The 99th Bowl of Soup Dream (10)

What did Song Jin do when he suddenly ran away after being severely stimulated?

He ran back and burned all the **** pictures and notes.

Then, because his right hand had touched something particularly soft and cute, he didn't want to wash his hands all day, and when he saw Qinghuan who had been dressed in women's clothing the next day, his whole body was not good. Different from the men's wear, she is especially delicate and feminine in women's wear. Song Jin hardly dared to look up at her. When she spoke, her eyes were staring at the ground and her voice was shaking. Many people saw this appearance. Everyone followed him in Xijiang. It was different from the Yulin Army who was eager to show loyalty in the hall that day. For Mr. Meng who suddenly became the son of Emperor Fei, he was suddenly not the same. , And suddenly became a woman, the West Xinjiang Army accepted it very highly.

What does it matter? Good-looking people can be self-willed. If Mr. Meng wants to be a man, he will be a man, if he wants to be a woman, he will be a woman!

But the prince is so innocent. It’s been more than half a month since Mr. Meng became Ms. Meng. The matters of the big wedding are quickly prepared, and he is about to do it with the new emperor. The prince still keeps his head down when he sees the girl. Shaking voice.

It really makes people worry about the Queen’s wedding night.

For this reason, Zhou Lao and Fan Lao licked their old faces, found a complete set of **** pictures from the collection, and quietly sent it to Mimi, hiding it on the book case of the Imperial Study Room, mixing with those unauthorised notes.

If this is the case, it will definitely not be discovered. Doesn't it save the face of the prince, after all, the prince is still a novice.

Song Jin wanted to get along with Qing Huan again before the big wedding, so he called her for discussion reasons-although her daughter's dress was restored, her status in the Xijiang Army was not shaken in the slightest, but because of her status as a woman. The popularity is higher, and the entire Xijiang Army seems to be the only one looking forward, and has forgotten that the real master is Song Jin. As soon as she walked into the barracks, a group of rascals didn't need to yell or beat them. They all stood straight in their military postures, their fists were full of wind, and the males were full of power.

No chance, no chance, performance in front of Mr. Beauty, who is willing to let the beauty see her sloppy and incompetent side? Even Zhou Lao, who is always rough at ordinary times, carefully shaved his beard and put on clean silk clothes. Song Jin beat him several times to make him less talk to Qinghuan, but the little old man was very upright and confident, and usually went out together. Running around, why didn't you say it then? Besides, everyone has a love for beauty. What's wrong with him in taking care of himself? Is it that the prince is satisfied with the black charcoal in the barracks every day?

Ah, Zhou Lao thought of himself when Yushu was in the wind when he was young. At that time, when he went out, how many big girls and little wives peeped at him, and the love for him was so expressive that many of them were able to line up from the capital to the west.

Knowing that Qinghuan is a woman, Song Jin finally let the girl come to serve her. By coincidence, it was the two they brought back from Xijiang, one with big eyes and a round face, one with a single eyelid face, one with a round body and a petite figure. Bodybuilder, slender and slender, standing together always makes Qinghuan want to laugh.

Knowing that Mr. Meng is really a girl, the two girls couldn't believe it. How could they not show the slightest clue when they observed so hard? !

Three days before the wedding, Song Jin and Qing Huan had a meal together. The two of them were serving. Song Jin also told Qing Huan that they: "These two girls seem to be clever and cute, but they are actually the most stupid. Even you are a woman. can not tell."

"Then the prince can see it?" Qing Huan asked with a smile.

"Of course." Song Jin agreed without blushing. "I've known it a long time ago, otherwise, how could I have deep roots in you? This is obvious, I just know it, so I am happy with you."

What a silly sophistry.

When Song Jin was here, the girls didn't dare to be angry or speak, but as soon as Song Jin left, they took the initiative to explain to Qinghuan to prove their innocence. It was not that their brains were inflexible and inadequate to observe, it was because the prince was too harsh at that time! The round face said: "Girl, you don't know, the prince let the slaves test you, and set the rules for the slaves. You are not allowed to bathe and change clothes, and you are not allowed to have physical contact with you. And the slaves are not allowed to say witty things. Tell me, the slaves How capable can we be, the prince is so demanding?"

"Not only that, don't let the slaves and maids look up at you! Even the night vigil will not let the slaves live in the small hall! Even let the slaves and you keep a distance of more than five steps!"

It is indeed difficult for them.

Qing Huan smiled and rewarded them with some good things, and the two girls were satisfied. Song Jin could not think that his old bottom was being smashed by others. He has convinced himself now that he saw her daughter from the beginning. As for the Longyang Eighteenth Style...what is that, it doesn't exist, I don't know, I haven't heard of it.

What surprised Qing Huan was not only Song Jin's ease of letting go of her "child of Fei Di", even Fei Di's children and concubines, as long as they were innocent, he did not add any more guilt. He only hated Fei Di, and he didn't let the hatred spread to others.

Injustice and debt are in charge.

What Qing Huan didn't expect was that she hadn't really married Song Jin yet, and someone would feel more active. Because of habit, Song Jin also often asked her to accompany memorializing memorials. Sometimes he encountered some problems and always wanted her to accompany him. However, in the past few days, she often tried on wedding clothes and embroidered shoes, and she did not go frequently, which made Song Jin very resentful.

As a result, the day before the wedding, she went to the imperial study room to find Song Jin, and she found that the atmosphere was very cold as soon as she entered. Song Jin sat in front of the case and looked at the kneeling man. There were Zhou Lao and Fan Lao around. Seeing her coming, they first laughed at her subconsciously, then continued to look at the person, Qing Huan walked to Song Jin curiously: "What's wrong?"

"Let's go down first." Song Jin was too lazy to let her see such a person. Elder Zhou and Fan immediately took the initiative to avoid him, and by the way, he asked the **** to drag the kneeling person out. As for how to deal with it later, both of them knew what to do.

"Ok?"

"Don't worry." Song Jin comforted her first. "Except for you, I won't marry anyone."

Qing Huan understood it immediately. Now that the Song and Jin Dynasties are proud and powerful, naturally some people are also eyeing this piece of fat. She was pulled onto her lap to sit, and her slender fingers touched his frowning brow. Although this person often has no expression on his face, he frowns unconsciously, so there always seems to be a faint depression between his eyebrows: "Don't be unhappy, am I here to accompany you?"

"Yeah." Song Jin nuzzled her, and sighed leisurely, "I always feel that it's not enough...but I feel that I'm very greedy."

Qing Huan did not speak, but touched his head.

This is just a dream without the past and the future. In the dream, we experience birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows. When I wake up, everything is in vain. Only in dreams can you get such beauty.

He realized his old dream. The more beautiful the dream, the easier it is to wake up.

But the sadness was only a moment, and Song Jin quickly recovered from that vain state, and suddenly remembered that he seemed...have not removed the things given by the two elders from the memorial! If she found out that he took notes again, she would definitely laugh at him!

The things he was thinking in his heart were complicated and difficult to distinguish, but the expression on his face was very indifferent, as if nothing had happened. He picked up Qinghuan and walked into the room at room temperature. He has said it thousands of times, as long as she is alone, there will be no others. No matter who it is, it doesn't work.

This is his reverse scale.

He loves this person deeply, from the bones to the soul, if one day this body is destroyed and the soul turns into ashes, it will remain unchanged.

What others can't afford is forever, he can afford to give it, but also give it as sweet as a sweetheart.

As long as he can stay with her, he can do things that ordinary people can't imagine in his life.

He can.

It definitely can.

On the day of the wedding, Song Jin was even more nervous. Although his nervousness can only be seen by people close to him, at least in the eyes of others, the new emperor is extremely noble and powerful-only Qinghuan knows that Song Jin's red ear roots, and The hand that was hot and sweaty when she reached out to hold her.

His eyes were very religious, and his fascination with her far exceeded his desire for power and throne. He even took the initiative to tell her that he would not want children. After a few years, when the government was stable, he would pick a child with decent morals to take to the second elder Zhou Fan, and then take her to Yunyehe.

He must be worthy of the teachings of Grandpa Emperor, and he does not want to waste the rest of his life separating from her.

If they can be together, he hopes that there will never be a third person, and no other people will be involved. In this way, in the past life simply, this is his most humble and most extravagant wish. He has been working hard for this wish all his life.

Song Jin is now the emperor. Naturally, no one dared to play with the bridal chamber and drink wine. He hurriedly left from the banquet. Before leaving, he exchanged glances with Zhou Fan and Er Lao, the new ones he brought, um, It was much better than what he had seen in the past, at least he didn't vomit, and when he took notes, he was also very willing to take notes.

This is what he dreamed of, what he longed for, a scene that could only appear in a dream, and now it turned out to be true.

He ran to find the one he loved deeply. He was always afraid that she would disappear if she didn’t pay attention. This kind of inexplicable panic and anxiety came from nowhere, making him feel that he couldn’t catch her, no matter how hard he was, In the end, it will lose the only trace of its presence.

I really want to see her.

I can't wait to grow wings, fly over the roof and the crowd, and go to her.

If only it could last forever.

But if it can't, it doesn't matter.

Because he is easily satisfied and never regrets it.

Tonight, the moonlight is so beautiful and as cool as water.

She is also so beautiful.

As in a dream.