Chapter 171: The fate of the fate of the reincarnation is seeking to marry Sany

He said that she would let her wait for him... He said that she would go home with her when she was in the spring.
Su Guangchen is the most trustworthy, will not lose the contract.
Even if his body is in front of his eyes, even if he knows it in his heart, it’s all true—he won’t open his eyes and smile at her, and he won’t use the helpless soft god. She, Wen Ruyi is not willing to admit that Su Suchen is indeed dead.
Without Su Guangchen, what is the meaning of the things she is planning?
The daily meal came in, and he went out as it stood, and Wen was as if he was not aware.
She didn't know what she was insisting on, just didn't want to talk to anyone, and they were not allowed to ignite the stove in the hall, nor would they let people follow his last words to move his embarrassment.
She is not touched at all! As if the ten fingers were close to the heavy ebony, the nails were smeared with blood.
He didn't ask her, and disagrees with her to die, how can I decide this arbitrarily? Does he know how to do this, how much will she blame herself? !
The attacker couldn't bear to kneel and pull her hand: "The master, Su Zhengjun has already gone. It is enough for you to keep him for three days and three nights. If you continue this way, you will be unbearable..." The voice has not fallen. Sobbing.
The night was cool and biting, and the phoenix that was screaming at the phoenix was standing outside the door. If Wen is tight, keep his lips and rest silently.
The cold wind passes through the open door of the hole, and the plain curtain flies up and down, and there is a faint smell floating in the empty and lonely hall. If Wen is like a heart, but there is no way to hate it.
The incineration ceremony of Su Guangchen will be held in two days.
There was no snowfall that day. He lay quietly in the middle of the huge woodpile, black hair like diarrhea, white wins the snow, his hands are laid flat on both sides, the beautiful lips and even a faint smile, quietly and quietly seem to just fall asleep.
Wen Ruo held the torch and personally lit the tung oil on the wood.
I don’t know who is crying in a low voice, a scream, desolate into the bones, choked and broken, and finally disappeared in the cold wind.
Wen was watching his face swept by the blazing flame, silent as a frozen sculpture.
The fire burned for a long time. Wen Ruo also stood for a long time, until his body was turned into ashes.
Mars is not destroyed in charcoal, but she does not feel hot. White ashes, pale yellow remains bones... Wen Ruo’s head is low, and he picks up a little bit of jade in his arms. The white jade wall is painted with the favorite orchid of Su Qingchen, long leaf stretch, flower posture Elegant.
From seeing Su Guangchen, he died quietly at the Hot Springs Resort, less than a year. This year, it is like exhausting all the joys, sorrows and sorrows of her whole life.
Wen Ruo silently collected the remains of his lover, and his heart was as quiet as the same beach.
The long team walked silently, and the accompanying guards were all dressed in white robes. They were sitting on the car in the middle of the car, whispering softly to the ashes in their arms: "Light dust, I will take you home."
The return journey was very slow, and the team traveled for more than a month for more than a dozen days. When I entered the capital, the flowers that bloomed in the early spring were already a little bit of stars.
Su Shangshu stood at the gate of the city, and his white hair was blown by the wind. Wen Ruqi got off and gave her three heavy heads. Even though Shang Shuda was crying and tears, she did not let her go back to the remains of her only son.
Since she did not let go at the beginning, it is even more impossible now. Su Xiaochen was her person. When she died, she had to be buried with her. What did she say when she sprinkled it into the lake of the garden?
If Wen is holding the ashes, he will not step back and step on the car. From the day she married her, Su Guangchen was named "warm" instead of surname "Su." She will give the Su family two old pensioners, but Su Xiaochen is her.
Perhaps it is known that Wen Ruo recalled all the force to the capital. The battle between Ai Erer and Wen Xiangning all stopped strangely. Both forces seemed to be waiting for her next move. It is a pity that Wen Ru, who returned to the Huangfu House, locked himself in the bedroom and did not step out of the door for ten days.
Just as Wen Xiangning was going to send someone to ask for it, Wen Ruo came out.
The first order she issued was: "With all the costs, bring Ayers to my face, no matter what you live!"
Three thousand private guards have done everything, thorns, assassinations, poisons... all the best! The squadrons went on and on, and the guards of the generals were caught off guard. Esser was eager to ask for help from outside the city.
Wen Xiangning took the opportunity to squat, and the generals were stationed in the same place, and they were not allowed to leave the camp.
On the way back to Beijing by the generals, Wen Ru has already joined the banned army under Wen Xiangning to capture the generals, less than seven days before and after.
Esser was with his arms, and two sergeant sergeants shoved to knock her down at the foot of Wen. She calmly and covetly looked at the captives in front of her, and there was no trace of sorrow in her eyes: "You said, how can I repay your deep affection?"
Arthur struggled to look up and smiled at the warmth of the cold. He snorted: "If you want to kill me, you don't have to use the name of Su Xiaochen. It is better to say that you want to win?!"
"You really are damn," Wen said slowly, as if no amount of words could irritate her. "If it wasn't your stupidity, I would have lost."
The crow's boots stepped closer to Arthur's body step by step. She bent down and put it in her ear and slowly said, "Everyone has something wrong with it? Without my competitor, you are the first. I really don't. Understand why you want to help Su light dust. We can only live one of the two, are you not sure?"
Esser did not answer, and Wen did not care. "Or, there are other reasons for you to risk the failure, but also try?" She said as she took it out of her sleeve. A thin, flapped dagger drew an understatement on Arthur's shoulder.
The sharp blade broke open the brocade, and the red blood of the blood suddenly ooze out. Esser shook a bit and forced it to move.
"Is it painful?" Wen Ruqi held her chin and forced Ai Erer to look into her eyes. The voice was low and gentle, and people could not hear her embarrassment. "This injury will not hurt me more than me... ..."
The chances of lifting the curse are only 50%, and Su Shichen has only half of the chance to survive. This result is clear to her. It is also clear that Esser, who is the performer. Wen Ruyi did not believe that she gave the privilege to Su Guangchen from pure goodness.
"You really want to know, why am I willing to help him?" Ai Erer raised his lips and slowly laughed, and his eyebrows had a pleasant sneer.
She wouldn't tell Wen Ruyi that it was her gamble, it had nothing to do with anyone, just a bet she had with herself.
If the privilege she gave up could not be saved back to the warmth, if Su Xiaochen was still alive at this time, she would also like to fight for it.
On that day, the Qing dynasty, such as the bright moon of Su Ming, the dark thorn boss who is completely different from the indifference in her memory, his patience and affection for Wen, let her swear.
Unfortunately, Su Guangchen died.
Fortunately, she did not say anything to him.
The author has something to say: the next chapter is the end, ah! There was still a chapter that was issued at the same time, but it was still unsatisfactory after repeated revisions. Don’t worry, let Gezi comb it again and update the endings at 8:00 pm.
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