Fourth Lord's Black Moonlight Queen

Chapter 695
After reading the contents of the letter clearly, he was so shocked that he almost fell off the stone bench.

He never expected that her condition was more serious than he had imagined.

.........

After working for half a day, Li Jingui's throat was almost smoking.

Under the shade of the tree, Chen Wenzheng has already prepared his lunch.

"Jingui, you lost your letter."

Li Jingui froze for a moment, then looked at the ground in the direction of Chen Wenzheng's finger.

After seeing clearly the so-called letter in his mouth, her complexion changed slightly, she leaned over anxiously to pick up the letter, and carefully put it into her bosom.

"Thank you, Brother Wenzheng."

For several consecutive nights, Chen Wenzheng sat on the shore again, staring at the cabin all night without closing his eyes.

The current situation is beyond the scope of what he can solve.

Now that notebook is all her memory, for a moment, he even thought of tampering with her memory.

He even thought of the blueprint, tampering with her memory as Li Jingui, Chen Wenzheng's first wife.

Then Yu Sheng took Li Jingui to find a beautiful mountain col, where men farmed and women weaved, and lived this life in a simple way.

Anyway, every sunrise, her memory will reset to zero, just like a new life.

He had even prepared a brand new notebook to copy her handwriting, but he hesitated the moment he changed the package.

Because he knew that whether she was awake or sick, he had countless reasons to keep her by his side, but he lacked a justifiable identity.

She had another love in her heart, and this alone crushed all his extravagant hopes.

In the early morning of the next day, he traveled to Jinan Prefecture. Before Li Jingui came back, Chen Wenzheng handed the letter with the ink still dry to the messenger.

In a small mountain village at the foot of Mount Tai, Li Jingui was preaching the New Deal to the villagers.

Usually, the people who listened to her talk about politics were ordinary people who could not read the big characters, but today, a few men in fine clothes and fine clothes ushered in.

She thought that these people wanted to take the opportunity to make trouble, but she was cautious in her words and deeds the whole time.

There was no danger, until the end of the show, those people just stood quietly not far away to listen to her political discussion, without saying a word.

"Sister Jingui."

A handsome man with a high-pitched voice leaned over to her.

"We know each other?"

Li Jingui looked at this man she knew very well, feeling a little puzzled, she subconsciously resented him approaching her.

The handsome man froze for a moment, then gritted his teeth.

"Naturally we know each other. I'm little Suzi. Su Peisheng, have you really forgotten your servant?"

Su Peisheng looked at Jingui's sister staring at him vigilantly, as if seeing him for the first time.

There was still defense in those eyes, like guarding against thieves.

Although he had already prepared that sister Jingui would not recognize him, but at this moment when he really saw sister Jingui turned into this appearance, he wiped the corners of his eyes worriedly.

"Master~"

With a bitter face, Su Peisheng turned his head to look at the emperor behind him.

Following the handsome man's eyes, Li Jingui saw a man with an expressionless face standing quietly in front of her.

There were too many emotions in the man's eyes, and she was suddenly confused.

The first time she saw this man, she felt a danger signal, and subconsciously took a few steps back in fear.

"Then what, you've got the wrong person."

As she spoke, she ran away in a panic.

"Sister, run slowly, don't fall!"

Su Peisheng anxiously chased her sister backstage, watching her staggering steps, really afraid that her sister would fall.

　see you tomorrow
　　As a newcomer with [-] updates per day, I admit that I am not doing enough updates.

　　Because of this, the fat head did not have a recommendation position, so the exposure was low, but the goose was humiliated by colleagues in the same group who wrote about the Qing Dynasty, saying that no one read my book.

　　I can only say that if I have as many recommendations as you (well, at least I know that the editor gave you three instant kill recommendations!) I shouldn’t be like this, you humiliate me with a trumpet, it’s very difficult for me to find a sense of superiority cool?No roll call!Quietly write a book, don't be surprised!

　　


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