After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around Chapter 363 Extra finally

   Chapter 363 Extra: The Final Chapter

   She fiddled with a lot of food for him, and made a dessert after the meal, which was loquat cake.

  The white, tender and glutinous skin is wrapped with golden loquat stuffing, which is very cute and round.

  Shen Juncheng stared at the loquat cake for a long time before picking up a piece to taste.

   is the taste in memory, even the sweetness is so similar…

  Su Anan sat aside, watching him eat with her cheeks raised, her eyebrows and eyes tender and nostalgic.

   She was always very excited, and seemed to be very happy because of his arrival. It was not until the evening that she became a little quieter and went to bathe silently with her clothes in her arms.

   Shen Juncheng looked at the room slowly, it was very clean, there was a pot of Clivia on the window, which he liked.

The incense lit in the    incense burner is what he likes.

   The color of the quilt on the bed is what he likes.

   Almost all the arrangements in the room are in the pattern he likes.

   He skipped them one by one, his eyes fixed on the celadon medicine boxes next to the dressing gown.

  Shen Juncheng picked it up, opened the lid and smelled it, it was Yuyan Cream.

   Didn’t he ask Maoming to study it, but he didn’t have time to send it…

With a screeching sound, she came out of the bath, changed into a thin middle coat, pinched out a thin waist, and her black hair swayed around her waist, like soft blue smoke.

Seeing him holding the box of Yuyan ointment, he said: “Oh, the wound on my face is almost healed. This jade ointment is really useful. Take the time to ask Imperial Doctor Du to come, and I will make a table of dishes to thank in person. Get him down, okay?”

   She thought to herself that it was because Imperial Physician Du had developed such a good wound medicine that she had hope of recovering her appearance.

  Although it can’t be compared to before the disfigurement, she is already very satisfied.

  Shen Juncheng put down the jade cream, looked at her, and hummed.

   Then it fell silent.

   The candle was dimly lit, and she stood aside, looking more and more graceful.

  Su An’an found that he had been looking at himself, and his face turned red. He grabbed the hem of his clothes with his little hands and asked, “Aren’t you going to take a bath?”

   Shen Juncheng didn’t make a sound, and still looked at her quietly.

   Her head was covered with blue silk, which made her look particularly charming under the candlelight.

   His eyes rolled, shy and timid, but he dared to meet his eyebrows.

   Shen Juncheng walked over as if uncontrollably, and then reached out and raised her chin.

   Under the candlelight, those eyes with a hint of shyness are really beautiful, like an autumn pond full of stars, making people unable to take their eyes off.

   Su An’an’s face was flushed red, and even the few red marks were pressed down, making him more and more charming.

   She didn’t dare to look him in the eye, she quickly looked away, and said, “I, I’ll change your clothes for you.”

   Little hands groped around his girdle, trembling slightly.

   Just before she could untie her girdle, suddenly, with a whirl, she was picked up by him and walked to the bedside.

   Curtain tent, covering the room.

   Only she whispered, “Shen Juncheng, Shen Juncheng…”

   He felt that it was the first time he heard her call him that, but for some reason, he subconsciously felt that he seemed to have heard it thousands of times…

   Every time, he deeply misses and covets, and would rather drown in her call…

   I’d rather never wake up for a lifetime…

   It was dawn, and the birds outside the window chirped, finally waking up the dreamer.

   Shen Juncheng stared at the top of the tent, then looked at the empty pillow.

   He was stunned for a long time, then got up to wash up, changed into black clothes, and went to the suburban garden.

  The bluestone bricks in the garden are covered with moss, the garden is unattended, weeds grow wildly, and the bedroom has a faint musty smell that has been vacant for a long time.

  It is different from the warmth in the dream. There is no her who lights up a bright lamp every night waiting for her to return. There is no her cheers, and there is no vitality full of flowers. The garden is withered everywhere…

   He closed his eyes suddenly.

   When the red signal came on, it was Zhou Qing who raided a batch of goods that Yudu had left. Yudu finally revived. That batch of goods was very important, so he had to rush back to support it immediately.

   His support was timely, Zhou Qing was injured by him and had to escape, but that time also affected his poison.

   The poison in his body can no longer be delayed and needs to be removed. Bingxin Dan has already been raised, but when the poison was removed, he found another cruel news.

   The uncle who has always loved him just wanted to use him, not Liang Mingyu and his conscience. After learning of her father’s conspiracy, he pretended to compromise and stole Bing Xindan and quietly detoxified him. At that time, he probably couldn’t survive.

   Although the gu poison was resolved, the process was not smooth. Because the gu poison had eroded too deeply, it almost cost him half his life to remove it at one time. And because he was seriously injured at the time, he was in a coma for a long time.

   When he finally woke up, dealt with the piled up important matters, and then found Yaoniang, he heard the news of her running away without permission.

   He immediately dispatched spies from the capital to look for it, but what he found was just a corpse…

   He was suddenly very regretful, very regretful.

  If nothing happened to me, I had brought her to Bieyuan in time, hid her, and kept her pampered, wouldn’t my dream come true?

   He knew very well how greedy he was for the warmth in his dreams…

   Shen Juncheng sat in the courtyard for an hour before leaving, and once again rode to her cemetery.

  It is already spring, and the grass next to her tomb is revived. It is green, mixed with many wild flowers, colorful and colorful, like the flowers in the suburban gardens in dreams.

   Shen Juncheng put the daisy in his hand in front of her tomb.

“sorry…”

   He was late…

   He squatted down, stroked her tombstone, and promised gently, “If there is an afterlife, I will live up to you…”

  The breeze blew away his promise, and also blew his back lonely, like a lonely traveler on a distant journey.

  The distant mountains finally engulfed his figure, only the daisies in front of the tombstone were bright and beautiful, and butterflies fell on them.

  ~~

   In the 24th year of Yongjia, Song Xingyuan succeeded in taking the throne and changed his reign name to Jiankang, which was a full four years later than his previous life.

   In the same year, Shen Juncheng finally collected evidence of Shen Yong’s crime, testified for his father, and explained that he had been persecuted before, and was forced to feign death to save himself.

  Shen Yong’s family was beheaded, his father was posthumously named the general of the township, and the title of Hou was inherited by Shen Jun, and the Shen family resumed prosperity again.

   One year after Jiankang, a war broke out in Chicheng. Shen Juncheng, who had just settled down, was appointed as General Dingwu and went on an expedition for five years.

  Jiankang for six years, he returned triumphantly, but his body got worse because of various injuries.

   In the ninth year of Jiankang, he was already thirty-four years old. Song Xingyuan offered him a marriage again, but he rejected him because of his physical condition.

   He knew how his health was, and he had no intention to delay others.

  Song Xingyuan was ashamed, because he knew his physical condition when he sent Brother Shen to expedition at that time. Liang Guangwen’s beast did a lot of harm to Brother Shen, and he suffered a serious loss.

   Liang Guangwen finally died at the hands of Song Xingyuan.

  Because he was afraid that Brother Shen would miss the old days and was unwilling to kill him, he secretly took action to solve it.

  In order to make up for it, Song Xingyuan gave him a lot of things, mighty, and named him King Anhuai, and gave him the fief of Lingnan, which was fertile and beautiful, but Shen Juncheng rejected him.

   His face was pale, his eyes were precipitated by the years, and there were no more waves.

He suddenly didn’t want to go anywhere, he just wanted to go to the warm suburban Bieyuan in his dream, so he adopted a bright child in the collateral line, inherited his title, and then voluntarily resigned and lived in seclusion in the suburban Bieyuan .

   He took care of Bieyuan into a dream-like look, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, butterflies fluttering, and a rocking chair under the pear tree.

   In the warm afternoon, he likes to lie in the rocking chair and sleep in the morning, because when he falls asleep, he always dreams of her.

  The beauty in his dreams is his last attachment…

  cough…cough…cough…

   A gust of wind blew, and he was woken up by coughing and covered it with a handkerchief. When he retreated, a touch of red fell on the white handkerchief.

   He smiled and didn’t care, he continued to lie down, looking at the mottled flowers and shadows, his thoughts seemed to drift far, far away…

   He has been healthy for 11 years. His cough is getting worse and worse. Du Maoming has no choice but to send more supplements every time, but his brother is still losing weight.

   At the end of that year, he went to visit the grave for the last time, and when he returned, he fell ill.

   He has not waited for the spring to bloom, and he has reached the end of the shot.

When    closed his eyes, he seemed to hear her soft and naughty call again.

   “Shen Juncheng, Shen Juncheng, wake up, it’s time to go home.”

   He opened his eyes vaguely, and saw her standing in front of her with a sweet smile, reaching out and pulling him away…

She said, “Let’s go, I’ll take you home, our home is in Liguan, where there is an endless grassland, where is your mother’s hometown, we can go to spring, go hunting, play together, we will have lovely animals there. child…”

   Her voice was very soft, like the wind blowing in March, full of vitality with the breath of spring.

   She outlines the outline of the future with a warm voice, which makes people feel that the future is bright.

   Shen Juncheng followed her, as if he saw the figure of the two of them walking on the green grassland stretched by the sunset.

   In her gentle voice, he closed his eyes, the white jade medicine bottle in his hand slipped, fell to the ground, and shattered.

   Health for eleven years, in winter, Shen Juncheng died of illness in Xiaobieyuan on the outskirts of the city, at the age of thirty-six…

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