Chapter 1349: Help you sober up

Feng Xiaoxun took a breath, and now that he has found Feiyue, naturally he has no thoughts of death, and he will not be able to get over with himself.
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They have been away for so long, but in the happy room, the red candle still has a high fever, and there is no meaning to shorten it by half.
The candlelight jumped on the faces of the two people, and a hint of ambiguous flowed around the room.
Di Shiyin looked down at Feng Qingyu. Under the light of the candlelight, her snow-like skin was stained with a pale scarlet color, making her face more beautiful and flowery.
"Qing Yu--" he whispered, taking her into his arms: "You are finally my wife."
His voice resembled a quiet stream flowing in the hi room, letting Feng Qingyu's heart sway, and he couldn't help holding his waist lightly against his back, leaning his head on his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, Just holding him in this way, I felt that the joy in my heart seemed to overflow.
"Master-don't forget me anymore-" she whispered, choking slightly. Apparently, the memory of Emperor Shiyin's memory more than five hundred years ago.
She is not afraid of heaven, not afraid of land, only that he will forget her. That would be enough for one heart attack, and she didn't want to go through the second.
In these five hundred years, she stayed beside him with Loli's body. One was to punish him for her calculations, and the other was a little scared. She was afraid that she would give up her body and mind and then get the same injury for the second time ...
There was a pain in Di Shiyin's heart, and that injury left a shadow in her heart, so why didn't it leave in his heart?
Although she has been by his side for the past five hundred years, she has been so secretive about the past and never mentioned it. The more she mentioned, the more she proved that she hadn't let go, but just escaped subconsciously. Now finally speaking out in his arms, it proved that she started to untie that knot ...
He looked down and kissed gently in her forehead, solemnly promised: "Never again!" No one in this world can count him.
But in order not to repeat the same mistake, he used a spell on his soul. Even if he was tampered with memory one day, he would not forget her, he would always remember that she was his beloved wife ...
His lips were close to her forehead, and the warm feeling almost ironed into her heart. She pursed her mouth and half-truthedly said, "If you forget me again, I'll just go and drink Meng Po Tang directly forgot about you ... "
"Don't worry, I won't give you the chance to forget me!" Di Shiyin said lowly.
His voice lingered on her lips like a cello, Feng Qingyu's heart was inexplicably panicked, and he leaned back, leaving his grasp slightly: "Master, we ... we haven't had a drink of wine yet—"
Emperor Shiyin's eyes are as deep as wine, which seems to be burning. He has waited for this moment for five hundred years. Is that ceremony so heavy?
However, he didn't want to leave any regrets for his young wife. With a fleece of sleeves, two glasses of wine had already appeared on the white palm of his palm: "Okay, let's have a glass of wine."
His ability to take things out of the air is even better! Feng Qingyu had to pick up one of the glasses, entangled with his arms, hit his forehead, and drank the glass ...
A glass of wine went down, her cheeks were like peach blossoms, and the blood in Di Shiyin's chest was boiling--
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