Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Ink blots outline misty rain. Like silk, flowing down, the scene of the courtyard follows the layout of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

  Qiao Si drank half a bowl of bird's nest and stood by the window coffin. Cui Bo was behind her, half-embracing her.

   "I'm going to visit my father-in-law tomorrow."

  Qiao Si couldn't help laughing when she heard the words: "Are you going to let my uncle go over to stop the drink this time?"

  Every time he passed by, Joe's father had to drink. Cui Bo doesn't drink well. Cui Yun doesn't like to drink, but he can really drink.

"he?"

  Cui Bo said: "He has other things to do."

  Qiao Si responded softly, and didn't ask in detail. Cui Bo has his reasons for everything he does.

  If the Cui family believed in him, the Xuan family also believed in him.

  Qiao Si traced Cui Bai's face with her thin white fingertips.

  Maybe because he has been on the battlefield for a long time, his breath has changed a lot. He was still him, but his handling of things became crisp, even cold.

   What happened today was indeed beyond expectations.

  But in front of Qiao Si, Cui Bai was still the man who went to Qiao's house in a different way to win over his father, and then swayed jerkyly in front of her to get a marriage.

  She said: "A few days ago, I always had nightmares."

  When the news got to Cui Xuanshi's ears, he planned to go to Sanqing Temple to seek peace talisman.

   "I always dream about bad things. I dreamed that something happened to you, and I dreamed that someone was crying."

   "Now that my husband is back, I'm still worried."

  I always feel that he is not real in front of me.

   "It's my fault."

  I'm sorry for her.

  This girl, he held in the palm of his hand, but made her a widow for a lifetime.

  He had seen Qiao Si tirelessly hugging Cui Rong, who ran back to the house crying, in her arms.

  —"Your father... is gone, but he is the one who loves my sister the most."

  —"Does it hurt like A Niang?"

  —"No, he will only love you more than A Niang."

  He has seen Qiao Si lonely all over. The room was lit, and she was folding gold ingots in her hand.

  —"In a few days, it will be your death day."

  —"Mr. Lang, Sister Rong is five years old. The little princess of the Yangling Marquis Mansion is a bit spoiled, but she also knows right and wrong. She is very good."

  —"But I, . . . not so well."

  Cui Bai's eyes were complicated, mixed with gratitude, fear, and deep love and guilt, which became a look that Qiao Si couldn't understand.

   Is it a charity given to him by the mercy of heaven?

   Or the gift of Qiao Si's long wait and forbearance?

  He wanted to say something more, but Qiao Si stood on tiptoe, and a light kiss fell on his right cheek jerky.

   "What is this?" He was taken aback.

  In exchange for her gentle and low smile.

   "Thinking of you is like the full moon, and the brilliance is gone, so it fits my wish."

  Cui Bai stretched his brows and eyes. He bowed his head carefully to kiss her. He held her lips restrainedly.

   Go deep.

not enough.

  Since he came back, the two of them have never been intimate.

  Last time, he was still in Shengjing.

   Calculated, from the time they got married, the two had been together for only three months.

  Qiao Si felt stiff and uncomfortable for a moment. She even subconsciously hid back.

"There is ample time."

   Noticing her intentions, Cui Bo just smiled warmly.

   "A Si."

  The tip of his nose rubbed against hers. Cui Bo reached out to close the window to keep the rain from blowing in. Push people over again.

   "You and I are a serious couple."

   "Don't live long in the future, and cherish the present."

  ——

  Xuan Shen went out with Yongchang Uncle Xuanfu.

  The two deliberately concealed their whereabouts.

  Since they went out, Mrs. Xuan E has been walking back and forth anxiously in the house.

   "What is this! What is it! You don't want to lose your face when you co-author it? It's thanks to Brother Bo, otherwise my Xuan family would not suffer such a dull loss. Bah!"

   She took a step, but also cursed.

   "Who is it? I thought it was a crazy wild dog on the road!"

   It's really not her Mai Tai.

  Besides being able to reincarnate, how can the prince be compared to her brother Shen?

  Cui Xuanshi sat on a chair, quietly listening to her scolding, Xuan Eshi was impatient, not as much as she thought.

   This is not a marriage given simply to satisfy the prince.

   This is the suppression of the Tian family.

  It is said that it is the Earl's Mansion of Yongchang, so why not the Yangling Marquis Mansion?

   When the father and son came back, it would be two hours later, and the sky would be slanting.

   "Where's Brother Shen?"

   "Where did you go to Bogeer?"

"how?"

  Father Xuan finally had a smile on his stern face.

   "Wen Guogong is impatient, and he has discussed it with me. It's just that things should be kept simple, and Mrs. Wen must be wronged."

   is a grievance.

  Other girls get married in a splendid manner, but the girls of the Wen family have to hurry to get on the bridal sedan chair.

  Xuan Shen couldn't calm down. When he went to find Cui Bo, the latter seemed to guess that he would come. It can even be said that they are waiting for him.

"cousin."

  Cui Bo: "Come and sit."

   As he spoke, he commanded Qiong Kong: "Go, call the Second Young Master."

   As he said, Cui Bai turned his head to look at Xuan Shen: "But it's okay to ask."

  Xuan Shen: "I haven't heard any news about this matter, and my cousin is far away in Chicheng, and the journey is long. How did I know?"

   He pursed his lips. Obviously, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that there was no need to know the answer.

   Passes are not important. What matters is the result.

   "When my cousin mentioned the prince just now, I paused for a moment, and I felt that something was wrong. You... What else are you hiding?"

  At this moment, Cui Yun walked over lazily, as if he had just woken up with sleepy eyes. Looking more and more tired.

   Seeing that everyone was present, he did not hide it: "The government will issue two imperial decrees that day."

   "One is for marrying Wen's daughter as the crown princess, and the other is for you."

   "Daughter of King Guojun."

  Xuan Chen's face suddenly turned pale.

  Cui Yun raised his eyelids.

   "I remember her."

   "Before the palace banquet, I was still staring at my cousin non-stop. If I had known that she had such evil thoughts, I should have dealt with her while there was no one else."

  Cui Bai glanced at him, and pressed the center of his brow helplessly.

  He never thought that he would have a headache for his brother when he came back.

   "In this world, black and white are already confused. But if you want to hold up the lintel, you must make a clear distinction."

   "I only dare to tell you some things. Your sister-in-law is timid, and I'm afraid of scaring her."

  Cui Bai said with a hoarse voice, "Actually, I won't be able to come back this time."

  This sentence, let alone Xuan Chen, even Cui Yun sat up straight.

   "Ah Chen, after I die, you don't dare to bet your family's life, so you can only be forced to marry the daughter of King Guo."

  At that time, the Cui family was dead and injured, Cui Yun was hit by a Gu, and his life was dying, and the burden on Xuan Chen was even heavier.

   Xuan Chen's voice trembled.

"Then what?"

   "You don't want to hear it."

  Xuan Shen said word by word: "I should know."

Then?

  The royal family sent a nurse who was in charge of watching the corner.

  The women and maidservants married by the daughter of King Guo are all human beings.

  It doesn't matter what happens in the future, but this room must be round.

   Shame?

   Shame.

  It can be time and fate.

  He is Xuan Shen, and also the son of the Xuan family. Can't be myself.

  Cui Bo looked at him firmly: "If I say, I have a daughter. How will you treat it?"

  Xuan Chen accidentally knocked over the jade cup on the coffee table.