The white moonlight of fast transmigration

Chapter 513
Song Cheng was slightly taken aback, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The two sat silently on the branch of the tree, and the cold wind blew over from time to time, Fu Wan was so cold that he couldn't do it well, and so did Song Cheng.It's just that neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Fu Wan sensed that Song Cheng was trembling.

She stretched out her hand and hugged Song Cheng into her arms.

Song Cheng's back stiffened slightly, but he didn't break away from her.Fu Wan hugged him tightly, and the two of them stuck together tightly for a moment.

After a long time, it was Song Cheng who spoke first.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty, it's not the same as before."

Fu Wan thought about what kind of person the original Zhao Yuanzhi was. The original Zhao Yuanzhi could be said to be a very cold-hearted person, and everyone seemed to be pawns in her hand.

But if you don't bring emotions into it, this kind of Zhao Yuanzhi is simply charming.

"Would you believe me if I said that I'm not the former Zhao Yuanzhi?" Fu Wan slightly turned his eyes to look at him.

It's just that the distance was too close, she accidentally rubbed against Song Cheng's cheek when she turned her head sideways.Fu Wan was slightly startled, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he didn't notice his feet and fell back suddenly.

Song Cheng grabbed her and hugged her into his arms.

"I see."

At this moment, Fu Wan suddenly jumped out of a panel in front of him, and the two pieces that had been assembled were slightly shiny.She took a deep look at Song Cheng, and after a while, she whispered: "You...remember?"

Song Cheng didn't speak.

He sat on the branch of a tree, stretched out his hand to hold Fu Wan's side face slightly, and suddenly moved closer to her, "Wan Wan."

Fu Wan was slightly surprised, "How much do you remember?"

The other party refused to answer her question, but just reached out to hug her, and the body temperature came through the thin clothes.The night was extremely cool, with the sound of water splashing in his ears, but Fu Wan was a little excited.

After staying until midnight, the rescuers came.

Everything after that became more logical.

Wang Han was dismissed, the county monarch who did practical things was promoted, and Fu Wanze and Song Cheng returned to the capital.

It wasn't until autumn that the precipitation gradually decreased, and the entire Daxi Dynasty gradually slowed down.Fu Wan had done a good job in water control before, but those people who were clamoring for rebellion were suppressed, and everything became better.

Spring of the coming year.

Fu Wan was sitting in front of the window drinking tea, and Song Cheng had corrected more than half of the memorial, so it doesn't hurt to continue correcting in the afternoon.

She took a few sips of tea before looking at Song Cheng who was sitting in front of the steps and doing something.The other party's white clothes are like snow, gentle and natural, noticing Fu Wan's gaze subconsciously turned around.

"I'm going to tour the south in a few days." Fu Wan smiled, "I heard that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is very beautiful, it would be nice for Song Qing to accompany me."

The man walked towards Fu Wan, knelt down beside Fu Wan and sat down.He lowered his eyelashes slightly, and said after a while: "A few days ago, the lord of Yushitai said that there are beauties in the south of the Yangtze River. Is your majesty interested?"

"I'm a little curious, are the beauties in Jiangnan more beautiful, or my Song Qing..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Wan was pulled by the front of his clothes by the person beside him.

She lowered her head subconsciously, and the man's soft lips came up to her, kissing her bit by bit.

The wind outside the window is soft.

"Looks like it's still my Song Qing," Fu Wan sighed softly, but the corners of his lips curled up indistinctly, "It's the most haunting, haunting."

　This plane is so embarrassing that I have cancer.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)