Su Gongzi Training Husband's Blood and Sweat History

Ling Huaimo didn't come after all, not to mention whether he wanted to or not, his physical condition alone didn't allow him to run around with those two boring people in the cold.

In front of the mansion where he was temporarily staying, King Qi Han Xinyin stood beside the car with the cat in his arms and did not intend to go up. He waved to Han Xinchen and the Sumerians who were already seated, and smiled very politely: "Huaimo is not feeling well, and I also It is inconvenient to go to Jinan Temple together. There is no fun in Tongzhou, so the fourth brother should go to seek entertainment!"

"You said you were going, why didn't you go?" Han Xinchen picked up the heavy curtain on the car window, raised his long and narrow eyes, and there were more jokes in them, and sneered, "When will the third brother's words be accurate?"

"I didn't say I was going!" Han Xinyin raised the corners of his mouth, raised the cat into the air with a smile, and clicked his lips like a rascal: "At that time, my little peanut master is going! I'm just asking for everyone's opinions. That's all! To save people from talking about it in the future, didn't I bring peanuts here on purpose! If the fourth brother doesn't want to look at it, then he can only ask Mr. Su? Peanuts are well-behaved and the most painful, besides, I believe in the heart of a beautiful woman Always soft."

Han Xinchen looked at Ling Huaimo's cat as if he had seen him, and he was very unhappy, so he waved his hand and refused without even taking a second look at the shiny fur cat: "I'm used to Guanyan being clumsy, Ling He can't take care of your lord's baby! I'm afraid it won't be able to keep up with today's ceremony! However, Jinan Temple is in Qidi, if Master Ling is willing, he will naturally spend time with Peanut to participate in another ceremony."

Han Xinyin hugged Peanut back into his arms, with a smile on his lips, watching Qingjian's carriage sink into the street.It wasn't until the front of the car turned that he couldn't see at all that the smile that had been hanging on his face all year round gradually disappeared, and the sternness in his eyes emerged.Whether it was before or now, he is always envious of Han Xinchen. His father, mother, and even those who are a little bit tempted can all be caged by his side. He doesn't need to try his best to please, and he doesn't need to force him to accommodate him. Everything seems to be a matter of course. of.How can anyone be so lucky?Why can anyone get all this so easily?

"Aim!" Peanut was hurt by Han Xinyin's increased strength, and screamed and jumped out of his arms, and ran for a long distance before turning his head carefully.Peanut is ten years old, a veritable old man among cats. Although his fur looks shiny, his body is getting fatter and his bones are aging.

After the crisp autumn weather, the sky in the winter moon has always been gloomy, as if a lot of cloudy air has gathered above the city of Tongzhou.The cold wind made people shiver, Han Xinyin breathed a sigh of relief, and walked back as if comforting, repeating silently: "Fortunately, there is Huaimo! Fortunately, there is him!"

Today's ceremonies almost attracted men, women and children from all over Tongzhou, but anyone who could walk had to run up the mountain, and the light carriage was blocked halfway up the mountain and couldn't go up.After all, he was not on his own land, so it was rare for Han Xinchen not to put on airs. He frowned but didn't say much. He pulled Su Guanyan out of the carriage and blended into the flow of people going up the mountain to pray for blessings.

A woman's mournful cry could be heard in the ear, and a few men and women in white clothes came in twos and threes along the path.The young woman walking in the front was supported by two women on the left and right, and walked up the mountain with difficulty with her stomach straight.

Some people comforted him intermittently: "Don't be sad! Think about the child in your stomach, your man went up to defend the city because of your mother and son, if you have any troubles, he won't worry about killing you!" A lot of side effects, the woman rubbed her eyes and cried more fiercely, mourning and complaining because the crowd who went up the mountain became more sad.

"Who doesn't have a dead man! Why are you crying!" The aunt walking beside Su Guanyan wore a blue square scarf on her head and held a huge bamboo basket. She looked like a hardworking master with her big arms and waist. Ningning heard it for a long time. Unable to bear it any longer, he reprimanded in a rough voice: "My man is defending the city to death! My son is also dead! What should my mother do? Why can't I live if a man dies?! The days are long, Those who are alive must live well, otherwise they will not die in vain..."

The aunt's eyes were red, and she couldn't continue. She wiped her eyes with her rough palm, and said in a firm tone: "This life is a life-changing one, and you must live well in the future!"

The sobbing young woman finally stopped, and before the slow-moving crowd had time to let go of their sorrow, the old lady who had always had wooden eyes suddenly seemed to be stimulated, knelt down on the ground, and cried loudly: "My My son! How can you let me live as an old lady! If you leave, I will have no future! I have been looking forward to you all my life, and if you leave, I will have no future!"

River lanterns are not a rare thing, why bother to come here?Su Guanyan was aching all over from the sadness that filled the mountains. She stood there unable to wipe her feet, and looked sideways at Han Xinchen.He seemed to be used to it, no more expressions could be seen on the cold face, the corners of his mouth were flattened into a line, and after a while he whispered: "One must have something to look forward to in life, otherwise living will become a burden."

"Your Majesty, do you have a wish?" Su Guanyan leaned closer to him, and seized the opportunity to play a joke: "There are so many people who came to petition today, and your wish is so big, I'm afraid that the matter of thousands of miles of land will The Bodhisattva has no energy to manage."

Han Xinchen didn't care how many pairs of eyes there were around, Da Ming embraced Su Meiren's waist, and sighed exaggeratedly: "How do you know that what I made is that wish, maybe what this king came to ask for today is to be with you." Mr. Su will grow old together forever, and will never leave for three lives and three lives!"

"The Buddha doesn't care about this. If you really want to ask him, it would be more realistic to find a rabbit master to worship." Su Guanyan didn't believe what he said, and replied with a smile on his eyes: "Besides, Guanyan thinks that the prince doesn't lack anything except that!"

"How could it be?" Han Xinchen's serious expression didn't look like he was joking at all, Su Guanyan was a little unsure of what he meant, so Fu He nodded and agreed: "No matter what the lord lacks, Guanyan is willing to accompany you! "

Su Guanyan couldn't put down a heart-warming cup of warm wine once he lifted it up. Han Xinchen clenched his wrist and walked forward in silence. The seeds that fell in his heart began to grow wildly as if under a spell, and a thought came to him in a trance— —Even if he drank a glass of poisoned wine, so what?

The master's ceremony lasted from noon to dusk. The strong sandalwood fragrance lingered on the top of the mountain for a long time, and the incense ash spread a thick layer on the ground, which was blown up by the cold wind from time to time, staining the clothes that came here.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but Su Guanyan, who had knelt together with everyone and prayed for a long time, looked up and found that the thick clouds over Tongzhou City seemed to have partly dispersed, and the golden sunlight diffused through the gaps and filled the streets of the city.

What is Han Xinchen's identity?Naturally, the great monk, who would not kneel down with the common people to worship the gods, stayed far away from the crowd, and his slightly thin clothes were blown close to his body by the wind on the top of the mountain.With a wide robe and wide sleeves, the red jewel on the black jade hair crown dazzled people's eyes. Su Guanyan, who searched around and finally found him, turned around completely and looked at the man bathed in the sun in a daze.The outline inlaid with gold is like a beloved man stepping on colorful auspicious clouds in the mouth of a storyteller. The gentleness exuding from his body makes it difficult to associate him with fierceness. My heart was a little flustered, and the stuffy feeling in my chest was rushing out desperately.

The ceremony was over, Han Xinchen walked through the crowd and pulled the Sumerian, who was still a little dazed, to his side.

It takes a long corridor to go from the main hall to the back mountain. Han Xinchen didn't know the way and just led people away from those motley guys. Pressing against the wall, lips press together lightly and then part quickly.Small bright flames sprang up in the black eyes, and the gentle and gentle breath sprayed into the ears, and the generous palms slowly rubbed on Su Meiren's shoulders: "You can put the lotus lantern at night!"

"What are you going to write in a while?" Han Xinchen didn't intend to proceed at all, and traced slowly on Su Guanyan's face with his fingertips.

Su Guanyan was made hot all over by him, and the air in his chest couldn't keep up with the air coming out. His face was flushed, his white teeth bit his red lips, and he smiled with effort: "Of course it's about Prince Hope, King Qi, and Lord Ling. Stay safe and healthy."

"I don't need to write it anymore, just write Han Xinyin and Ling Huaimo and show it to the Buddha." Han Xinchen slid his hand from his shoulder to his back, and twirled his index finger around his lower back, making a smirk Said: "Maybe the Buddha who is far away in the Paradise sees that these evildoers are still alive, and with a wave of his hand, he directs the dirty things from the underworld to come up and drag them away!"

Unable to tell if he was teased by the words, or because he made it too itchy, Su Guanyan couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh, and was about to say something witty while lying in his arms, when she heard a still immature voice asking : "Who is over there? The road to Wishing River is not here!"

The laughter was suffocated, and the four eyes met for a moment, Han Xinchen held back all his strength, and howled "Meow!"

The little monk was startled by the sudden strange voice, and watched the two people, one black and one green, running past him like the wind, and then he regained his composure and wanted to call Master and Senior Brother.It's just that when someone arrives, the so-called shadow can't be seen.

Han Xinchen and Su Guanyan searched for a long time before finding the way. By the time the wishing river was reached, the river was already covered with white lotus lanterns.Su Guanyan looked at the last lamp in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth and muttered: "How could the paper stuff really float in front of the Buddha, if I can't see the mountain, it will melt into the river!"

"Your mouth is really stinky. If you are thrown into the river by them in a while, I will not save you?" Han Xinchen pointed to the person guarding the river, his eyebrows raised exaggeratedly: "I didn't answer me well when I asked you just now! What do you think?" Write what?"

"I have nothing to worry about and I have nothing to write about." Su Guanyan pushed the lotus lantern to Han Xinchen, bent her eyes, and smiled clearly like a fox: "It's better for the prince to write. Thousands of miles of land, people's aspirations, and invincibility , whatever it is!"

Han Xinchen looked at him, then at a small lotus lantern, and without refusing, he wrote two large characters "Ping An" in a fluttering manner.

"It is indeed the most important thing for the prince to be safe when he is away on an expedition." Su Guanyan took the lotus lantern, lit the small candle in the middle, and walked carefully to the river.

With his hands wrapped, Han Xinchen hugged Su Guanyan from behind, and his voice was so gentle that water dripped out: "It's not me! It's us! We're all going to be safe! Guanyan, let's let go together!"

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