After he jumped off the cliff and died, the throne naturally fell into the hands of Chen Yongheng. Chen Yongyu's death is a bit inexplicable for them after all. Therefore, it was later claimed that he was plotting to usurp the throne and kill the first emperor, so he was secretly executed...... So much so that many people were embarrassed when they heard about Chen Yongyu later. It's a pity that someone who was once so beautiful died quietly, and even carried such a reputation.

But what makes people feel even more pity is that the county lord of Wencheng who defended the country at the beginning, King Xin was not only killed by the former King Yu, but even all the people in King An's mansion did not escape this catastrophe. The hero who defended his family and the country was killed by others like that. is still a person who once cared for him, and whoever hears it feels a pity......

The rain gradually stopped, and Song Yichen retracted his distant thoughts. Now, in fact, he even complains a little about God in his heart, why did he let them live again, but he still carried the memories of his previous life. His greatest wish in this life is to marry the person he loves the most and spend this life. But now it is clear that this wish will not be realized......

However, if Song Yichen wants to let go, he really can't do it. Even if he was outrageously wrong, but asking him to give up Wen Xiaoluo is more uncomfortable than cutting off his heart......

At night, Song Yichen went to Wen Xiaoluo's room, and there was no hot food on the table. It's the coldest time of the year, and the food gets cold quickly. Song Yichen glanced at the meal with cold eyes and walked in. Zhu'er was waiting outside, and when she saw Song Yichen coming in and just thinking about luggage, she saw Song Yichen shaking her head. Motioned for her to go out.

Chen Yongyu and Wen Cheng in their previous lives, apart from them, they didn't know why the two people who were originally good had become what they are now. Zhu'er was puzzled, but she was helpless, she only hoped that they could reconcile soon, so that the two of them would suffer less......

Wen Xiaoluo is still curled up on the bed, she is just a child of a few years old in this life. The small body curled up in a ball, already thin, felt extremely fragile at the moment when he looked at Song Yichen like this. A lot of things have happened, and they can't be undone. He knew he owed her so much. He will use this life to make up for it. Be nice to her. But he really couldn't watch her disappear from her eyes anymore, that kind of painful feeling, he never wanted to experience again in his life. Call him cowardly, call him incompetent...... As long as she's by his side. He's willing to do anything......

Deliberately lightened his steps. Song Yichen walked to Wen Xiaoluo's bed and sat down. Wen Xiaoluo seemed to be asleep. It's just that his brows are still tightly locked, his face is covered with tears that have not yet dried, and his little face is miserable and white. It looks like I'm pitiful. Song Yichen felt a pain in his heart, and stretched out his hand to gently wipe the tears on Wen Xiaoluo's face, he had always been cold and indifferent, but at this moment he said to Wen Xiaoluo with a hint of flattery: "Luo'er get up and eat something first." ”

Wen Xiaoluo's long eyelashes trembled slightly, but he didn't open his eyes. The moment she regained her memory, all kinds of things from her previous life came at her overwhelmingly, as if everything happened only yesterday. Together with Chen Yongyu...... Or the hatred for Song Yichen is also extremely clear......

"I know you resent me, but at least you live your life again, and don't get along with yourself." Song Yichen's voice was as light as fluttering, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wen Xiaoluo's heart fiercely.

Song Yichen is right, she lives a lifetime, how can she waste this good time. She still has a lot of things to do, why can't she get along with herself because of a Song Yichen now...... Wen Xiaoluo slowly opened his eyes and looked at his immature little hands. Thinking of what Song Yichen said to her at that time, she was a child, and there was no one close to her in the world, with such a weak body, how could she survive in this world? The only thing she can rely on now is the Song family......

His eyes closed, and his little hand clenched into a fist, which half-rang and then released. When I opened my eyes again, there was a resolute look in my eyes.

Immediately, I saw her sit up slowly, and her eyes, which were full of dependence on Song Yichen before, were now silent. Seeing this, Song Yichen showed a bleak smile at the corner of his mouth, but he said, "I asked my subordinates to heat up the dishes." As if he were fleeing, he walked away quickly.

"No need, I haven't eaten anything when I was fighting before." It was almost the same as Song Yichen's cold tone in the past, but she looked like a little child after all now, and her immature words sounded a little strange from her mouth.

Song Yichen's footsteps paused, he didn't turn around, and his tone returned to his usual coldness: "You are not in good health now, you can't eat cold." With that, he left.

As soon as Song Yichen left, Zhu'er came in. Seeing Wen Xiaoluo's eyes a little dull on the bed, he sighed, slowly approached, and covered the quilt for Wen Xiaoluo, and then persuaded in a soft voice: "Miss, why do you have to be like this." What's not going to be solved? Everyone can see how well Childe has treated you for so long. You...... Can't you feel it? ”

Wen Xiaoluo's hand on the bed trembled slightly, not knowing how to answer. Zhu'er's words are good, Song Yichen's life...... It was indeed very good to him, so good that she was even afraid of losing her before she could regain her memory. This goodness is something that she thought about day and night in her previous life. But now she was afraid, afraid that such a good thing would be so good for him to get something from her...... She was really scared......

Seeing Wen Xiaoluo's silent appearance, Zhu'er secretly scolded herself in her heart. When will it be her turn to talk more about the matter of the young lady and the child, the feelings are there, even if there are some small awkwardness, it will be fine soon......

It didn't take long for Song Yichen to come in again, holding a tray in his hand, on which was a bowl of shredded chicken porridge and two side dishes. Zhu'er's heart jumped when she saw it, and she hurriedly stepped forward to take it. But he was avoided by Song Yichen.

"I'll come." After saying that, Song Yichen walked over in Zhu'er's surprised eyes, picked up the shredded chicken porridge, held a small crescent-colored spoon in the bowl with a jade-like hand, and gently stirred it in the bowl, after making sure that it was not too hot, scooped a spoonful and fed it to Wen Xiaoluo's mouth. Acting cautiously, no matter in the past and present life, no matter how favored or whatever, he has never served others. But now, even if the movements are a little clumsy, they are gentle and a little paranoid......

Wen Xiaoluo wrinkled, and wanted to refuse with a face, but he didn't know what to think, so he opened his mouth a little stiffly and ate the mouthful of porridge...... (To be continued.) )