Chapter 870: Think hard

Zhou Chi puzzled and frowned, "Why would you still wait for seven years?"
Liu Changsheng looked at Zhou Chi and said slowly: "If she lives comfortably and finds a good person, I will naturally not wait for her, nor will she disturb her life, but as long as there is no one around her, then I There is still a glimmer of hope. I would be willing to wait for her and be willing to keep her. Of course there will be bitterness, but is there no joy? Even if it may not be possible in this life, but what about it? I worked hard, I paid I have n’t suffered from this world. I have a sweetheart. I have full of joy, but I have no regrets. In this life, I have a good life. "
Zhou Chi was silent, his eyes were down, his face was calm, but only he himself knew the fluctuations in his heart.
"Zhou Chi, this is what I want to tell you today," paused, Liu Changsheng looked at Zhou Chi slowly, "Whether you like men or women, this is not the most important thing, the most important thing. It is to follow my heart and live a hundred years, but Bai Ku has gone too far, don't feel wronged. "
"But the elder sister ... how could she agree?" Zhou Chi's lips trembled gently. "She raised me so hard, is it just to see the Zhou family cut off her grandchildren?"
"Zhou Chi, your eldest sister raised you hard, not to make you miserable," Liu Changsheng patted Zhou Chi's shoulder gently. "Zhou Chi, no matter when you are in the future, even if your grandson is full of children, your elder sister You are always the person who cares the most about you, and you should know better than me. "
"Just think about what kind of life you want to live."
Liu Changsheng pushed out the door, leaving Zhou Chi a quiet room.
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Jiasheng July 26, 28.
Prince Huai's Mansion.
That night.
A carriage stopped slowly in front of Prince Huai's Mansion. The driver stopped the horse, was too busy to put his foot on the stool, opened the curtain, and respectfully said, "Sir, here it is."
The person inside got down the carriage slowly, and I saw that the man was wearing a blue cloud robe with an auspicious cloud pattern. He was in his early fifties, with a medium and thin skin, and his skin was very white. I can see that it must be a well-maintained nobleman, but The man has more gray hair in his horns, but he is in a good spirit.
Not someone else, it is Feihong from Yipin Lishu Shangshu.
Duan Feihong stood in front of Prince Huai's Mansion, looked up at the huge gold characters on the plaque, tickled his lips, and then picked up the ranks.
Prince Huai's Mansion is the largest in the Prince's House. Duan Feihong walked through the house, looked at the exquisite pavilions, and looked at the white marble pillars on the promenade. I couldn't help feeling that it was a favorite. The Prince, despite his heinous crimes, has been relentless.
But then again, if the long lived Lord really loves the Prince, he will not give him hope again and again, and resolutely withdraw it again and again.
The more you walked inside, the colder it became. Since Prince Huai was imprisoned, he has never been out of Prince Huai's house, and Prince Huai's servant-in-law has almost been evacuated. There is a lot of clothing in the courtyard. The armored guard added a touch of coldness to the palace.
"Master Duan," walking to the backyard, a guard was so busy welcoming, bowing to Duan Feihong, "Master Yan said that Duan will come over today, so let us be prepared early in the morning."
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