Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 1007: The ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (ten)

The ninety-ninth bowl of soup dream (ten)

What did Song Jin do when he suddenly ran away after being violently stimulated?

He ran back and burned all the **** pictures and notes.

Then because his right hand touched something very soft and cute, he was reluctant to wash his hands all day, and when he saw Qinghuan, who had changed into women's clothes, the next day, he was in a bad mood. Different from the men's clothes, she was extraordinarily beautiful and soft in women's clothes. Song Jin hardly dared to look up at her. When he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the ground, and his voice was trembling. This appearance has been seen by many people. Everyone has followed him in the Western Xinjiang. It is different from the Royal Forest Army who couldn't wait to show their loyalty in the main hall that day. For Mr. Meng who suddenly became the son of the deposed emperor, he was suddenly not. , and the matter of suddenly becoming a woman, the Western Xinjiang army has a high degree of acceptance.

What does it matter? Good-looking people can be self-willed. Mr. Meng can be a man if he wants to be a man, and a woman if he wants to be a woman!

But the lord is really innocent. It has been more than half a month since Mr. Meng became Miss Meng. The wedding matters were quickly prepared, and they were going to do it together with the new emperor's enthronement. The lord saw that the girl was still Head down and trembling voice.

I'm really worried about the Queen's wedding night.

For this reason, Zhou Lao and Fan Lao licked their old faces and found a complete set of **** palace pictures from the collection. together.

If this is the case, it will definitely not be discovered. Wouldn't this save the face of the prince, after all, the prince is still a novice.

Song Jin wanted to be alone with Qing Huan before the big wedding, so he called her for a discussion. Although her daughter's dress was restored, her position in the Western Xinjiang Army did not change in the slightest. The status and popularity are even higher, and the entire Western Xinjiang army seems to be the only one to follow her, and she has forgotten that the real master is Song Jin. As soon as she walked into the barracks, a group of **** didn't need to yell or beat, all of them stood upright in a military posture, their fists were fierce, and they were full of male power.

No chance, no chance, performance in front of Mr. Beauty is performance, who would like to show beauty to her sloppy and incompetent side? Even Elder Zhou, who was usually sloppy, carefully shaved his beard and put on clean silk and satin clothes. Song Jin beat him a few times to make him stop talking to Qing Huan. As a result, the little old man was very righteous and usually went out together. Running around, why didn't you say anything at that time? Besides, everyone has a love for beauty, what's wrong with him taking care of himself? Could it be that the prince is satisfied when he gets tanned in the barracks every day?

Ah, Mr. Zhou thought of himself when he was young. At that time, when he went out, how many big girls and little daughters-in-law peeked at him. His admiration for him was beyond words, and many of them could be lined up from the capital to the western border.

Now that she knew that Qing Huan was a woman, Song Jin finally asked the girl to serve her. Coincidentally, it was the two they brought back from the Western Xinjiang. Petite, a fit, slender and slender, these two always make Qing Huan want to laugh when they stand together.

Knowing that Mr. Meng is really a girl, the two girls couldn't believe it. How could they not reveal the slightest clue after their observation so hard? !

Three nights before the big wedding, Song Jin and Qing Huan had dinner together. The two of them served, and Song Jin also told Qing Huan: "These two girls seem to be clever and clever, but they are actually the most stupid, even you. Even women can't see it."

"Did the lord see it?" Qing Huan asked with a smile.

"Of course." Song Jin responded without blushing. "I've known it for a long time, otherwise how could I have a deep-rooted love for you? This is obvious, I just know it, and I'm happy with you."

A lot of **** and outrageous sophistry.

When Song Jin was there, the girls didn't dare to be angry or speak out. As soon as Song Jin left, they took the initiative to explain to Qing Huan to prove their innocence. It wasn't because they were inflexible and observant. It was because the prince was too harsh at that time. ! The round face said: "You don't know, girl, the lord asked the slaves to test you, and also set the rules for the slaves, not to wait for you to bathe and change clothes, not to have physical contact with you, and to not allow the slaves to speak witty things, you talk about it, slaves How capable are you, the lord has such high requirements?"

"Not only that, but the slaves are not allowed to look up at you! The slaves are not allowed to live in the small hall at night! Even let the slaves keep a distance of more than five steps from you!"

That's really hard for them.

Qing Huan smiled and rewarded them with some good things, and the two girls were satisfied. Song Jin could not have imagined that his old bottom would be ripped off. He has now convinced himself that he has seen her from the very beginning. As for the body of the daughter, as for the eighteen styles of Longyang... what is it, it doesn't exist, I don't know, I haven't heard of it.

What surprised Qing Huan was not only Song Jin's easy letting go of her "children of the abolished emperor", but even the concubines and concubines of the abolished emperor, who were innocent, he did not add any more guilt. He only hated the Emperor Abolition, and did not let the hatred spread to other people.

Injustice has the first debt and the owner.

What Qing Huan didn't expect was that she hadn't really married Song Jin, and some people were more active. Because of habit, Song Jin now often asks her to be with him when he approves memorials. He sometimes encounters some problems and always wants her to accompany him. But these days, she often has to try on wedding dresses, embroidered shoes, etc. She doesn't go often, which makes Song Jin very resentful.

As a result, the day before the big wedding, she went to the imperial study to find Song Jin. As soon as she entered, she found that the atmosphere was extremely cold. Song Jin sat in front of the desk and looked coldly at the kneeling person, surrounded by Zhou Lao and Fan Lao. Seeing her coming, they first subconsciously smiled at her, then continued to look at the man, Qing Huan walked up to Song Jin curiously: "What's wrong?"

"Let's go down first." Song Jin was too lazy to let her see such a person, so Zhou Fan Er Lao took the initiative to avoid it, and by the way called the **** to drag the kneeling person out. As for how to deal with it afterward, they both knew in their hearts.

"Huh?"

"Don't worry." Song Jin first comforted her. "I won't marry anyone but you."

Qing Huan understood as soon as he heard it. Now that Song Jin is so proud of himself and his power is overwhelming, some people are naturally eyeing this piece of fat. She was pulled by him to sit on her lap, and her slender fingers touched his frown. Although this person is often expressionless, he will frown unconsciously, so there always seems to be a touch of depression between his eyebrows: "Don't be unhappy, am I not here with you?"

"Yeah." Song Jin rubbed against her and sighed leisurely, "I always feel that it's not enough...but I also feel that I am very greedy."

Qing Huan didn't speak, just touched his head.

This is just a dream with no past and no future. In the dream, you experience birth, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, and when you wake up, everything is in vain. It is only in a dream that such beauty can be obtained.

To fulfill his dream of growing old, the more beautiful the dream, the easier it is to wake up.

However, the sadness was only for a moment, Song Jin quickly recovered from that vain state, and suddenly remembered, he seems to...haven't taken the things that Er Lao gave away from the memorial! If she finds out that he is taking notes again, she will definitely laugh at him!

The things in his mind are complicated and difficult to distinguish, but his expression is very indifferent, as if nothing happened, he picks up Qinghuan and walks into the back room for storage. He has said it a thousand times, as long as she is alone, she will never There are others, no matter who it is, it doesn't matter.

This is his inverse scale.

He loves this person deeply, from bone to soul, even if one day this body is destroyed and the soul turns to fly ashes, it will remain unchanged.

What others can't give forever, he can give it, and give it like a sweet treat.

As long as he can stay by her side, he can do things that ordinary people can't imagine in his life.

He can.

Sure.

On the day of the wedding, Song Jin was even more nervous. Although only those close to him could see his nervousness, at least in the eyes of others, the new emperor was unparalleled and had a powerful aura—only Qing Huan knew that Song Jin's reddish ears , and the hot, sweaty hands that reached out to hold her.

His eyes are reverent, his infatuation with her far outweighs his desire for power and the throne. He even took the initiative to tell her that she would not have children. After a few years and the government was stable, he would pick a decent child to take with Zhou Fan Er, and then take her to Xianyun Yehe.

He wants to be worthy of Grandpa Huang's teaching, and he doesn't want to waste the rest of his life being separated from her.

If they can be together, he hopes that there will never be a third person, and that there will never be another person to lead him. In this way, a simple life in the past is his humblest and most extravagant wish. He has spent his entire life working hard for this wish.

Song Jin is now the emperor, so naturally no one dares to play the trick of drinking wine in the bridal chamber. He hurriedly left the banquet and exchanged glances with Zhou Fan Er Lao before leaving. , um, it's much better than what he's seen in the past, at least he didn't vomit, and he was very willing when he took notes, and he was fanciful.

This is the scene he has dreamed of, longed for, and can only appear in dreams, and now it has come true.

He ran to find the person he loved deeply. He was always afraid that she would disappear if he didn't pay attention. This kind of inexplicable panic and anxiety came from nowhere, and he always felt that he couldn't catch her, no matter what No matter how hard you try, you will eventually lose the only trace of your scent.

I really want to see her.

Want to grow wings, fly over roofs and crowds, and go to her side.

If only it could last forever.

But if you can't, that's okay.

Because he is easily satisfied and never regrets it.

Tonight, the moon is so beautiful and cool as water.

She is so beautiful too.

As in a dream.