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Five hundred and ninetieth chapters become your wife

In the backyard of the Buddhist temple, the bamboo leaves move lightly.

When Li Chongjiu slashed at Li Zhiwan with this sword, Li Zhiwan did not dodge, but closed her eyes. Although Li Chongjiu tried hard to stop, the blade still flew over Li Zhiwan.

The long sword in Li Zhiwan's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and a touch of bright blood bloomed on the bamboo leaves. Li Zhiwan's thin and long eyelashes were shaking. At this moment, her face was very quiet, and all love and hatred were gone with this knife.

Li Zhiwan's body fell involuntarily, and when she opened her eyes, she was already lying in Li Chongjiu's arms.

Li Zhiwan smiled sweetly on her face, but tears were left in her eyes: "Little thief!"

Li Zhiwan's tears and blood dripped obliquely on Li Chongjiu's clothes. Looking at this scene, Li Chongjiu's eyes were filled with tears and said, "Why are you so stupid?"

Li Zhiwan shook her head and said, "I am dead, I will live up to the Li family so much, and I will not let you down for your friendship that has come from thousands of miles to find me. Wan'er, I will have no regrets in this life to see you before death and die by your side."

"You are not allowed to say death." Li Chongjiu quickly pulled off his clothes and bandaged Li Zhiwan's wound.

"I have long thought about dying, but I always want to be the last one. In fact, when our marriage failed, I went to Chang'an and asked the people from Silitai to forgive you, so don't blame me for not going to Huaihuang Town to find you."

"I have never blamed you." Li Chongjiu's eyes burst into tears.

"Really? You really haven't blamed me." Li Zhiwan's eyes were filled with tears, but her face was full of joy.

She raised her head and looked at the rustling bamboo leaves on her head, and said to herself: "Do you still remember what Jianxue said to me after the burning of Qiqian Village? "

Li Chongjiu nodded and said, "I remember, I said I believe you."

Li Zhiwan struggled to look at Li Chongjiu and said, "From then on, I have you in my heart."

"Stop talking, I'll carry you to treat the injury." Li Chongjiu picked up Li Zhiwan.

"I have a lot to say to you, but I don't have much time." Li Zhiwan's head rested in Li Chongjiu's arms.

"No." Li Chongjiu picked up Li Zhiwan and strode towards the monk's room.

Li Zhiwan raised her head, with Li Chongjiu's face printed in her eyes and said softly: "Do you know? The most regrettable thing in my life is that I have not been able to become your wife."

Li Chongjiu walked with great strides and said with a forced smile: "Nonsense, when we were in Qiqian Village, didn't we pass the ceremony?"

Li Zhiwan thought of the farce-like bridal candle and said quietly: "Yes, little thief, you have to remember, I have a reputation. Then can I ask you something in the end?"

"I promise you."

"You agreed before I could say it."

Li Chongjiu smiled bitterly.

Li Zhiwan's eyes were half closed, and she felt her strength leaving her and said, "I want to beg you, can you regard me as your wife? Because I died, you married... Princess Changle... as a wife."

Speaking of the last few words, Li Zhiwan was already weak and her eyes slowly closed. Li Chongjiu said angrily: "Zhiwan, you are not allowed to say anything more."

boom!

The spring weather is like a girl's face, changing as soon as you say it.

It was a sunny day in the morning, and the weather changed in the afternoon. In the blink of an eye, it was already covered with dark clouds.

At this time, the sky was already thunder, and the rapid rain in the mountains was about to hit.

On the mountain road of Puji Temple, hundreds of soldiers from Qinghe County were rushing to the temple. Cui Junsu, the governor of Qinghe County, was also riding on the mountain road in a sedan chair, cursing the ghost weather while urging the soldiers on both sides to drive faster.

Cui Junsu was even more complaining in her heart, "What's wrong with being the governor of Qinghe County?" If something happened to the problem that His Majesty told him this time, it seemed that he would be the governor of the county.

As soon as Cui Junsu arrived at the temple gate, he saw a bunch of monks at the door looking up. Seeing Cui Junsu’s county soldiers coming, the monk in charge said, “Empress, you are here, our temple has been hit by bandits.”

"Bandits? What bandits?" Cui Junsu ignored these monks and said to his county soldiers: "Hurry, encircle the entire Puji Temple for me. No one is allowed to leave. If someone forcefully goes down the mountain, you need to stop it, but you cannot hurt the other party. If you find out, you will immediately repay me. If something goes wrong, I will punish you severely. Do you understand?"

"No!" the soldiers answered together.

After Cui Junsu gave the order, the county soldiers led by the lieutenant to head to the temple gates.

Cui Junsu finally recovered and said to the monk: "What are you talking about? Oh, I won't say anything anymore. Take me to the temple to see it."

At this moment, the monks did not dare to neglect and brought Cui Junsu and the soldiers of fifty counties from the mountain gate into the Buddhist temple.

In the Buddhist temple, Mrs. Cui was sitting on a chair, and several maids rubbed her chest and back, while Concubine Cui stood aside in disappointment.

"The county magistrate is here, the county magistrate is here."

When Mrs. Cui saw that it was Cui Junsu, she stood up immediately and went to Cui Junsu and said, "Uncle, you are here, my Cui family has been bullied."

"Sister-in-law, who bullies you?"

"Then!" Mrs. Cui pointed at Zhou Zhou and the other five.

Cui Junsu was about to look at who these five people were, but when he saw the sound of the bead curtain, one person rushed out from behind the bead curtain.

It turned out that Li Chongjiu walked out of the monk's room with a woman in his arms, and said anxiously on his face: "Hurry up, save someone!"

Everyone looked at the woman in Li Chongjiu's arms, with a beautiful appearance, but her eyes were closed and her breath was dying, with blood coming out of her body, and she couldn't help but be shocked.

"That bandit killed someone!"

"Thief, you actually hurt your sister! I will fight with you." Concubine Cui said furiously.

"Uncle, take him down." Mrs. Cui said.

However, Cui Junsu saw Li Chongjiu, glanced at everyone, but bowed in the hall, "My minister Cui Junsu paid homage to Your Majesty."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone opened their mouths and couldn't close them.

"See Your Majesty, save people quickly! Clean up the monk's room, hurry up!" Li Chongjiu shouted angrily.

The elder of Puji Temple on the side saw the opportunity very quickly. Although he didn't understand why the thief turned into His Majesty, he still said, "Hurry up, prepare the monk's room and there are medicines to cure the wound."

After hearing what the elder said, the monks in Puji Temple became busy immediately.

Mrs. Cui reacted quickly on the side, and immediately said kindly from shouting at Li Chongjiu, "Your Majesty, I have a good plaster in my body that can cure the girl's injuries."

"Catch it now, do you still have any doctors in the hospital?"

Li Chongjiu glanced at Li Zhiwan in her arms, but saw that her eyes were closed.

Puji Temple immediately cleaned up the monk's room and asked the old monk who was proficient in medicine in the temple to treat Li Zhiwan's injuries.

Half an hour later, the old monk walked out of the room, and Li Chongjiu immediately met and asked, "Old Zen Master, how is she?"
Chapter completed!
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