This woman, this woman!

Yuan Jingdi was very angry, but he looked at her familiar handwriting, and for some reason he looked up and laughed.

Straight smile fell into the coffin.

is her.

She is still alive.

Alive yet.

that's nice.

Emperor Yuan Jing took this love letter that she left to herself, and quickly entered the city again, planning to go to the King's Mansion.

Of course, he passed the reins while passing by Chu King's Mansion.

King Chu's mansion was the mansion he gave her, and he named her King Chu.

If she were alive, she should like this title.

Would you like it?

Has she ever been here?

Suddenly remembered, as if he had never been to this Chu palace.

He got off the horse and went straight into the door. An old man opened the door. When he saw the bright yellow dress of Emperor Yuan Jing, he immediately fell to the ground and fell to his knees.

Emperor Yuan Jing pursed her lips and strode into the yard.

This courtyard is full of plum blossoms.

He walked down the corridor and looked at the plum blossoms in the courtyard, and regretted it again.

At this moment, it's time to go to his brother first.

He turned to leave, and the cry of the child sounded at this moment.

Emperor Yuan Jing was a little hesitated. How could there be others in this Chu palace?

He walked away with a voice, bypassing the long corridor, turning over a moon door, and standing in place, he could never move his foot again.

The grandmother took the child to Yan Ge: "Mother, she wants you to hug you."

Yan Ge frowned: "Don't hug, let her cry for a while, she is so temperamental, I don't believe she can cry like this for a night."

The grandmother did not dare to speak anymore, but the old lady beside Yange approached and advised, "Mother, please hug her,"

Yan Ge turned his head and walked towards the house: "No, I can't live without her every day, so how can I get used to her like this?"

At the threshold, she felt like she felt something, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the gate.

At this moment, Yuan Jingdi didn't even realize that he was so embarrassed because he had dug a whole day's grave. He stood there and met her eyes. Time seemed to be frozen at this moment, and his heartbeat was gone.

The child's cry sounded loudly in his ears, and then Yuan Jingdi reacted, strode forward, and looked at the baby girl in the arms of her grandmother.

When he wanted to reach out and hug him, he realized that his hands were stained with blood, and his body was even more dirty. He took a step back and kept his distance from the little baby girl, and he looked up at her again.

She stood there leaning on the threshold, keeping her eyes on him.

He moved his lips and called: "Chu."

In the vicissitudes of the sea, when she was born or dead, the sound of this light sounded as if she had suddenly buried her time.

His heart was like a drum, and he was buzzing in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything, only her eyes.

Hurrying up a few steps to Yan Ge, Emperor Yuan Jing said nothing and held the person in his arms.

Even holding her like this, he always had the illusion of dreaming.

She turned out to be really in his arms.

She is alive.

On this night, Emperor Yuan Jing did not return to the palace. When Yange bandaged the blood and blood bubbles on his hand, he sat side by side with Yankee, his eyes obsessed with Yange.

The fierce tiger suddenly became a kitten, and Yan Song was still a little uncomfortable. She asked him with a stern face: "Did you plan my grave?"

Emperor Yuan Jing: "What grave?"

Yan Ge glared at him: "Grave of plum blossoms."

Emperor Yuan Jing: "I didn't go to the plum blossoms. I came here, I wanted to come in and walk around with every thought."