Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

Royal weddings have always had strong political significance, and in Jiang Jinhe's opinion, they lack a lot of the joy that belongs to a wedding.

Jiang Jinhe no longer has parents. Even if she did, with her status as an emperor, the only one she could report to is God.

After all, the Emperor is the Son of God, not the son of man, and this mysterious trick is used to increase the majesty of the emperor.

Jiang Jinhe had a premonition that she didn't have much time left, which was why she urged the Imperial Observatory to choose a date nearby.

On the second day of the second month, the dragon raises its head. This fake dragon of hers will not live to see this day.

But she was not sad about the impending death. She had known that she would die and she had already panicked.

People who grew up in a pool of spiritual energy will feel like fish out of water every second after leaving a place with abundant spiritual energy.

Jiang Jinhe didn't want to regret her choice, but if Gu Qingyan was really willing to stay with her forever.

She thought, it’s not that she doesn’t want to live a little longer.

If I had known that he would lose his memory and become so obedient, I might have really not wanted to go down the mountain.

Jiang Jinhe laughed at himself and drank another pot of wine.

Ridiculous! When did people become able to decide their own destiny?

This terrible mission can either be done by yourself or by others.

Seeing Gu Qingyan's silly look, he really wanted to take the blame for them.

He is so good to his disciple. If I didn't have the identity of his disciple and dared to do such a evil thing as drugging him, I would have died eight hundred times ago.

Jiang Jinhe's figure was reflected on the brocade screen through the dim light.

His posture was elegant and aloof, but the wine jugs on the ground somewhat ruined the atmosphere.

People have five senses: sight, sound, smell, taste and touch. How many of them do you have left now?

A month ago, she had to hold her breath before she could eat the dishes made by Gu Qingyan, but now, she could not taste anything even after drinking such strong liquor.

It was a waste of the food that the master cooked. He could neither taste the flavor nor sustain his life which was like a broken lantern.

Jiang Jinhe wanted to continue pouring the wine into his mouth, but at this time a hand reached out from behind and took away the wine jug in Jiang Jinhe's hand.

Jiang Jinhe turned around and saw Gu Qingyan with an unexpected look on his face. Jiang Jinhe buried her face in his neck.

Only then could I smell the scent that belonged to him again.

Jiang Jinhe's voice was laziness-filled.

"Master, we will be married in two days, why are you unhappy?"

Gu Qingyan heard Jiang Jinhe calling him like this when he was drunk, but he didn't react at all. Sure enough, he had recovered his memory.

It's just that they were both playing dumb.

It's good to play dumb, it's good to play dumb...

Jiang Jinhe thought, since he was going to die anyway, he might as well indulge himself.

She didn't know why Gu Qingyan didn't point out these things. Maybe he was thinking that she was going to die and there was nothing she could do to him.

Considering the relationship between master and disciple, I can say that I died in the line of duty, which allows me to leave with peace of mind.

Gu Qingyan looked at her. In the vast sky, Jiang Jinhe saw herself in a puddle of mud.

"I see you don't take care of your body, how can you be happy?"

Jiang Jinhe punched his chest weakly with a wanton smile on his face.

"I just drank some wine, does that mean I don't take care of my body? I don't take care of my body myself, Master, can you take care of it for me?"

Gu Qingyan picked up Jiang Jinhe, his delicate face was as white as snow.

Jiang Jinhe was still not obedient and tried to break free from his arms. Her crimson robe was rolling like the setting sun.

"I don't want to leave. I haven't had enough wine yet. If you let me drink, I want to drink!"

Jiang Jinhe wanted to joke with him at first, but suddenly she got angry and looked at Gu Qingyan with majestic eyes full of oppression.

When Gu Qingyan looked at her, he felt that Xuetuanzi had become the emperor.

But his pace did not change at all, and he carried Jiang Jinhe steadily to the hot spring.

"Even if you are drinking, you can't drink something so harmful to your health. You have to take good care of your body."

Jiang Jinhe wanted to tear off the last layer of fig leaf and tell him.

Anyway, she will die soon no matter how I take care of her, so why can't I let her be happy for once?

But in the end she still didn't say anything, and as if she had made a mistake on Xihua Peak, she buried her face in Gu Qingyan's chest.

After she could no longer see anything, her sense of touch, which had degenerated to the point of almost disappearing, seemed to become more sensitive.

She seemed to be able to feel the warmth of Gu Qingyan's embrace again.

After sobering up, Jiang Jinhe seemed to have forgotten what happened last night and returned to his old self.

After dealing with government affairs, he played around with Gu Qingyan, his attitude natural and arrogant.

She just liked seeing Gu Qingyan pampering her.

The hair that was cut off when he came down the mountain has grown longer, and Jiang Jinhe feels that it seems to be almost the same as before.

Jiang Jinhe leaned in Gu Qingyan's arms. Without his magic power, Gu Qingyan could only use a handkerchief to dry Jiang Jinhe's hair bit by bit.

But from his gentle eyes, you can see that he enjoys it.

Jiang Jinhe asked him, "Qingyan, is my hair almost as long as before?"

Gu Qingyan shook his head: "Your hair grows very fast. It is already two fingers longer than before."

Jiang Jinhe held a strand of his hair and said, "Your hair is really beautiful, much more beautiful than mine, but I've never seen it grow long."

Gu Qingyan whispered in her ear: "My hair is all white, how can it be said to be beautiful? Only old people have white hair, and it makes you look old."

"My hair won't grow. Look at the grass and trees outside the window. They grow in spring and wither in winter. They grow longer and thicker."

After hearing what Gu Qingyan said, Jiang Jinhe's attention was diverted.

He said with a smile: "Your hair grows in spring and falls in winter. Do you lose your hair in winter?"

Gu Qingyan finally dried her hair and took the comb to comb her hair. She didn't feel anything, just that it didn't hurt.

"When have you ever seen the Jade Spirit Trees drop their leaves due to the changing of seasons? It was probably when you went to bother them that they shook their branches and dropped leaves all over you."

Jiang Jinhe turned around and hugged his waist.

"When did I ever make trouble for them? I went there to thank them and play with them."

Gu Qingyan smiled slightly, gentle and cold, just like moonlight.

"It's better for you to bother them more often. Otherwise, they will just sleep and won't know when their cultivation will improve."

Jiang Jinhe said with nostalgia, “I wonder if the Jade Spirit Trees still bloom, their nectar is the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted.

Their fruit is delicious, but their nectar is sweeter.”

Gu Qingyan recalled the situation of Xihua Peak when he had just left, and said lightly: "It will bloom, and there will be a lot of nectar."

Jiang Jinhe felt his mouth watering when he recalled the goodness of the nectar.

"Luckily, their nectar doesn't cause cavities in my teeth, otherwise my teeth would have been broken long ago."

Gu Qingyan said objectively: "Your teeth are very hard and won't break."

Jiang Jinhe bit him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'll let you feel how hard my teeth are!"