Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 102
Leaning behind the boy: "Does it look good?"

Puyang Yuren, who was peeking intently at the situation in the main hall, was startled by the sound, turned his head to look at the man, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Good morning, uncle." Indeed, the sky outside was only gray.

Clutching the boy's palm, "Did you wake up so early today?" Every morning before going to court, he would quietly go to see the boy.Ever since the boy lost his internal strength, his vigilance has decreased a lot.

Nodding her head, "Well..." She has no way of controlling the sleeping time now.

Holding the boy's hand, he walked out of the small room: "Did you have breakfast?"

"No."

Looking at the snowy sky again, Puyang Yuren held the man's palm instead: "Uncle Huang, am I not going to live long?" She knew this when she swallowed those three pills, but, She didn't want to admit defeat just like that.

Stopping, holding the young man's hand trembling, turned around and smiled like Qinglian: "Who told you, Ayu?"

"I knew when I took those three pills that I was going to die of exhaustion."

The young man's words were like a needle piercing into his scarred heart, and his fingers ran across the scabbed scar: "You are so stupid, Ayu." If he doesn't go, then he will get back his rights as soon as he dies, which is not good ?
The hat on the cloak was buckled on her head by Puyang Fenghua, covering most of her face, and the fluffy rabbit fur tickled her face, "I'm not stupid." There must be rewards for giving, whether it is feelings There are rights and interests, both are there.Since it was already the worst, why didn't she have fun?
Taking the oiled paper umbrella from the palace man, Puyang Fenghua tightly protected the boy in his arms.

"Ayu will be fine, didn't you say that the emperor would accompany you to spend the Spring Festival every year?" Puyang Fenghua looked at the falling snow on the ground and said.

There was a dull pain in his chest, and Puyang Yuren twitched the corners of his mouth: "But, didn't the emperor say that we will always separate? This is just bringing the time forward." Looking down at the pinched and whitish palm, he smiled bitterly with.Is it impossible to be indifferent after all?

Stopping on the snow, Puyang Fenghua looked back at the calm boy, "Nonsense." He would not let such a situation happen.

Climb up the man's arm, "Why do you have to lie to yourself?"

Puyang Fenghua was very angry that the young man didn't care about his life so much, his cold eyes fell on the young man, it seemed colder than the frost in winter.She couldn't help shaking her body, didn't she even lose her ambition because of her lack of effort?
He raised his head, shook off the man's hand and walked into the snow, so fierce, hey...

"Uncle Huang... it's easy to grow old forever!" Touching the snowflakes on his head, he looked back and smiled, and the scar on his face was no longer so hideous.

He stepped forward and held the boy's palm: "Well, it's a very simple matter." Therefore, his Ayu will live well to watch the sunset with him.

The palace servants at the side looked at the two, and couldn't help guessing in their hearts. It seemed that the emperor was really injured. They always felt that the relationship between the two of them didn't feel like uncle and nephew, and they were much closer than this.

"Uncle Huang, it will be the Spring Festival in two days... I have never seen the bustling scene in the capital, how about Uncle Huang take me to see it?" Maybe, this year is really her in this world The last year.

Pushing open the door of Heyue Palace, Puyang Fenghua immediately sent someone to send a heater, "Okay."

Puyang Yuren smiled at the man's straightforward answer, hugging the stove that the man handed over with peace of mind, watching the man busy for himself with a happy smile, it's so good.Now she is cold all over her body, but she has found a very warm person. If she lives like this for the rest of her life, she may be very happy.

"My lord, the potion is here." Lu Sheng put the medicine bowl on the table and waited quietly.

With a calm face, he picked up the potion and drank it down, swallowed the plum meat offered by the man, passed his tongue around the man's fingers by the way, looked up at the man's expression with a smirk, but was very disappointed, which attracted nothing but It's the man's constant smile.

Puyang Fenghua looked at the boy's smirk, smiled and patted the boy's head, he is really a bad guy.

It was rare to have time to sit at the table with the young man and have a meal, Puyang Fenghua took some light food for the young man, and quietly chewed the food in his mouth.Been busy with annoying things these days. "Ayu, after a while, Uncle Huang has finished all his work, so how about having dinner with you every day?"

The little chicken nodded like pecking rice: "Okay."

For a while, the room was full of warmth.

With the sound of firecrackers, the year is gone, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu.Thousands of households always exchange new peaches for old talismans. ——Wang Anshi.

Some people with seniority and connections in the palace were given their annual leave, and the rest were the three no-ones who had nothing to do with no qualifications and no backers stayed in the palace.Now Puyang Yuren's harem is very empty, so many palaces are idle.Puyang Yuren let those Sanwu Palace people go, as long as they cleaned up and arranged the palace, they could get together with their fellow villagers.

It wasn't until near noon that Puyang Yuren woke up from his dream, and what caught his eyes was Puyang's graceful and misty eyes.The day before yesterday, Puyang Fenghua had moved out of Changle Weiyang Center and moved into a side hall near Heyue Palace, so that he could take care of Puyang Yuren nearby.

"Uncle Emperor..." This was the fourth time she woke up and looked at the man.

He took the coat from the palace man and put it on the boy, until he was wrapped tightly, Puyang Fenghua let the boy go.

Turning her head and looking at the man awkwardly: "Uncle Emperor..." This looks like a snowball, how do you go out?

"Good..." As he said that, he hugged the young man off the bed, ignoring the gazes of others.

Huddled in the man's arms, Puyang Yuren grabbed the man's collar by the chest: "Uncle Emperor...they will laugh at me." Although it can be described as terminally ill now, she is still not used to him treating herself like this.If it's not the affection she's expecting, then don't blur her vision like this.

As the time approached, Puyang Fenghua would pour out all his good things. He was afraid that when the time came, he would no longer be able to get close to the boy.At that time, he will only treat him as an ordinary person, and he will not stop when he passes by.

(End of this chapter)