Dressed as a sick and charming emperor's uncle's palm pet

Chapter 192 Fuchen's past: she has always been her, and he only has her

Father is seriously ill.

She remembered this scene, although she had traveled through it for a long time, it was not yet time for the plot, so she kept trying to hide her face, but the emperor was seriously ill and as a 'Prince', she had to show up before she knelt down Go to a corner behind the crowd to reduce the sense of presence.

But Chu Jiangsu, who had long been the Marquis of Chu Ling, recognized her immediately.

Shu Nuo floated in the air and looked at the scene below. The weak emperor was as thin as a stick, lying flat on the dragon couch with air coming and going, like an old tree man who lost moisture and was about to die.

Kneeling in the front row are the prince and his relatives.Behind him are the courtiers wearing official uniforms and caps. Chu Jiangsu wore a scarlet blood-like toga, slithering across the ground, with gold-thread-wrapped tumi patterns that were weird but gorgeous. A crimson hair band was tied loosely, and the whole person stood among the crowd kneeling and worshiping, with a feeling of independence from the world.

Of course, the premise is that she doesn't kneel in there either.

Shu Nuo swayed in front of Chu Jiangsu, and faced him directly. After these years of experience, he has changed from a silent and hard-working little guy to a big guy who plans strategies. Dazed, he stood in the crowd and looked down at those who were crawling under his feet, but his expression was not half-divided.

His gaze slowly swept across the kneeling person on the ground, and suddenly froze in her direction.

Shu Nuo felt an inexplicable 'thud' in her heart, she didn't think he could see her, and followed his line of sight to look back, and found herself huddled into a small ball at that time, mingling with the crowd with her head slightly lowered.

As if feeling that someone was looking at her, she raised her eyes and looked this way, but happened to meet Chu Jiangsu's eyes, only for a moment.

At that time, she didn't want to attract the attention of the big villain, so she moved her eyes quickly, but now she is A Piao, and she can clearly see the daze and dullness in Chu Jiangsu's eyes. After so many years of training, he can't handle things well. Surprised, all kinds of emotions were suppressed to the bottom of her heart, but at that moment just now, she actually felt a trace of inexplicable grievance in his eyes.

It's like a child who has been wandering around suddenly finds a home.

But he suppressed that emotion very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, he turned back to that moody Chu Linghou.

"It's just her." He said, "Your Majesty is unwell and unable to choose the heir. This Marquis will choose the Fifth Highness without authorization. Of course, this Marquis will also fulfill the duty of a loyal minister to teach the Fifth Highness well."

That was the sentence that made her step into the unknown plot, and it was also the beginning of her getting tired of Chu Jiangsu and wanting to assassinate him.

It turned out that everything was just reincarnation, he never lied to her, and never thought of hurting her.

She has always been her, and he has always only thought of her.

The sparse people in the house had already left, only the man in the red robe was left standing there. The orange sunset shone through the carved window on his face, which was half shaded, and his eyelashes drooped tremblingly to cover his eyes.

Shu Nuo couldn't see his expression clearly, but he knew how lonely he was at this moment. This was the little guy she had been with since she was a child. Why is it so distressing when she has grown up...?
"A Su."

Her hands caressed his face weakly.

Chu Jiangsu suddenly raised his head and stared at the past. In the afterglow of the setting sun, he seemed to see a white shadow in a trance. His eyes turned red instantly, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Piao Piao..."

Chu Jiangsu in front of him was wronged like an idiot, he stretched out his hand coyly and wanted to touch but didn't dare clumsily. At the moment of the collision, she smiled, but also dispersed.

"Fool, take care of yourself."

"Float..."

"Piao Piao?"

"Nono!!!"

……

Her body hurt so much that she was about to explode.

Shu Nuo felt a mess around her ears, as if there was some loud noise that made her head buzz and hurt, and her body was also very heavy, as if she was being dropped by a heavy stone, trying to struggle to break free, but she couldn't move. .

Who often whispers, saying, "Winter is the best time to appreciate flowers. I have moved the plum trees one by one. If you don't wake up, the flowers will be lost." The sweet-scented osmanthus crisps are very sweet. If you buy a lot, you won’t keep them if you don’t wake up. '

no……

Has her soul returned to Hades' underworld?
Where did the ghosts come from so rambling.

Shu Nuo wanted to know who bought the elbows and sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and didn't plan to keep them for her. He struggled to open his eyelids, but only a thin slit was exposed. His vision was unclear and he could only see some black shadows walking back and forth here and there.

The noise in the ear seems to be louder, and the head seems to be pierced by something.

what……

Don't you just want to see who is going to grab her elbow and sweet-scented osmanthus cake? How petty to prick her with something.

……

When Shu Nuo was able to open his eyes, he was still at a loss.

The warm sun outside the window is lazily shining on her face, and the fragrance is wafting. The lush and bright plum blossoms are in full bloom. When the breeze blows, the red, white or pink plum petals flutter down, which is really beautiful. .

(End of this chapter)