"No, in the eyes of the concubine, His Royal Highness is a hero, a hero who stands up to the sky and the earth. Yes, it is inevitable for Da Yu to lose the country, but His Royal Highness blocked Beidi's soldiers and horses and helped the people of Da Yu. ”

Lu Cen Yuan scratched Jing Han's nose.

"It's not that you want to call yourself a 'concubine', Jinghan, I just feel sorry for you."

Distressed?

It seems that Jinghan should indeed be distressed.

Soon after the bride, the bride returned. The two of them poured the piano and mingled, who knew that under an edict, Lu Cen Yuan would go to the battlefield.

After Lu Cen Yuan's death, the imperial doctor diagnosed the posthumous child in Jing Han's belly.

Jinghan originally wanted to go down to accompany him, but with the fetters of the child, alone, alone in the world, he pulled the child to grow up.

"In the last life, I owe you." Lu Cenyuan's voice sounded, a little hoarse.

Jing Han shrank in Lu Cen Yuan's arms, and her shaggy hair rubbed against Lu Cen Yuan's chin.

"No, you don't owe me."

Jing Han buried his head in Lu Cenyuan's neck socket, and when he spoke, the urn sounded angry.

"A husband and wife, where can be distinguished, who owes whom."

Indeed, in the previous life, if it weren't for Lu Cen Yuan protecting her, with Jinghan's fiery temperament, she wouldn't have known how many times she had been killed by the cane, and where would she get the next thing.

"Accompany me to the museum on the weekends, I want to see things from the past."

"Good!"

Jing Han smiled and came down, and when she didn't pay attention, tears fell again.

"I cry like this, I don't know how many times I've been in front of you! Tears have long been worthless. ”

"How so?"

Jing Han stared blankly at Lu Cenyuan's suddenly enlarged face in front of her, and helped her kiss away the tears from the corners of her eyes little by little.

"Don't ......"

"I'm itching ......"

Lu Cen Yuan seemed to be amused by Jing Han.

"Okay, I'm not going to make a fuss."

Jing Han looked at himself in Lu Cenyuan's eyes, and for a while, in the room, only shallow breathing was left, and the clock was ticking and turning.

When he saw the girl in front of him rushing over, Lu Cenyuan's body stiffened.

Jing Han licked her lips, closed her eyes, and walked up regardless of it.

The girl's house is always very soft and fragrant, and occasionally there is a little confusion.

For example, Comrade Chen Jinghan, because he has not practiced for a long time, his little face is red.

I was too excited to succeed again, and at three o'clock in the morning, there was still no tiredness.

It's okay for Jinghan not to sleep, she is an unemployed vagrant, it doesn't matter.

But Lu Cen is far from it, and he has to worry about everything in Hongyu, big and small.

"You go to sleep first!"

Jing Han blushed and pushed the person next to her.

"Good! Let's do it together! ”

Jinghan pursed her mouth, she was reasonable, she should have agreed to such an invitation, but the girl's family was always a little shy.

"What do you think? Just sleep. ”

Jinghan covered her face, okay, she was thinking about it.

Soaring into the air again, Jing Han almost buried her face in her chest.

"Good...... All right! ”

The next day, Jinghan had a sore back, and she was so angry that she got into the bed, and no matter how Lu Cen Yuan coaxed her, she didn't come out.

"I was wrong, in the future, not anymore!"

Jing Han glared at Lu Cen Yuan, I really believe that you are a big-headed ghost.

Suddenly, Jinghan remembered a sentence from "Song of Long Hatred": "When the waiter helps up the delicate and weak, try the new inheritance".

"Mother, get up! Soy milk is beaten outside! ”