of old age, she will choose dust.

If she chooses someone to live up, she would rather be Shuyi.

And her marriage, in the end, is a disappointment, and she can't grow old together.

She once regretted marrying him instead of Chenchen, but now she is glad that it was he who harmed and saved Chenchen.

Shuyi naturally understood that she didn't regret that she valued him more now, but she didn't know her twists and turns, so her heart was hot, and she couldn't help but say, "Xin'er, thank you." ”

Huaxin was stunned for a moment, lowered his weak eyebrows, and replied, "I'm sorry." ”

I'm sorry, in her heart, she selfishly left the quiet years to the dust, and what was left to him was only life and death.

I'm sorry, the rest of her life is too short, the future is too dark, and she doesn't even know if she will live to see the sun tomorrow.

However, at least for now, she is still by his side, which can be regarded as making up for the emotional debt to him.

These three words that are out of place obviously make Shuyi pile up black lines. But he didn't have time to think about it, and he had already reached the point where he had no intention of living.

Unintentionally, everything was prepared, but King Yi and the princess could not be found everywhere, and everyone was in a hurry.

Apart from......

"My mother, I went crazy and ran out, and my father went out to chase after me. Xiao Qingchu sat alone at the banquet table, looking at the table full of delicacies, his eyes were shining, as if the "crazy" mother was picked up by him.

The hungry children of the early Qing Dynasty leaned down on the table and buried their faces in sipping soup, and the dog-licking way of eating was really miserable.

He saw that everyone was waiting, and muttered without raising his head while gluttony, "You all sit down and eat, don't wait, it is estimated that my father can't outrun my mother, and he won't be able to chase him back for a while, and it's crazy to chase him back, and he can't eat." ”

After talking for a while, he found ......

How can it be so quiet?

It's so quiet!

No one paid any attention to him!

On weekdays, he keeps calling him the little prince, but how come no one has ever taken what he says as a little prince......

Qing Chu didn't raise his head and reached out to touch the Baiwei cake, touching it...... Touched the ...... Suddenly, the palms of my hands were cold and empty......

Who is so bold as to dare to shoot his sweet cake!

At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, Xiao'er raised his face angrily, with a three-leaf green coriander sticking to his forehead, and glared angrily, but he was desperate to find that the person holding his sweet cake was going to die or not, so coincidentally, it was his father who had just laughed at him who couldn't catch up with his mother.

"Uh......" Qing Chu'er's eyes blinked, and he gasped.

Look at this cold-faced prince's complexion, it seems that the person who came is not good...... Was he beaten up by his mother again......

Shuyi put the painting heart down from his arms, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Qing Chu, smiled with bad intentions, stretched out his hand to remove the food on Qing Chu's children's table one by one, and specially picked his favorite withdrawal.

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