Fast-Crossing Woman with Upper Manual

Chapter 902: This general is Broken Sleeve (72)

Views:

Forced to suppress the restlessness in his body, he ordered the coachman who was arrogantly pretending to turn around in the streets and alleys of the capital and turned to Jue Se Pavilion.

Tonight is a sleepless night—

Su Kui only knew that she had been sent back by Ning Yuan. After she woke up the next day, she realized that Ning Yuan ordered Chuci to give her a sober soup, so she woke up in the morning without the dizziness after a hangover.

As for what she did and what she said last night, she didn't even know anything, showing that she was so drunk.

It wasn't until I woke up to take a bath that I found that there were ambiguous red marks on my neck and shoulders to varying degrees, and then I realized that I had some memory fragments from last night.

The days are getting cold day by day. In December, near New Year's Eve, a major event happened in the capital, and Princess Shen was gone!

A decent person, Su Kui was also invited by Li Shen two months ago to design a birthday banquet and arrange songs for the dignified and beautiful woman, just to please her.

At the beginning, she looked ruddy, slender, and healthy. However, in just two months, the living people fell asleep forever, closing those magnificent eyes forever.

Su Kui knew that Princess Shen would die because she wanted to make room for the heroine Hong Fei.

But I don't know when she will die, because she is just an insignificant character, and the original author has only a few descriptions on her, which is not important. If it weren't for Su Kui's personal experience, she probably wouldn't know what kind of person Princess Shen was, and she wouldn't have the opportunity to participate in her experience.

That experience was a pleasant surprise for Princess Shen. At that time, she was full of reliance and love for the person next to her pillow. Probably she didn't even think about it until she died. Li Shen only used her some things.

Otherwise, she would not even give her a child.

She even instilled in her the notion that she can't have children if she has a problem with her body. So far, she was living in the guilt of Li Shen, unable to let go.

When Su Kui received Li Shen's invitation, she really had no other thoughts other than irony.

But out of goodwill for that woman, she went anyway.

Today is not a day for mourning. The inside and outside of King Shen's mansion are covered with white silk, lining the silvery white between heaven and earth, which only makes people feel powerless and lonely.

Depressive heaviness—

Su Kui stepped into the hall where the coffin was parked, the white gauze inside was blown by the cold wind, gloomy. From time to time there was a whimpering cry in the hall, Su Kui walked in, and the smell of incense candles and sandalwood went straight into the nasal cavity, making people dizzy.

"You are here." Li Shen said lightly without turning his head.

He was dressed in a white brocade robe without a trace of patterns. Gao Daxin's long back was straight, with his hands behind him, looking at the coffin in a daze.

"Yeah," Su Kui replied, not wanting to talk to Li Shen too much, took a few steps forward, took the incense from the next person, closed his eyes and bowed solemnly for three times, and slowly inserted into the incense burner. .

The incense burning with an open flame was extinguished, and it burned to the end in a short while in the cold wind.

As in the coffin, the life of that dignified woman.

It was the age of Jiaoyan and her openness that she passed away and withered suddenly.

Take people off guard.

"Azi is fine, right?" Li Shen's voice was hoarse and erratic, as if coming from another time and space.

Su Kui's eyes flashed, "Good or bad, the prince is the one who knows the most, isn't it?" Her tone was ironic, and she did not hide it.

Li Shen laughed and murmured to himself, "Maybe, everything was too sudden. Yesterday, the king promised her to treat her well, so he took her to the Sanshengpo outside the city to see the snow. Come to think..."