Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Zheng Zuoyang took the column incense and led Fang to the Yuelao Temple. The two stopped and looked at the couplet on the temple door——

May all lovers in the world become dependents;

It's a predestined thing, don't miss the marriage.

Zheng Zuoyang looked at Fang's, with deep feelings: "We finally become dependents."

Fang also looked at him and smiled slightly: "We haven't missed it."

Both laughed, and the corners of their eyes were wet. They walked into the temple door holding hands, entered the main hall, and then, together, lighted incense, and inserted the incense burner together.

"Zuoyang, do you have any regrets?" In front of the Moon Statue, the two kneeled on the futon, Fang's closed eyes suddenly opened, looking at Zheng Zuoyang, calm and safe.

"Yes," Zheng Zuoyang looked at her, and reached out and held her hand. "I didn't meet you earlier, so you endured so much suffering."

"Because they met, those who were not suffering in the past were not suffering," Fang said gently, and the corners of his mouth were curved with happiness and pride. "I only stepped on those sufferings before I could meet you and marry you.

"Jinli, you will have me in the future," Zheng Zuoyang said softly. "We are all happy and happy."

The two met each other and smiled, and seriously shook the three heads together at the Moon Statue.

"Mrs. Zheng, please." Zheng Zuoyang got up first, then reached out and helped Fang to stand up.

Fang shook his hand and smiled rarely: "Thank you Mr. Zheng."

"The rest of my life also asked Madam Zheng to give her a lot of advice," Zheng Zuoyang said in a serious manner to the other's family, "the niche is polite."

"Where and where, let's teach each other," Fang's mouth couldn't stop smiling, "Mr. Zheng."

"Huh?" Zheng Zuoyang stepped out of Yuelao Temple while holding Fang's face. "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just want to call you," Fang's eyes narrowed into a smile, "Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Zuoyang followed the example: "Mrs. Zheng! Mrs. Zheng! Mrs. Zheng!"

...

"Hahaha! You are so naive!"

"You too!"

The last two couldn't help but smile and stooped.

Enough of laughter, Mr. Zheng took his family Mrs. Zheng down the mountain rejoicing and walked to the foot of the mountain without forgetting to buy two pounds of maltose for their children.

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Jiasheng 10th May 28th

That night.

Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Lu Mingwei has been in bed again for a full month. In fact, people were awake twenty days ago, but until now Lu Mingwei is still speechless, unable to move, not only eating and drinking in bed every day, just Even big and small solutions can only be on the bed. Lu Mingwei was mad at his life. At this time, he fell into such a field. He was so irritated that he got sick of the disease, and he was the most taboo to get angry. , But the condition is not diminished, just suffering Zhao Ruhai.

Zhao Ruhai has been serving Lu Mingwei for half his life. He always knew that Lu Mingwei's temperament was doubtful and susceptible to serving. He also walked on thin ice for half his life, but looking back now, he only felt that the days before were really too comfortable.

"Long live, you have to take medicine," Zhao Ruhai holding the medicine bowl, kneeling on the bed and begging hard, this bowl of soup medicine has been heated for three times, but Lu Mingwei is not willing to take medicine, and he dare not , You can only heat the medicine over and over again, and begged over and over again, "Long live, Qin Tai explained, you must drink the medicine once before going to bed, you can't help but think about the dragon body, Long live ..."

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