Have You Written Your Will Today?

  Chapter 115 Isn’t your preference a secret toss?

  Cui Yun is not really embarrassing for a cat. Ming Jiqing entered the house to clean up the mess.

  The kitty also heaved a sigh of relief. After the crisis was resolved, embarrassment and shame swept through its nerves belatedly.

   Its legs are shaking. The pads hold a small heart.

   Actions are no different from ordinary people.

  Cui Yun thoughtfully did not drive it away.

   In this way, the drowsiness was relieved, and the boy bent his legs and half leaned on the couch, sitting lazily with a book in his hand. The arrogance of the son of the family is undoubtedly revealed.

  But it is far from the upright and self-sufficient Shen Wei saw a few years later.

  Shen Hua looked around with dark eyes.

  The furnishing of the study is the same as before. It's just that the position of the books on the bookshelf hasn't moved a bit.

   After an unknown amount of time, she let out a shallow breath and fell asleep on her stomach. There is no rabbit doll who is not used to sleeping with it, but fortunately, it can hold its fluffy tail.

   That is, Xin was found after half a stick of incense. Afraid of disturbing Cui Yun's tranquility, he walked slowly into Fu's body and wanted to hug Shen Wei out.

  Cui Yun's eyes stayed on the paper. But when Ji Xin just touched Shen Hua, she lazily made a sound.

   "Let it go."

  Ji Xin was taken aback.

"yes."

  Even if the weather is warm, the ground can be considered cool, that is, after Xin goes out for a trip, she holds a comfortable nest when she enters again, and settles Shen Hua to sleep in it.

  Seeing the cub breathing shallowly and curled up, she took out a white handkerchief from her sleeve as a quilt and covered it.

  After Shen Hua was moved to the den, she let out a dazed breath, accepting it openly. Obviously, she was used to being served.

  Inside the house, only the sound of pages turning is left.

  Of course, the calm was soon broken.

   "Cui Yun! It's over. I'll buy you a drink."

  Ji He carried a few pots of Autumn Lubai and swaggered inside. In the past few days, he also successfully sold the fake to the prince. Can't help being overjoyed.

  Cui Yun's eyes narrowed slightly. Obviously he didn't want to talk to Ji He, but because of the latter's identity, Shi Shiran got up and bowed his hands.

   "The Seventh Prince can drink by himself, Weizhen is too strong to drink."

   Jihe: …

   His mother will believe it!

can not drink much? Cui Yun can't drink well with this thing?

   "Pull it down! When your maternal cousin got married, you, brother Cui Bai, and Xuan Shen helped the new cousin's husband to drink, and blocked hundreds with three."

  A group of children from aristocratic families! Get down on the ground by three people.

  He felt ashamed for it.

  And that night, Cui Yun probably drank enough to drink enough for Cui Baixuan and Shen!

   Ji He was heartbroken: "Are you incapable of drinking? You don't want to drink with me!"

  Cui Yun squinted at him lazily. The thin lips moved.

   "My cousin's husband is weak, and he didn't drink alcohol since he was a child. The elders in the family specially told him, so the three of us had to drink."

  Hearing this, Ji He became even angrier.

   "Bah!"

   "You can say this kind of words?"

   "Chong Bingwen is weak? I don't know who threw me to the ground in the martial arts competition three years ago!"

"Yongchang Earl's Mansion has only one daughter in this generation. Yangling Hou's Mansion only has you and Cui Bai. You brothers value her more than anything else. At that time, the Xuan family was engaged to the Chong family, and the three of you were quite alike. It’s embarrassing for Chong Bingwen! How can he be so kind!”

  Cui Yun didn't bother to hide it from him.

   "He gave my brother a pot of orchids. The growth is gratifying, and it is a hard-to-find variety."

  Cui Bo's private favorite is orchids, but they are not sent to his heart.

   "He gave Cousin Xuan a stack of paperweights carved with white jade and bamboo."

   Jihe: …

   Last time Xuan Shen was showing off in front of him.

  The white jade carved bamboo paperweight is very rare.

   Ji He didn't know what to say for a while.

   Apart from being envious, he also looked down upon the betrayal of these three people!

   "Then what did I get you?"

  Cui Yun: "I don't have any preferences."

   There is no weakness, and it is really difficult for Chong Bingwen to overcome his brother-in-law.

   "..."

   Isn’t your preference secretly tossing people!

  Cui Yun wondered: "The two elder brothers reluctance to make things difficult, how can I be a villain, I can only follow the trend."

   "..."

   Ji He sat down in front of the coffee table.

  He was too lazy to argue with Cui Yun, both left and right were right.

  Ji He opened a jug of wine, and took a few sips with his head up and down. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but mock.

   "The palace spends money like water, and the empress intends to organize the empress dowager's birthday with great fanfare. But no one remembers that it is also my third brother's birthday."

  Ji Zhuan was born on the same day as the Empress Dowager.

  Cui Yun sat down opposite Ji He. From the corner of the eye, he paid attention to the ignorant and dazed cat who was awakened.

  It hugged its tail and looked this way. After meeting Cui Yun's eyes, the cub tilted its head, and tried hard to lift its thin and moist lips.

  Cui Yun raised his eyebrows, and asked casually: "The third prince has been away from Beijing for three years, right?"

   "Yeah, I don't know if I can come back in this life. I don't even have a letter."

  But everyone knows that there will be no good life.

   Ji He tutted and said: "That year, when the father sent him away, I cried a lot. After all, once the third brother left, I was the most pitiful prince in the entire imperial city."

   Having said that, he couldn't help frowning.

   "By the way, he met you specially before he left Shengjing. I was thinking that the two of you have never had any friendship."

  His words finally made Cui Yun look back at Shen Wei. But Shen Hua smelled gossip.

  She got up slowly, biting the white handkerchief and moving in step by step.

  Under the corner of the coffee table, she spread the veil with great effort, lay down very cleanly, and looked at the two of them eagerly.

  Cui Yun rubbed the center of his brows. Not to mention Ji He was confused, he was also confused.

  The third prince lived in seclusion after his biological mother committed suicide. But one day before departure, he came to the Yangling Marquis Mansion.

  Although he is not sallow and emaciated, he is obviously a year older than Cui Yun, but he is a head shorter than him.

  He asked carefully in front of Cui Yun.

  —Can the second son, Ming'er, **** me for a ride?

   Xu was afraid that Cui Yun would think too much, so he added cautiously.

  —Relying on Lord Hou to take care of her secretly all these years.

  —Right now, everyone in Shengjing is laughing at me, and I don’t know if I will have the life to come back. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't help himself due to poverty and embarrassment, he might have dreamed of getting acquainted with the second young master.

  Cui Yun suddenly felt abrupt.

   Cui Yang takes care of Fu Ji, what has he to do with him?

  But in a blink of an eye, he thought that Ji Juan had received too little kindness, and it was not easy for Cui Yang to send him off, so he found Cui Yun, who was the closest to his age.

  Thinking of this, he agreed.

  —The third prince's benevolence and righteousness are greater than the sky, so he needs to take care of himself.

  —Thank you.

   This is one of the few conversations he had with Ji Tran.

   On that day, when Ji Zhuan left Beijing, the sky was not yet bright, and there was no one in the royal family to see him off. Ji He secretly wiped away tears through the crowd.

  The people on the street were extremely silent. I feel deeply ashamed, but feel sorry for Ji Zhuan. But this is an imperial order.

  Foggy, misty and humid.

  Cui Yun kept his promise, and rode his horse all the way to the observation deck in the suburbs.

  He was riding a horse, and Ji Quan was sitting in the carriage. They were silent all the way until they reached the observation deck. Ji Tran lifted the curtain of the car and smiled at Cui Yun.

   That smile is pure, but also sour.

  The other party said the last four words.

  —…Leave it alone.

  (end of this chapter)