Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Zhao Chuli's eyes flickered for a moment, but it only flashed by, and he gritted his teeth:

"No matter what, even if you don't reconcile with him, I won't let you have an accident! Yin marriage, you and I should be husband and wife."

Zong Yinyin didn't interrupt his wishful thinking, but suddenly said: "Zhao Chuli, do you really want me?"

The man paused, and the black eyes on his handsome face were firm and powerful:

"Yes."

Zong Yinyin sighed suddenly:

"Although you and I have had a marriage contract, but there is no fate, and we have never really gotten along. Do you really like me that much?"

Zhao Chuli's eyebrows moved, but he didn't hesitate at all:

"My own thoughts are clear to me. The first time I saw you in the temple, I liked you."

Speaking of excitement, her breath became short of breath, she took a few steps closer, and put her arms around her jade shoulders.

Su Mi took a breath!

Next to her husband's coffin, would it be too much to tease and show love to the widow, and even touch her hands?

Are you afraid that King Changnan will jump out of the coffin and beat people?

According to Zong Yinyin's temperament, it stands to reason that he should get angry and push the other party away.

At this moment, unexpectedly, Zong Yinyin did not move, but let Zhao Chuli hold his shoulders.

A pair of clear and beautiful eyes stared at the man in front of him indifferently, showing no emotion.

There was no resistance either.

"Zhao Chuli, you can do anything for me?"

Zhao Chuli could no longer control the emotions that had been pent up for a long time.

He didn't even care that this place was still a mourning hall.

He also didn't care about the dead husband of the woman in front of him still lying beside him.

Shout out:

"Yes! Yin Yin, for you, I am willing to risk the disgrace of the world! I will not hesitate at all!"

There was a glimmer of darkness in Zong Yinyin's eyes.

It seems that something is more certain.

Zhao Chuli didn't notice her change, he couldn't control himself, he bent his head and neck, and kissed her tenderly and affectionately.

In an instant, Su Mi saw Zhao Chuli's body tremble, and slowly straightened up. His handsome face had changed color, and she stared at Zong Yinyin in disbelief.

Then, clutching his belly, he took half a step back:

"you……"

Su Mi was shocked, and looked at Zong Yinyin again.

She saw that she was holding an exquisitely crafted jade-encrusted dagger in her small white hand.

There was still blood on the tip of the knife.

Zhao Chuli's snow-white clothes were stained with blood, and blood continued to flow from the seams of his hands covering his abdomen:

"why……"

Zong Yinyin is cold:

"My lord was framed by you, wasn't it?"

Zhao Chuli endured the pain and said coldly: "The King of Changnan has made countless enemies, why is it all on me?"

Zong Yinyin smiled leisurely:

"You hate him for taking his wife and making you ashamed. This hatred has never been let go."

"Nowadays, it's too late for other people to hide from our Changnan Prince's Mansion, and you have a gap with him, and you have little contact with him. Even if you are a brother-in-law, you will not take the initiative to come to express condolences. Isn't it a guilty conscience?"

Seeing that she had already guessed it, Zhao Chuli didn't deny it.

Seeing that he had acquiesced, Zong Yinyu burst into tears, and rushed over with a dagger:

"Zhao Chuli, I want to avenge the prince!"

Su Mi couldn't help it if she wanted to.

Could it be that Zhao Chuli also died suddenly not long after the death of King Changnan, and was killed by Zong Yinyin in revenge?

Zhao Chuli did not escape.

Instead, there was sadness and sadness in his eyes.

Standing where she was, with a look of letting her chop and kill.

Just when the tip of the knife was about to stab into his stomach for the second time, Zong Pan'er ran in crying:

"Sister, keep someone under the knife! Please let him go..."

Zong Yinyin's dagger froze in mid-air.

Zong Pan'er didn't care about being pregnant, and protected Zhao Chuli, knelt down on the ground, grabbed her skirt, and burst into tears:

"Sister, I know that Chuli has committed an unforgivable crime, and I shouldn't be selfish to plead for him... But, sister, please spare his life!"

"If my sister finds it difficult to swallow this breath, Pan'er is willing to bear it for Chu Li..."

After all, go grab the dagger in Zong Yinyu's hand.

Zong Yinyin came back to his senses and slammed the dagger far away.

With a bang, Zhao Chuli came back to his senses and helped Zong Pan'er up.

Zong Pan'er cried and looked at her husband-in-law. Seeing his pale face and the bleeding wound on his stomach, he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it, but dared not: "How are you..."

Zong Yinyin looked at the two of them, and the emotions just now faded away, and seemed to have calmed down.

Turning around slowly, the tone is dull:

"You go."

Zong Pan'er felt guilty and cried:

"elder sister……"

"Go." The voice was a little more sad and helpless.

Seeing Zong Yinyin's firm back, Zhao Chuli took a deep look at her.

Even though she was almost killed in the mourning hall, she still had no intention of giving up.

There is ample time.

Wait for her to calm down and come back another day.

Supporting each other with Zong Pan'er, they staggered and left the mourning hall.

The hall was silent.

Except for a few drops of blood on the ground, it is impossible to see what happened just now.

Zong Yinyin looked at the man in the coffin, bent down, and gently slid his fingertips like bamboo shoots across his cold, temperatureless face:

"Shichiro, I'm sorry."

"I still didn't avenge you after all."

"Even if you kill him, you can't be resurrected. Pan'er will become a widow just like me, and her children will also have no father."

"I know that you have worked very hard to separate yourself from my father in front of the Holy Majesty in order to keep the Taifu Mansion from being implicated by you..."

"Because of this, everything in the Taifu's mansion is safe and smooth, and there is no difficulty."

"If it is exposed that Zhao Chuli framed the prince, he will definitely be reprimanded by the Holy Majesty. As an in-law of the Zhao family, my clan will definitely be implicated as well."

"At that time, no one will be able to protect the Zong family like you."

Having said that, I burst into tears.

Tears fell on the edge of the coffin.

"Shichiro, I'm sorry."

Su Mi could feel Zong Yinyin's pain.

Knowing who the person who framed her husband was, but for the sake of her father and family, for the sake of her siblings and little nephew, she could only endure it temporarily.

Of course, there is another very important point - there is no solid evidence to sue Zhao Chuli.

This is also the first time she heard Zong Yinyin address Changnan King—"Qilang".

Such an intimate and affectionate title.

The woman raised her face, her eyelashes filled with tears, she tried her best not to cry, her fingertips continued to swipe across the man's silent and handsome face, and she smiled sadly:

"You once asked me if I blamed you for marrying me by any means, if I hated you and thought you were a villain... Now, I will answer you."

"I never hated you. I liked you early on."

"Before you noticed me, I had long admired you. At that time, I was only eight years old."

"That year, I still remember that it was a summer day when the pond was full of lotus fragrance. The queen mother invited me to the palace for a banquet. In the afternoon, I was young and playful, so I ran out of the queen mother's bedroom to play in the imperial garden. Near the garden, I saw you practicing martial arts. At that time, you hadn't opened your teeth and built a mansion, and you lived in the palace ceremony. You held a long spear, and you were radiant, and you were as graceful as a dragon, just like the husband in your marriage dream. But you are the prince, and I am the daughter of a foreign minister, so I dare not go up to you. I chatted with you before. You don't even know I exist."