Chu Ci looked at his darkened face and hooked the corners of his lips again, "Isn't it almost time to get married?" There is only a year and a half, and a year and a half can't bear it? ”

Before, Lan Guifei had indeed discussed a more suitable day with Chu Ci, and now it is definitely too late to prepare, and if the emperor can't survive this winter, then the whole country will have to mourn for a year, so a year and a half after is the most suitable time.

No matter who Chu Ci's husband was in the end, the wedding was prepared to take place at that time.

"It's just over a year, soon." Chu Ci had a smile in his eyes and patted him on the shoulder.

Su Yu looked at Chu Ci's face and was silent for a long time, and retorted extremely quietly and quickly, "...... Hurry up and fart. ”

Where did you go to school?

Chu Ci couldn't help but raise his hand and patted the door of this person's head, "Dirty talking? ”

“…… No. ”

It sounds weirdly aggrieved.

Chu Ci couldn't help laughing, and his head was still resting on his chest.

Her hair was scattered all around, and her face was soft and beautiful, and she smiled as if the stars in the sky were in her eyes, which was really beautiful.

Su Yu finally couldn't help but bow his head and touch the corner of Chu Ci's forehead, and before he spoke, he heard Chu Ci shouting at him with a smile over there.

"Su Yu."

"Huh?"

"Fiancé?"

“…… Kindness! ”

'Su Yu's love value is +1, currently 99. ’

After the two spoke, there was less distance between them.

was coaxed into pouring the bowl of bitter soup into Chu Ci.

Seeing Chu Ci fluttering in his arms and not wanting to drink, and saying that the imperial doctor was deliberately taking revenge on her, Su Yu had a gentle smile on his face, and undoubtedly poured all of Chu Ci down.

Then after stuffing a candied fruit into Chu Ci's mouth, he looked at Chu Ci aggrieved and aggrieved with the candied fruit, hiccuped, and finally shrunk in the quilt like he didn't want to see him.

The two have indeed been arguing for a long time, and the imperial doctor said that he wanted Chu Ci to have a good rest.

And Su Yu experienced the feeling of his heart being suspended in mid-air for an afternoon, and he also felt a little hungry and tired, so he didn't make trouble with Chu Ci anymore, so he lay on the bed and hugged Chu Ci into his arms from behind Chu Ci.

After Chu Ci tossed for a while, he still didn't let go, and said a word of rest.

Hearing the tiredness in his voice, Chu Ci didn't say anything more, and closed his eyes while holding the quilt like this.

It's just that this night is not destined to be peaceful.

The bell from the Imperial City rang nine times.

Break the silence all at once.

The first time Su Yu rang the bell was to open his eyes, raise his hand to cover Chu Ci's ears, and quietly listen to the bell ringing.

The corners of his lips curled slightly.

Snatched some of the noisy Chu Ci into his arms and buried her face in her chest, this is the direction of the imperial city.

In the Beiji Dynasty, the bell rang nine times, representing the death of the emperor of this dynasty.

Originally, Su Xiaotian seemed to be able to live longer, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't survive today.

Su Yu thought so, but he didn't have any other excessive expressions, and adjusted his posture while holding Chu Ci in his arms, and then fell asleep again.

By the early morning of the next day, the imperial city had already exploded, the emperor had just died of illness, and the eldest prince and his mother had already sensed that something was wrong.