Jinghua was still under the lamp, and many formations of soldiers were drawn on the paper, as if he was studying tomorrow's tactics. His large table is now occupied by Ah Mo, which is full of her bottles and cans, flowers and plants. He also had a bunch of things to write and draw, but he could only set up a small table pitifully, and his huge body bent over it to write.

"Is Jinghua waiting for me? Why don't you sleep yet?" Ah Mo leaned behind him and hugged him coquettishly.

He smiled and put down his pen, turned around, and let her sit on his lap, "Our little miracle doctor has been busy all day, is he tired?"

"I'm fine. She buried herself in his arms, sniffed, greedily smelled the cold plum fragrance on his body, and said distressedly: "It's you, you've been busy for another day and night, Jinghua, you can't be too tired." ”

She just came in from outside, her hands were still cold, and she wanted to grab his hands to cover her warmth, but when she touched it, she felt that his hands were cold to the bone, and she couldn't help frowning, and said, "You also said that you will take care of yourself, why are people who have been in the house all the time have hands like ice cubes?"

Jinghua stood up quietly, poured a cup of hot water for her, and said with a smile: "I've been writing, and my hands are naturally cold." How can you jump up and down like a monkey?"

Ah Mo said happily: "The monkey is good, I like that Sun monkey, he is strong and free! But then he lost his interest, and he worshipped the golden cicada as the master, I don't like him!"

Jinghua smiled: "You know that he was originally a stubborn stone refined by the mother goddess when she mended the heavens and the earth, and the monkey's saying is just a catastrophe in his mortal world, no matter what he becomes a monkey or something, he is still him, and in the end it is still impossible to escape the fate of refuge." ”

Ah Mo looked at him and said faintly: "Jinghua, what is our destiny chart? What will happen to us in the future?"

Jinghua smiled faintly, "Momo, we are the Protoss, and our destiny chart is hidden in the Star Pavilion, which cannot be calculated. ”

Ah Mo seemed to come up stubbornly, hugged him tightly unreasonably, with a nasal voice, and said persistently: "No, I want you to say, what do you say we will do in the future?"

Jinghua smiled slightly, and in turn hugged her in his arms, "I can't count it, but I think you are also a good child." We will have eight sons and six daughters in the future, and we will sigh to ourselves if we are born to Jiang Chiyu, okay?"

Ah Mo's face turned red, and he grimaced: "Are you all pigs in our Canglong family? Eight sons, six daughters, I'm tired to death." ”

Jinghua thought about it seriously and said, "Then six sons, four daughters, let's make up a whole ten." ”

Ah Mo shyly "bahed" him, but his depressed mood was much better. Jinghua saw her yawn again, so he carried her to the bed, pulled the quilt for her, and coaxed her to sleep.

"Jinghua, you can sleep with me, okay?" she held his hand.

"Well, I'll come back in a little while," he smiled, "Momo will go to bed first." ”

"Jinghua ......"

"Huh?"

"When the war is over, will you take me to Hangzhou to play?"

"Okay," he smiled gently, "as soon as the battle is over, leave, Hangzhou, Baili, and Yomaha...... Momo can go wherever she wants. ”

He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, watching her fall asleep and fall asleep.

He still had a lot to do, but just looking at her sweet sleeping face, for a while, he was also distracted and reluctant to leave.

Of course his hands were cold, because he had only been in the house for a short time.

He went to the hospital and wanted to take her home, but saw that she was feeding Qinglan soup one bite at a time.

That happy appearance made him unbearable to disturb.

He stood outside the door for a long time, the cold wind froze all the pain in his body a little bit, and he was not jealous, let alone unhappy.

He just stood outside the door and sighed.

That's right, Qinglan's ear voice was sharp after he lost his sight, and the sigh he heard was his.

He felt that Qinglan and her were actually quite compatible.

He felt that it would be nice if they could be together in the future.

They were originally childhood sweethearts, if it weren't for the extra mouth he had in the purple bamboo forest a year ago, now Xu has been in and out of pairs.

In this world, it is not that no one can live without it. Now Momo loves him, but if she has never seen him, maybe she will live a happy and ordinary life. Who can guarantee that he will do better than Qinglan, will he love her more, or will he be able to spoil her longer?

Momo kept holding his hand before going to bed, and asked unwillingly, what will happen to them in the future? He also wanted to answer justly, but he, a person who has no future, can he do anything but lie all over his mouth? He can't even listen to what he says.

Love is like a moth to a fire. At first, I only coveted the warmth of the fire, and wanted to take a closer look, or I felt rational and controlled, thinking that I could grasp the proportions and just look at it, so as not to burn myself.

Have one's head in the clouds!

is as calm as he is, but he can't escape a greedy thought.

After eating the candy, I wanted another bite, and I wanted another bite, and I wanted another bite.

Not only burned herself, but also ruined her.

They once said how far they went, and they also said that they would never be sad to leave in a chic way, but now, she took his hand and asked, Jinghua, what can we do in the future?

Yes, she already regrets it, and she wants a future.

He also regretted that he shouldn't have been in the bamboo forest.

If that day, he obediently read his book in the house and didn't go out to provoke her, what would have happened now?

She is still the little princess of the West Sea, smart and mischievous, carefree, she will have six sons and four daughters with Qinglan or someone else, Qin Se and Ming, grow old together.

And he is still galloping on the battlefield, when his life is over, he will fall to the ground and die casually, that is, chic, how can there be so much tenderness, and there is no way to worry about so much.

She will have a future.

It's just that in that future, there will be no him.

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Chenhua was by the white lotus pond, raised his hand and scattered a handful of fish food, and in an instant, a group of red-tailed koi fish came out of the bottom of the water and scrambled to gather at his feet.

He raised the corners of his lips, bloomed a lonely smile on his handsome face, and said to himself: "Now you are the only one who still recognizes me, the third prince, come, and reward you with food!"

Chenhua has been very empty lately.

Since Jiang Yi was tied to Zhuxiantai, the confidants and friends who hugged him before and after him avoided him one by one, and they had no time to drink tea and chat, no time to talk about scriptures, and no time to chase texts and pick up girls.

He went to find his confidants, but they were all turned away, and he turned the love things he had sent when he was blending oil in honey into a small bag, and threw them far away from the wall, saying that the three princes were in love with the world, and the little woman was ugly and sparse, and she couldn't climb high, so please let go of a horse.

After he was rejected a few times, he realized that he was now a loser, and everyone disliked him and avoided him.

So he no longer bored himself, except for sometimes when he was really bored and came to find Xuan Yao, he basically hid in his palace honestly, and for thousands of years, he had never been so peaceful.

I was also so proud, I once thought that I was the favor of thousands of people in the Nine Heavens, and I thought that there were so many people holding the moon in the stars, and even patting horses openly and secretly, and he would definitely be crowned as the crown prince in a few years, and he would inherit the throne of the emperor in place of Xuanhua.

It turned out to be all fake.

The affection of parents is fake, and the affection of friends is also fake.

His Baoqing Palace, once like a city, guests ushered in, the most lively time for a few days and nights were lit up all night, but now, it is so deserted that it is only afraid that it is comparable to Chen'an Palace.

Hehe, counting the eldest brother, these princes don't mix very well.

A prince is hiding from the world in the Wufu Sea, a prince is in danger on the battlefield, and another is implicated by the queen mother, and I am afraid that there will be no future in this life.

This father of his is really ruthless.

And his queen mother is not an ordinary person.

Listening to Xuan Yao, the queen mother is not very good now, she is pierced by two heavenly thunder and ten thousand arrows every day, and people look crazy.

He listened, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

He has not been to Zhuxiantai, not because he is unfilial, but because he does not dare. He didn't dare to look at the current appearance of the queen mother, as if as long as he went and touched, the appearance of the arrogant, tough, and cold-eyed queen mother in his heart would collapse.

He just lived like this every day, shrinking his shell and living in a mess.

When he is extremely bored, he will also think of the little girl in the West Sea.

The one who rewarded him with a punch and a kick at the first meeting, and scolded him fiercely at the last time.

What is she doing now?

Are you still with your second brother?

It would be nice if nothing happened. If the second brother seals Kua's father and comes back to heal his injuries, he will marry Xuan Yao smoothly. If his mother and uncle hadn't rebelled, then he would still be the carefree and beautiful His Royal Highness the Third Prince.

He can go to his parents in a grand manner, and drive dozens of carriages of bride price to marry the little princess of the West Sea. After getting married, he will definitely change his ways and be a good gentleman, and those rouge and vulgar fans who used to be less and more important are no longer worth seeing.

Then in this life, even if he does not have any great achievements, but fortunately, he will be safe and happy.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world.

Now he doesn't dare to provoke his father, let alone visit his mother, the two brothers are too busy to take care of themselves, and his friends avoid him. He can only feed the fish boringly, waiting for the time when Xuan Yao is in a good mood, sending warmth and stealing the cold, turning the phoenix upside down, relying on a little ridiculous stimulation, and continuing to numb himself.

He looked outside, and Xuan Yao went to Lingxiao Hall today to report to his father on the accounting arrangements of various ministries at the end of the year and the budget for the coming year. She's been so busy lately that she can't see anyone every day.

I came early in the morning, caught up with her and was in a hurry to go out, I couldn't even say a word, only said that I would wait here and come back in the evening to serve her well. Hehe, her shelf is getting bigger and bigger, as if she is her male pet.

Chenhua laughed at himself. He finished feeding the fish, clapped his hands, and walked all the way back. The hallway and corridor are full of all kinds of colorful red and beautiful red roses, revealing fragrant flowers. Xuan Yao is the god of Sihua, thinking that she was in the sky in the sky, waiting for the second brother to return, wanting to see him, but she didn't dare.

Feng Shui has been flowing for many years, and now, it is her turn to wait for her.

Well, just wait.

He's got a lot of time right now, anyway.