"Oh, you kid knows best. ”

Zhiwan pursed his lips and disagreed.

The handsome judge curled his lips and smiled, with a hint of watching a good show in his eyes: "My lord, just look at it." ”

Zhifei looks upright, in fact, he is the most soft-hearted, such a person, if he falls in love, he will probably be unable to extricate himself.

I can't see it now, it's because she doesn't know what it's like to be emotional, if any of the divine powers take this lawless adult......

That's pretty good.

The judge said that he was very, very much looking forward to it.

The judge at that time did not expect that he was just saying it, but he turned it into a prophecy.

When everything happens later, all he can do is be silent and forget.

…………

Cut, the judge swore an oath back then, but six hundred years later, she is still single.

Zhiqian spread his hands disdainfully in his heart.

At first, she was determined, as if she was about to be slapped in the face, but the result was ......

cough, isn't the result here, she still hasn't taken off the list, nor is she crazy about love, crazy about love, and banging against the wall for love.

So, the people who came here...... Advice from the ghost is not always accurate.

Nor can experience fully measure the facts.

"You are the soul crosser who did not hesitate to jump into the Lechuan River in order to wait for his wife?"

Zhiwan took the pen and tapped the table regularly, and asked with an eyebrow.

As soon as these words came out, Meng Qingyao turned his head to look at Uncle He, and it happened that Uncle He was also shocked and turned his head to look at Meng Qingyao.

As soon as the eyes of the two ghosts touched, they turned their eyes back one by one as if they had been burned.

The originally peaceful atmosphere was froze by the words of Zhixuan.

Meng Qingyao calmed down a little and said calmly: "Husband...... Jumping into the Lechuan River?"

There is no beginning or end to these words, but they are clearly pointed, obviously confirming to Hebo.

He Bo was silent, and couldn't find a better explanation, so he had to break the jar and say, "...... It does. ”

"Dare you not make it clear to Ms. Meng yet?"

Zhiqian was stupidly laughed, what is there to hide from this kind of thing, even if you hide it, you can't hide it for long, after all, there are a lot of ghosts who know, maybe whoever will say it inadvertently.

According to Zhixuan's idea, instead of asking Meng Qingyao to hear some "stories" from other ghosts that have lost their original color, it is better to go into battle and tell them clearly.

This Mr. Hebo is really a fool for 600 years.

Zhifei couldn't help but have such a thought.

It's not that Hebo doesn't know this truth, but what about people, that's it, knowing is knowing, and doing it is another thing.

Just like a set of truths, anyone will say that they can't distinguish the advantages and disadvantages, but they can really be put into practice, but they have their own opinions.

He knew that he couldn't hide it, and his wife would know sooner or later, but there was always a hint of luck in his heart, no one could say, right?

Moreover......

In fact, these things are not very important, and it is the same whether the lady knows or not.

Knowing it, maybe I'll be worried and sad for him.

So why tell Madame?

He volunteered to wait for his wife to stay in the underworld, volunteered to jump into the Lechuan River in order to stay in the underworld, and voluntarily was washed away most of his memories to be a soul crosser.

All of this is his own choice, and there is no one or ghost forcing him.

Tell Madame, and then what?

Madame will be moved, will be distressed, and will blame herself.

There will be a lot of negative emotions, which is more than worth the loss for him.

He has forgotten many things, the only thing he remembers is the love for his wife, and for this he can give everything he has so far.

What Hebo thinks in his heart is not known to others, but Meng Qingyao can understand one or two.

She turned her eyes to look at Hebo, and when she saw her husband's expression, she guessed what he was thinking, angry and funny.

"The husband hides such a big thing from the concubine, doesn't he treat the concubine as his wife?"

"How could Madame think that!"

He Bo immediately denied it, he was stupid, he couldn't speak, and he was afraid that his wife would misunderstand, so he was at a loss for a while, and his forehead was so anxious that his forehead was bulging.

"Husband and wife are one, and the husband doesn't cherish himself like this, and he doesn't cherish the concubine, if not, he doesn't treat the concubine as his wife. ”

So, Tie Hanhan, choose one, did you hurt your wife, or didn't treat your wife as a wife.

Zhiqian smiled secretly in her heart, feeling that this Meng Qingyao Meng Meng was quite appetizing to her.

If it were another day, maybe they would become good friends.

The happiness of eating melons made Zhiqian not interrupt the conversation between the couple out of sound, but watched the play frequently with a cold face and a barrage in his heart.

Zhiqian watched the play happily, but Hebo, who was watching the play, was not so relaxed, he listened to the gentle voice of his wife, and only felt that the cold sweat was about to come down.

"Madame...... Madame, it's not like that......"

He tried to explain that he didn't mean anything at all, but at the critical moment, his throat and tongue stopped working, and he couldn't spit out a useful word.

I can only say "not so" over and over again, plus a few "madam" during the period.

That look was a little pitiful, Zhiqian had no heart and no lungs to look happy, but Meng Qingyao softened her heart.

The concubine knew that her husband didn't mean this, but her husband's approach made the concubine think of this. ”

The husband himself doesn't feel anything, but the concubine is distressed. ”

The female ghost with a gentle face as water softened her eyebrows, and looked at Hebo, who was anxious and dazed in the depths of her eyes, with a little sentimentality, and sighed faintly.

She stared into Hebo's eyes, as if she saw another soul through him.

The one who hasn't lost her memory, not so complete, her husband.

"Mortal beings, or life as short as a mayfly, or immortal as a turtle, should not expect eternity, we love each other for a lifetime, have a happy marriage, have lovely children, I don't feel any regrets, and I never thought about continuing the edge in the next life. ”

"Love this thing, it can't stand the consumption, today we promise the ends of the earth, it is rare to keep one life unchanged, the next life, the next life ......"

"Those are too far away, too unpredictable. ”

"You and I love each other, not only because you are you and I am, but also because of the environment we are in, because of the family background of you and me, because of the education we have received......"

"These things are not static, and in the next life, we are not necessarily ourselves, and the rest is even more difficult to guarantee. ”

"So ......"

Meng Qingyao smiled with tears in her eyes: "I don't ask for eternal love, husband, don't force it." ”

Fate is a thing, just let him go back and forth, force it, I'm afraid that nothing will happen.

"Madame......"

Hebo subconsciously shook his head.

No, it can't be like this.

We...... We used to say that we will be together for the next life and the next life.

This is our promise......

How can it be just like that?