167. Chapter 167 – I’m the second person in the world who understands her.
Chapter 167: I’m the Second Person in the World Who Understands Her
“Big brother, the backyard is on fire!”
On this day, Bamboo Chaohua sent the little girl back to the mountain, and when he saw Su Yan, he immediately pulled him to the side, reminding him to be mentally prepared, his old lover is coming to snatch the child!
Just as she was talking on this side, the little girl on the other side had already run to Gu Nan Yi: “Mother mother! Today I met a big sister in red who looks a lot like me!”
Bamboo Chaohua covered her face.
This child, clearly told her not to tell her mother first.
Bamboo Zhaohua could only pat Su Yan’s shoulder, gave him a look of self-seeking, and proceeded to say goodbye.
Gu Nan Yi was originally brewing chrysanthemum tea for herself.
Chrysanthemums were the finest quality produced from the Three Autumn Realm, clearing the heart and lowering fire.
Under her gentle insistence, half a year ago, she and Su Yan had stopped sleeping in separate rooms.
But this year, in order to wait for Su Yan to take the initiative, she hadn’t touched him.
After a long time, she could only live on three cups of chrysanthemum tea every day!
It was too hard!
She was obviously such a gentle and skillful woman, but someone had to make her transform into a female bully like Shen Xiao Xue in her previous life.
When she heard Xue’er say that she had met a red-clothed sister who was very much like herself, that white, thin wrist suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the tea in the porcelain cup stopped at a small half and stopped increasing.
“Then Xue’er, do you like her?”
Gu Nan Yi put down the cui pot, touched her soft long hair and asked.
“I, I’m a little afraid of her.”
The little girl shrank into her soft embrace, searching for warmth.
“This way.” Gu Nan Yi paused, but still said softly, “Actually, there’s no need to be afraid. This person, although she’s not a good person, but treating Xue’er, she will definitely be very, very good.”
“Why does mother say that?” The little girl raised her head and looked at her curiously.
“Because, Mother, ah, is the second person in this world, who understands her.”
“Ah, then, who is the first person who understands her?”
Gu Nan Yi didn’t answer, but smiled and looked towards Su Yan, and it happened that Su Yan’s gaze also looked towards her.
Su Yan also had had been considering how to explain the relationship between Xue’er and Shen Xiao Xue.
But there is really no way to explain.
Anyone can see that they look alike.
Su Yan couldn’t even, to cut off her relationship with Shen Xiao Xue, no matter what, that was the little girl’s biological mother.
If you can’t break it, you can only wait for the little girl to grow up and make a decision on your own.
On Gu Nanyi’s gaze, Su Yan just wanted to open his mouth to say something, but Gu Nanyi waved his hand towards him, and pointed to his button, raised his hand, and poured the chrysanthemum tea into the bushes on the side.
Su Yan: “……”
He didn’t know whether he should sigh or breathe a sigh of relief.
In this life, the two of them have been together, and also almost a year, and between each other, they have also reached the tacit understanding of being able to read each other’s eyes, not to mention so obvious hints.
Nan said, “There is no need to explain anything, wait at night.”
……
However, neither of them expected that this night with a light wind and a clear moon, where even the bugs didn’t dare to make too much noise, when Gu Nanyi was ready for everything and was about to start a good show, he was interrupted by a fragment of memory from Shen Xiaoxue.
Gu Nan Yi: “So angry!”
She would have liked to ignore it, but, not knowing Shen Xiaoxue’s side, can not be played back, she here, once missed, is really missed.
In the end, Gu Nanyi still looked somewhat apologetically at Su Yan, who was waiting with his eyes closed, organized her clothes, held on to him, and fell asleep.
Su Yan: “?”
Su Yan: “……”
The completely unexpected development stunned him as well.
What’s going on? Is this a case of her not being able to do it, or me not being able to do it?
……
Heavenly Prison.
It’s still heaven’s prison.
After having a bad time with Shen Xiao Xue, Su Yan seemed to have been driven back to that Heavenly Prison again, still lying on that thin straw mat.
Only Shen Xiao Xue and Gu Nan Yi, along with his line of sight, the scenery in front of him, but also gradually becoming illusory and blurred.
It seemed that he was also falling into a dream.
When the dream became real again, what they saw in front of them was the sea of ten thousand scrolls that they had seen before.
A bright red girl stood in front of him, looking at him with a disgruntled expression.
“So, it’s Your Majesty the Fox Monarch! Is Your Majesty here to see me off?”
Seeing that it was her, Su Yan couldn’t help but smile.
“Don’t flatter yourself, you think the death or life of a mole cricket, how much would this palace care.” Wen Wan laughed coldly, “Just, have you forgotten that before the book is finished, this life of yours still belongs to this palace?”
“Then, is Your Majesty coming to the Shi Yuan Realm to rob the court?” Su Yan asked her.
“Hehe, you think beautifully! The Heavenly Thunder of Shi Yuan Realm’s power, all the heavens have seen it, and you are not the Palace’s beloved consort, so does the Palace have to spell out half of its life for you?”
Su Yan shook his head and lost his smile, “So Your Majesty, my life and death is not something you can decide right now.”
“Man’s mouth, lying ghost.” Wen Wan used the words from his book to satirize him, “This palace shouldn’t have let you go back then, it should have locked you up in a small dark room and let you out after writing.”
“So, Your Majesty came to see me this time to ask for an ending, right?” Su Yan sighed, “What a ruthless empress! People are tough, so many years of being an old reader, you still only have books in your eyes!”
Wen Wan gave another sneer, “Or else, have you forgotten what you wrote in your own book? The heavens have a way of making things happen, and self-inflicted sins can’t be lived.”
“Alright your majesty, I can fill in the ending for your majesty, however, can your majesty help me dream to a few people?” Su Yan asked with a straight face.
“Do you want to explain your last words? This one can help you instead.” Wen Wan nodded, “Tell me, who are they? I’ll help you project into their dreams.”
“Master, father, Chen’er ……,” Su Yan opened his mouth, for a moment, unexpectedly couldn’t report a fourth name, couldn’t help but be stunned.
Unconsciously, he realized that the deceased people who had withered away were actually more than those who were still alive.
A lot of people have gone before him.
In his childhood, not to mention the deceased people in North Mountain City, most of them had not even broken through the Martial Zun realm, and had long since turned into yellow earth an unknown number of years ago.
Once the Lone Hung Army’s robes, also buried in the Red Moon Battlefield.
Not to mention Nalan Yan, Xie Ting, Xue’er ……
And master and father originally also life span is not long, not long after, will also follow their own right.
If there really is another world, there are so many old people waiting for you, when you leave, whether it can also be one point less sadness?
“What’s wrong with you?”
Wen Wan surveyed him in surprise, stretching out a small fox paw and waving it in front of his eyes.
She didn’t know how the person who had just been smiling and laughing suddenly went silent.
“What is Your Majesty’s seniority this year?”
“Forgot, between 20,000 and 40,000 years, why?”
“Oh, then you’ll probably have to wait hundreds of thousands of years before you get it.”
Next, Wen Wan was following Su Yan’s intention and projected him into those people’s dreams.
This process then took a day, and there were only two days left before Su Yan was beheaded.
“You people can be really interesting, actually lied to them about the one who was beheaded, just a double, death don’t dare to tell the truth, hold your tongue?” Wen Wan said breathlessly, “You, this person, is not at all like the protagonist of your pen.”
(End of chapter)