The sky was already slightly bright, and Shen Mingzhen looked out the window, not knowing what she was expecting, whether it was the figure that often squatted there to peek at her or the face that she was very familiar with but also very unfamiliar.

She wanted to see him, she couldn't wait to see him, Shen Mingzhen ran outside the courtyard, she thought that according to Song Chenyu's temperament, she should be here to guard her.

After all, he had been guarding her grave for a long, long time in his previous life.

Song Chenyu leaned on the branch, playing with the token sent by the Shen Mansion in his hand, Shen Mingzhen didn't have anything to carry since she was a child, only the small brand, which was given to her by Mrs. Sun, with silk characters written on it, and Shen Mingzhen had carried it with her since she was a child.

The snow-white undershirt is still a little wrinkled, and if it weren't for the delicate facial features on the white and tender face, as well as the slightly flushed face, I am afraid that it will be similar to the female ghost who returned to the soul in seven days.

Song Chenyu looked down and saw Shen Mingzhen's lost soul, as if he was looking for something?

Wanwan has always been honest in sleep and never wakes up in the middle of the night, he will guard her in this tree from time to time, looking at that face greedily, as if he wants to make up for what he missed in his previous life.

But what did he see, he saw Shen Mingzhen sitting in the courtyard, his face was full of horror, as if he was looking for something, Poria had just been driven out, he knew that Shen Mingzhen was awake, but his Wanwan seemed to have a nightmare.

A cloak with warmth was draped on Shen Mingzhen's body, and those somewhat godless eyes seemed to have hope in an instant, and in Song Chenyu's eyes, it seemed that there was something different in Shen Mingzhen's eyes.

The warm fragrance and warm jade entered his arms, Song Chenyu felt the warmth and body fragrance belonging to the girl in his arms, the string in his heart seemed to explode, and his mind was blank, until the clothes on his chest came with a trace of wetness.

Song Chenyu touched Shen Mingzhen's hair with pity, and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, I will protect you." ”

He thought Shen Mingzhen was having a nightmare.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."Shen Mingzhen muttered in her mouth, the tears in her eyes couldn't hold back anymore, how strong and handsome the person in front of him was, but he fell into such a fate in his previous life, a general who fought on the battlefield tried his best to calculate his family and his nephew because she was a woman who had become a wife, what a bright and upright person, but he didn't even take into account his mother's last wishes.

In the past, she thought that Song Chenyu would treat her special only because she was just right, and even Song Chenyu in front of her was a little naïve, but Song Chenyu was such an excellent young talent, born in the Hou Mansion, how could he be honest and upright, what she did was just because Song Chenyu was afraid that she would be scared.

Song Chenyu listened to the person in his arms apologize over and over again with a crying voice, and his heart throbbed, but he didn't know what Shen Mingzhen was for, so he could only cry with Shen Mingzhen at a loss.

After a while, Shen Mingzhen withdrew from Song Chenyu's arms with a red face, oh my God, what did she do, she actually hugged him and cried.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Shen Mingzhen, who thought calmly, looked at the clothes on Song Chenyu's chest that were obviously different in color, and stammered and apologized.

Song Chenyu bent over and approached Shen Mingzhen with some amusement, so close that he could see Shen Mingzhen's slender eyelashes, like two small fans fanning slightly, the delicate skin like mutton fat jade had fine fluff on it, a small but straight nose, and pink red lips were tightly pursed.

"Little crying bag, what are you nervous about, I won't eat you again."

Nodding Shen Mingzhen's little nose, Song Chenyu was in a good mood.

In the past, Shen Mingzhen was often nervous and vigilant in front of her, he knew why, it was because he was a member of the Shen family, even if he agreed to his marriage, it was because it was her best choice and the choice she had to make, it had nothing to do with love, but now Shen Mingzhen's attitude towards him has softened significantly, although he doesn't know why, but Song Chenyu is happy in his heart.

Listening to the doting in Song Chenyu's tone, Shen Mingzhen's face turned even redder.

"General Song, why did you marry me?" Shen Mingzhen's red lips opened lightly, this is something she doesn't understand, whether it is in her past life or present life, she doesn't know much about Song Chenyu, and she doesn't know why Song Chenyu wants to marry her.

Song Chenyu was stunned for a moment and laughed, in Shen Mingzhen's eyes, it seemed that he was the only one left who was colored, Song Chenyu was undoubtedly very good, both in terms of appearance and talent.

Although it is not Song Ziyi's delicate and handsome, but it is a very delicate appearance, and he still has the title of the first beauty before he is fourteen years old, just because he has been in the army for many years, Song Chenyu has an extra murderous aura, so that people will no longer feel that face is weak.

No matter how you change that facial feature is still that facial feature, that face is still that face, Shen Mingzhen looked at the face that she had never looked at seriously, impeccable, and beautiful.

"Because it's you, I want to marry you." Song Chenyu said, the smile on his face became more and more wanton.

"Kyoto Prefecture is better looking than me, and there are countless beautiful women who are more talented than me, why must it be me?" Shen Mingzhen looked at the narrow wind eyes fixedly, different from her phoenix eyes, she had a charming attitude, which was due to the change in her temperament after studying medicine.

Song Chenyu's phoenix eyes are very rare and reveal a clean feeling, and the small tear mole in the corner of his eye makes him very ignorant.

"Little crying bag, you say, is there anyone more beautiful than me in Kyoto Prefecture?" After saying this, Song Chenyu's whole temperament has changed dramatically, there is no coldness in front of Feng Yan and others, nor is there the fierceness in front of people, and there is no honesty in front of her, the whole person is like an elf in the night, the clothes are still dressed in that dress, but the tenderness in his eyes is like water, and the temperament of the whole person has softened.

Being looked at by Song Chenyu Shen Mingzhen is as if she is feeling a person's unique love, indeed, such Song Chenyu can not be compared to any beauty in Kyoto Prefecture.

But in an instant, Song Chenyu changed back to that Song Chenyu, gently touched Shen Mingzhen's hair, and said softly: "Wanwan, I have a lot of secrets, but you have to believe me, I won't hurt you never."

Shen Mingzhen didn't speak, she naturally believed it, but she was uneasy in the face of such a Song Chenyu, because such a Song Chenyu had never seen it even in her dreams, and Song Chenyu in the dream still cared about the righteousness of the family and the country and the people, but now he seems to have changed a lot, as if he was not the same person as what she saw in her dreams.