Chapter 190 I raised my husband in ancient times (End)
Mother Lin was at a loss.
She thought of all the possible reactions that Lin Chaomu would have, including being furious, crying, smashing things...
But now Lin Chaomu was quiet, not crying or breaking down in rage, just standing there blankly.
He was like a child who suddenly lost the light, standing in the darkness, forgetting to even cry.
Mother Lin was scared.
She underestimated the importance of Jiang Tang in Lin Chaomu's heart. She thought that he would be injured, but sooner or later he would recover.
But now it seems that everything is different from what she thought.
Jiang Tang's hastily buried body was dug out by Lin Chaomu with his bare hands. He opened the coffin board and saw his Jiang Tang lying quietly inside.
In full view of everyone, the man jumped down and gently took out the woman inside.
Mother Lin collapsed to the ground in horror, her eyes full of grief.
"Zi Qing...Zi Qing!"
Her son ignored her and walked firmly towards the backyard step by step with the woman in his arms.
A group of servants supported Mother Lin, but no one dared to speak to comfort her. After all, some of them were also participants in what happened last night. If the prime minister knew about it, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In the yard, Lin Chaomu gently placed Jiang Tang on the brocade quilt, and looked at her quietly with lowered eyes, staring at her carefully inch by inch, as if he wanted to carve everything about her into his heart.
He took out a huge wooden box from the secret compartment of the room. The man opened the wooden box. Inside were two wedding dresses that had been prepared.
The red candles swayed in the room, the red plum blossoms outside the window were mottled, and the moonlight cast through the gaps, quietly shining on the glazed tile lamps.
In the room, Lin Chaomu was wearing a red wedding robe, holding Jiang Tang, who was also wearing a wedding dress, in her arms. The red dress made her face look a little more red, and the gorgeous crown set off the pearls dotted on her body, making her radiant and gorgeous. Like red plum.
Lin Chaomu lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Tang, with a faint light in his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and he gently rubbed Jiang Tang's face.
"You said that the great justice of the world requires me as a prime minister to resist, but you don't know that for me, the so-called world is all about you."
The man holds the pen and lightly touches the eyebrows.
"For the rest of my life, I will see you when I see the wind, I will see you when I see the rain, I will be you when I see the spring and autumn, I will be you when the lights are dimming, it will be you when I enter my sweet dreams at midnight. The so-called all kinds of things in the world, ups and downs, I just want to be with you ”
The woman in the painting slowly opens her eyes. "Jiang Tang, would you like to come with me?"
The woman curled her lips and smiled like a flower.
Glittering under the red candle light.
She slowly raised her hand and gently traced the man's eyebrows.
"The contract between life and death is broad."
The woman lightly opened her red lips, held the man's hand, and walked out step by step.
"Talk to Zicheng."
Wherever there is ice and snow, wherever your heart is, you are not afraid of the cold.
"Hold your hand."
The red wedding dress contrasts with the white snow. Looking from a distance, it looks like two red plum trees scattered on the snow.
"Growing old together..."
The cold wind is coming, and the rest of my life is far away. Fortunately, I have love, and I am not afraid of mountains and seas.
On top of the tall building, a dozen old men quietly looked at the two colorful figures downstairs. The tall man held his bride in his arms and walked step by step towards the outside of the tower.
The gate tower is closed, and only when the master who watches the clock comes, will the tower open a gap to let the master who clocks the clock pass through.
At this moment, the man was about to walk under the city gate.
Behind him, the sound of the clock sounded.
"The sky is dry and the things are dry——
Be careful with candles——”
(End of chapter)