"Okay!" Xiao Gengzi hugged the child tightly and returned to the woodshed. Does this mean that the empress is not leaving? His heart suddenly bloomed with joy. God bless, this relationship was saved. While he was happy, he did not forget to give Wan Qi Shen Feng saluted: "Thank you so much, King Xia Lan!"

Wanqi Shenfeng turned around and waved his hands and said: "This is what he, Fu Yunche, deserves!" If he doesn't love her, no one can keep her. When he turns around, a drop of tear falls in the wind. There is nothing the most bitter in the world. Love can make people laugh without knowing anything, or it can make people cry heart-piercingly. Fu Yunche, you win!

And I am willing to admit defeat this time. Yes, he was also moved by him. That hypocrite also knows love and will live alone for a woman. He is willing to give up the throne for a woman. It’s not that he doesn’t want to continue to be an emperor, but He was tired and couldn't do it anymore. When Wen Xinya left, he could still be his king.

But now, Su Mengdie is gone, but he can't do it anymore. He hates the word "tired" the most, and now he says it himself.

Su Mengdie deserves what he does. She is a good woman. Apart from occasionally losing her temper and being domineering, she has no faults. She is smart and witty. The only one who is worthy of her is Fu Yunche.

What a match? A match made in heaven.

He felt relieved when he handed her over to Fu Yunche.

"See you, empress!"

"Everyone get out!" Su Mengdie stood in front of the closed door. After dismissing the servants, she raised her foot and kicked the door open with a bang. As expected, she saw the guy sitting in front of the bed dejectedly, holding a wine jar and drinking heavily. , there were two empty altars scattered around him, which were originally here to wake him up. Seeing this scene, tears burst into his eyes uncontrollably again.

His fists clenched loudly. When he thought she was dead, was he drunk and dreaming like this all day long? The reason why he didn't shave was not because he thought it looked so stylish, but because he didn't care about the image at all. He walked slowly into the house. Leng Drink: “Are you just going to live on alcohol for the rest of your life?”

The man who was drinking frowned slightly, looked up, then continued to take a sip, and said coldly: "Didn't you leave? What are you doing again?"

"Of course I came to see if you were dead!" Su Mengdie's fist was already ready to move.

Fu Yunche sneered: "How could I die? The fate of the entire South Vietnam is in my hands, but it's you, Su Mengdie, why are you coming back?" After thirty years of drinking, he was already slightly drunk and raised his slender phoenix eyes. Asked in confusion.

Su Mengdie was furious when she saw the man looking like he was about to die. She stepped forward and kicked the man right in the chest.

A certain man was caught off guard, his whole body rolled into the house, and he immediately roared: "Are you crazy?"

"I'm crazy. I told you to drink. Besides drinking, what else would you do?" Su Mengdie turned all the grievances she had suffered for the past six months into strength and burst out. She rushed over and grabbed the man's hair with her fist. He hit that handsome face with bang, bang, bang, and never let go of any place he could get his hands on, such as his abdomen, shoulders, and so on.

Fu Yunche kept groaning, but he didn't reach out to push him away. He covered his head and shouted angrily: "Su Mengdie, you are so arrogant. If you don't stop, I won't be polite!" The drunkenness faded a lot in an instant, and he didn't understand why someone who should leave would just leave out of thin air. Show up? And be violent as soon as you arrive.

"You're welcome? No fucking reason for you to be polite, but you know the pain? Why don't you think about the pain when you hit me?"
Chapter completed!