Quick Wear: The fishing beauty makes the villain obsessed

Back then, Chu Yanwen was determined to hand over the country to Chu Yanyi, hoping that the Great Jin would usher in a prosperous era under his leadership.

Over the past decade, Chu Yanyi and Luo Yi have worked together to govern Dajin.

The Great Jin Dynasty is now a country of peace and prosperity, with signs of a prosperous era.

If Chu Yanyi and Luo Yi continue to work together to govern Dajin, Dajin will surely usher in a prosperous era under their leadership.

But as Chu Zhaoming grows up, if the two of them continue to love each other, it will definitely cause suspicion between father and son and mother and son.

Imperial power is a good thing. Everyone loves it and rushes to get it.

But it is also the most evil thing in the world.

Countless human tragedies such as fathers and sons turning against each other and brothers killing each other have been played out in front of it.

So when Chu Zhaoming was fifteen years old, Chu Yanyi and Luo Yi agreed that Chu Zhaoming had the ability to govern Da Jin on his own, and they decisively returned the power to him.

Nowadays, Chu Yanyi's greatest pleasure is to travel around the world with Luo Yi and their little daughter Chu Wenyan.

Over the years, Chu Yanyi has always remembered what Chu Yanwen said to him before he died.

Chu Yanwen was afraid that he would be forgotten after he left.

Then he would let his daughter's name include his name, so that everyone who called Wen Yan would feel like they were calling his brother who died young.

On this day, Chu Yanyi and Luo Yi came to Jiangnan with their servants and guards.

It is spring time.

In a black-sailed boat in the Jiangnan water town, Luo Yi sat at the bow and looked at the rows of pear trees on both sides of the river.

It was the time when the pear trees were in bloom. The white petals of the pear blossoms fell in the wind, and a sudden pear blossom rain came unexpectedly.

Behind her, Chu Yanyi was holding two-year-old Chu Wenyan and talking to her.

"Wen Yan, come and tell Daddy that the flowers on the river are redder than fire at sunrise, and the river water is green as blue in spring..."

However, the two-year-old Chu Wenyan simply couldn't listen to what Chu Yanyi said.

"Dad...fish..."

"Yes, fish. Wen Yan, keep reciting to your father, 'The flowers on the river are redder than fire when the sun rises...'"

"Dad...bird..."

"Yes, bird. Wen Yan, you read with daddy..."

"Auntie..."

Chu Yanyi hugged Chu Wenyan helplessly, and looked up at Luo Yi who was sitting at the bow of the black-sailed boat, "My wife, I think our Yan'er may not have much talent for studying."

Hearing this, Luo Yi couldn't help but laugh, "Husband, Yan'er is still young, don't rush."

"Yes, yes, my Yan'er is still young, I'm not in a hurry." Chu Yanyi, who was a complete daughter slave, hugged little Wen Yan and kissed his daughter's tender face hard.

The little girl looked like Luo Yi, but she was extremely beautiful at the age of two.

The white, tender and chubby little face, with a pair of round, blinking big eyes, is the most outstanding feature, which can melt people's hearts.

When Chu Yanyi looked at little Wen Yan, he felt like he was looking at Luo Yi when she was a child, and he felt indescribable love for this old girl in his heart.

Chu Yanyi devoted all his time to Luo Yi and Xiao Wenyan.

When the two of them traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, they really liked the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.

So, the two found a courtyard in the Suzhou and Hangzhou areas and stayed in Jiangnan for several years.

Chu Yanyi wanted to train little Wenyan to be a talented girl, but it turned out that little Wenyan had no interest in reciting poems.

Ever since she saw her father practicing martial arts in the morning one day, she began to pester Chu Yanyi to teach her martial arts.

"Practicing martial arts is too hard. Wen Yan, you are a girl, and girls should learn some hobbies like reciting poems and writing essays, which are not tiring."

"No, Daddy, I want to learn martial arts. I want to travel the world and become a chivalrous heroine."

"..."

"Dad, I want to learn martial arts. If you don't teach me, I will go find Uncle Sun and the others to learn."

The Sun Bo that Wen Yan mentioned was the imperial guard who protected Chu Yanyi and Luo Yi.

"..."

Chu Yanyi was a little helpless.

It seems that his children's interests and hobbies are completely reversed.

His Zhaoming liked reading more than practicing martial arts when he was a child, and his daughter Xiao Wenyan had a beautiful face, but she liked martial arts more than wanting to be a talented woman.

Luo Yi saw Chu Yanyi's depression, she smiled and comforted him, "Let her be, didn't we give birth to Yan'er just to make her happy? As long as it can make her happy, why shouldn't we satisfy her as her parents?"

"Girls are always out there in the world, I'm worried she'll be in danger."

"Then why not send more people to protect her?"

"My lady is really thoughtful." Chu Yanyi's eyes lit up and he said to Luo Yi with a smile.

"You love too much and think too much." Luo Yi couldn't help but laugh and joked, "Husband, people come to this world for a short time, whether it's good or bad, don't think too much, isn't being happy at the moment the most important thing?"

After hearing Luo Yi's sigh, Chu Yanyi couldn't help but smile and put his arm around Luo Yi's slender waist, "My wife's words always make me admit defeat and be convinced."

Luo Yi raised his hand and scratched Chu Yanyi's high nose bridge. "After so many years, you are the only one who likes to praise me so much."

"That's because my wife is talented, very talented, so I am so convinced of you." Chu Yanyi said with a smile on his face.

Chu Yanyi and Luo Yi lived in Jiangnan for several years, and what they missed most was the time they spent in Lijia Village under Yuecheng.

Although at that time, both of them had their own ulterior motives.

But this does not prevent Lijia Village from becoming the most beautiful memory in their hearts.

When little Wenyan grew up, Chu Yanyi and Luo Yi went to live in Lijia Village for another two years.

It was not until the two were old that Chu Zhaoming was worried that something might happen if they continued to live in Lijia Village, so he brought them back to the capital.

When Chu Yanyi left this world, Dajin finally ushered in its second golden age under Chu Zhaoming.

At that time, Da Jin was the most powerful country in the entire Central Continent.

Da Jin gets along well with its surrounding countries, and both small and big countries are happy to do business with Da Jin.

The silk and porcelain of Da Jin were exported overseas, and there were constant streams of ambitious people from foreign countries coming to Da Jin to study and exchange ideas.

On the streets of Dajin, you can often see foreigners with different skin colors and eye colors.

With the arrival of this prosperous era, a large number of brilliant stars emerged in the literary world of the Great Jin Dynasty, leaving many wonderful chapters for future generations.

Before Chu Yanyi left, he held Luo Yi's little hand and said softly, "My dear, I have lived up to my brother's wishes before his death. This prosperous world is finally what he wished for."

"Yes, my husband, we have lived up to Brother Wen's trust."

"But I feel that life is too short. I haven't been with you long enough before I have to say goodbye to you."

Hearing this, Luo Yi's eyes were burning, "No, husband, wherever you go, I will go with you."

Chu Yanyi quietly left this world just as Luo Yi finished speaking.

Luo Yi also left this world not long after Chu Yanyi left.

**

When Luo Yi opened her eyes again, she saw an ugly and terrifying evil ghost suddenly pounced towards her in the gray fog.

Before Luo Yi could react, the evil ghost's sharp claws grabbed his neck.

"Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced, if you dare to come one step closer, I will make this little ghost fly away."

As the evil ghost's voice fell, two familiar figures suddenly walked out of the thick fog.