"You didn't drink Meng Po soup?" When Xia Chun heard this, he was very sure.

"Nope!" The corners of Li Qianxun's mouth showed a hint of happiness, "I'm glad that I didn't drink Meng Po soup, and I came to this beautiful and peaceful world after I died." If I had drunk Meng Po soup, I wouldn't have remembered our agreement. Brother Chun, you must have drunk Meng Po soup, you don't remember the things of your previous life, it's okay, I just remember! ”

Those tragic pasts, those painful histories, it is enough for her to carry them alone.

The heaviness of history should not be pressed on a hero who died on the battlefield.

Xia Chun stroked her delicate and beautiful face, "Carrying the memory of a lifetime, you must be very tired and tired!" He was very distressed, so distressed that he was almost out of breath, and he desperately hoped that he could immediately have the memories of his previous life, so that she would not have to bear the pain caused by the ten days in Yangzhou.

"Not tired!" Li Qianxun's hand was on the back of his hand, "In Nannan's words, I am the lucky one, and only the lucky one will have the memory of the previous life." Although when I think of you, my heart hurts, and it hurts to the point of despair, but waiting for you is the greatest and greatest happiness, the greatest and greatest reward! In the end, my life will be fulfilled and I will live up to the mercy of the heavens. ”

Xia Chun's response was to take her into his arms and hold her tightly in his arms.

Even if Li Qianxun does not regret it, even if Li Qianxun says that he is not tired, Xia Chun also knows the exhaustion and pain caused by carrying the memory, and in the evening, he said goodbye to Zhang Baisheng and his wife, who were talking happily, under Li Qianxun's reluctant gaze, and turned around to find Quan Shengnan.

He knew that in the things that Li Qianxun didn't tell him, there must be a deep sense of affection that he didn't know.

In his previous life, he died on the battlefield, so what about Li Qianxun?

What a great obsession it is to make a person refuse to drink Meng Po soup when he is reincarnated!

Xia Chun knew Kwon Seung-nam's home address and found her smoothly.

After hearing his intentions, Quan Shengnan sighed, "Do you really want to know your last life?" ”

"Yes!" Xia Chun nodded, with a firm expression, "Chihiro said, you know anything between me and her, there are some things she didn't tell me in detail. However, I want to know everything, even if I can't remember my previous life. Fourth aunt, please help me and tell me everything you know! ”

"Qianxun is the youngest daughter of Mr. Li Fangli, a Confucian in Yangzhou, a scholarly family, everyone is beautiful, I only know that you and her are the words of the matchmaker of your parents, it seems that she is also a childhood sweetheart, she didn't say it in detail at that time, I didn't ask in detail. I know what you're trying to ask, you want to know what happened to Chihiro after you died on the battlefield, right? ”

"Yes, I want to know! But she didn't say it, and I was afraid that I would ask more deeply and remind her of the pain of ten days in Yangzhou. ”

Quan Shengnan pushed the brewed tea in front of him, "After you make a marriage contract, you will be married in the year of Chihiro and Lu, but the situation at that time did not allow it, in order to resist the Qing soldiers, you joined the army, and your marriage was delayed again and again." When Chihiro was seventeen years old, you died on the battlefield, and when Chihiro learned the bad news, she hanged herself with a white silk. Her obsession is heavy, her soul is not separated, she has traveled between the past and the present, and she has been waiting for you to appear. Xia Chun, Chihiro has a deep affection for you and is loyal to you, even if I am an outsider, I feel very moved! ”