The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Xuanyuan Shangchen sat directly on the ground, looking at Chu Jin's sleeping face, with a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth, and the wide brim of his hat cast a shadow on his face, making it difficult for people to see his appearance clearly, giving people a mysterious feeling .

"Huang'er." Xuanyuan Shangchen spoke in a low voice, his voice was dull, but it contained pampering, tolerance, and tenderness.

No one answered him.

After a while, Xuanyuan Shangchen retracted his gaze, looked down at the chessboard, his smile was fixed on the corner of his mouth, and he did not move for a long time. Suddenly, he reached out and swept the table, with a bang sound, the tea set, chessboard, all fell to the ground, a piece of Messy.

At this moment, he is like a raging lion! Give someone a fatal blow at any time!

Xuanyuan Shangchen got up and hugged Chu Jin in his arms, placed it on his lap, supported her shoulder with one hand, and held her face with the other, and described her facial features, eyebrows, and eyes, caressing carefully, inch by inch, with Deep nostalgia.

"Huang'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He said in a low voice, his voice was not as cold as before, with deep apology and self-blame.

A drop of clear tears silently fell on her red lips, shining brightly.

"Huang'er, it would be great if we had never met before." It would be great if all this was just a dream. You have never seen me, and I have never failed you. Born in troubled times.

As soon as the words fell, he slowly lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

Thousands of times, gentle and lingering.

He slowly traced the shape of her lips, and swallowed the tear on his lips together.

Tears are bitter, but also sweet.

The plain yarn is long, blurring the figure of the two cuddling together.

Chu Jin only felt that he had had a long dream, but when he woke up from the dream, he could no longer remember the content of the dream.

Is it sad? hi? Everything is unknown.

"Miss Chu, you're awake." Seeing her open her eyes, a waiter immediately came over with a basin of clear water.

It was only then that Chu Jin realized that he was still in that teahouse, and the surrounding scene had not changed. There was still a chess game and signed contracts beside the table. Numb.

How did I fall asleep? She remembered that before falling asleep, Song Shiqin was still sitting opposite.

Xu Shi saw Chu Jin's doubts. The waiter put clear water on the table and explained, "Miss Chu, Mr. Song left earlier. Before leaving, tell us not to wake you up. You should wash your face first."

"No, thank you." Chu Jin put the contract into his backpack, passed through layers of plain yarn, and walked out the door.

There is no elevator in Chen Palace, so she walked downstairs.

As soon as she reached the resplendent first floor, she was blocked by a figure. She exuded a faint lotus fragrance, which smelled very pleasant.

Chu Jin narrowed his eyes, and saw that the visitor was wearing a red dress, with exquisite facial features, a pair of willow-leaf eyes full of charm, with a charming appearance, and a kind and friendly smile on the corner of his mouth, which was different from the past. It's very different from the high-ranking look.

This is--

Zheng Chuyi.

"Miss Chu, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here." Zheng Chuyi smiled at her with a soft voice.

Chu Jin nodded slightly, "It's a coincidence." She didn't have much affection for Zheng Chuyi.

However, since she has decided to mend her ways now, there is no need for me to make things difficult for her.

"Long time no see, how have you been recently?" Zheng Chuyi held Chu Jin's hand affectionately, with a sisterly affection.

Those who didn't know thought the two were old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Chu Jin greeted, "Very good, how about you?"

Zheng Chuyi raised her hand and brushed her long hair beside her ears, "I'm not bad, by the way, where are Aunt Mo and Qingqing? How are they?"