He tried every means, but he couldn't relieve her pain at all.

Thinking of how she was shaking in pain, Ji Yun could only watch helplessly, helpless. He couldn't help but regret?

If there was a mistake, he should be the one to bear all the consequences. Why should retribution fall on her?

If he could, he would have wanted to cut his old self into pieces with a thousand knives.

If he hadn't blocked their way back before she came into this world, how would they have gotten to where they are today?

Why did she need to suffer so much pain and suffering?

Zhen Shan took a few bites, shook her head, saw his brows furrowed, and raised her hand. After a few days, her hand had become extremely thin, pale and covered with blue blood vessels. Even though she had no strength, she still gently smoothed him.

The crease between the eyebrows, and a weak smile, "It looks so good."

Ji Yun suppressed all his emotions, looked at her with gentle eyes, put down the bowl, held her cold catkins, and put them in his palms to warm them, "Whatever you like about me, I will do what you want from now on."

."

She smiled, "Then if I want you to wear a girl's skirt, will you wear it too?"

"Fei'er want to see it?"

Zhen Shan also seemed to have temporarily forgotten everything before, joking with him: "I want to see you wearing it?"

Ji Yun nodded, "Put it on."

However, he was a little hesitant and asked: "How about just wearing it in the house and not going out?"

Zhen Shan raised her hand and caressed his perfect face, "My Mr. Ji is extremely handsome. Even if he wears women's clothes, he will look like a fairy. I don't want others to see him."

Ji Yun's eyes brightened slightly, "She's not as good-looking as Fei'er."

Zhen Shan froze when he heard this and pursed his lips, "I definitely don't look good now. My face is as white as a ghost."

"Who said that? Fei'er has never heard of the saying that it's hard to give up on natural beauty?"

"It's so early, no, it's dusk now. Did Mr. Ji eat honey today?"

Ji Yun lowered his head, kissed her, and chuckled, "Has Fei'er tasted it?"

A trace of blush appeared on Zhen Shan's pale cheeks, "Not serious."

"We are husband and wife, and it is natural for us to be intimate. Is it possible? Now that I am an old man, will I be rejected by my beloved wife?"

Zhen Shan couldn't help but laugh out loud, but it touched his heart and made him cough uncomfortably.

Ji Yun's expression changed, and he hugged her quickly, placing his palms against her back, and the gentle spiritual power continued to penetrate into her body, relieving her physical discomfort.

Zhen Shan rested her head on his shoulder, holding back the sweetness in her throat, and whispered, "It's okay."

Ji Yun's eyebrows were filled with pain, and his low voice was filled with regret, "I'm sorry."

Zhen Shan's eyes trembled and he said with a smile: "Mr. Ji, you are sorry for saying this to me today. You are not tired of saying it. My ears are getting calluses when I hear it."

"Feier, do you hate me?"

Zhen Shan paused and asked slowly: "Ayun, do you regret deceiving me?"

Ji Yun closed his eyes for a long time and said: "I regret why I approached the Zhen family's legitimate daughter a thousand years ago and cut off our future, but I just said that a thousand years later, Feier, I'm sorry, I don't regret this plan."

Zhen Shan lowered his eyes, "Why?"

"I don't want you to know everything, I don't want to lose you, I don't want you to hate me. I just hope that in front of you, there is the perfect Ji Yun, the Ji Yun that you trust wholeheartedly."

Zhen Shan's eyes trembled, "You are so narcissistic!"

It turned out that he thought his previous self was perfect.

Ji Yun: "Does Fei'er think there's anything else I didn't do well in the past?"

Zhen Shan: "..."

Well, not really!

He is highly cultivated, as straight as jade, as beautiful as the moon, and he values ​​love and justice. He is gentle, affectionate, and considerate to her. Who would believe that such a man is not perfect?

"But, Ayun, the trust built up by lies is as beautiful as a mirage, but it will eventually be shattered."

Ji Yun said dullly: "If it weren't like that, Fei'er wouldn't like me."

Zhen Shan's heart trembled slightly, and he deliberately teased: "Then you didn't even look at Zhen Shan a thousand years ago?"

Ji Yun took it for granted, "She is not you, why should I look at her?"

This was a really bad thing to say, but when I thought about how he treated her without pretense and treated her like a treasure, even though it was a bit excessive, the empress suddenly felt very good.

The mentally ill remnant soul of the original body deceived her like this, why don't you let your empress gloat about her misfortune?

"Then if my temperament was the same as hers a thousand years ago, would you like me?"

Ji Yun said honestly: "I don't know, Fei'er, I met you as you are now, and I fell in love with you as you are now. If at another time, you changed your temper, we would fall in love. It's impossible to predict.

Human hearts are complicated."

A hint of smile flashed in Zhen Shan's eyes, but he said: "Can't you say something nice to coax me?"

Ji Yun immediately changed his tune, "No matter when, no matter what happens to Feier, I will love you deeply and forever."

Zhen Shan nodded, "Sure enough, a man's mouth is a liar!"

Ji Yun: "..."

He seems a little difficult!

Zhen Shan chuckled and said suddenly: "Mr. Ji Yun, I seem to have forgotten to remind you of something just now."

"Ms. Fei'er, please tell me."

"Come here, we haven't even officially paid homage to you. What kind of lady are you? You are just acting like a hooligan."

Both of them suddenly froze.

I remembered that they had agreed to get married on the shores of Dongzhou, in front of the vast blue sea.

Because she said: Facing the sea, with beautiful flowers and a full moon, isn't it very romantic?

But now?

It seems to be turning into a regret.

Ji Yun said softly: "Fei'er, shall we get married?"

"Is it too late?" Zhen Shan's voice trembled.

"There's enough time!"

Zhen Shan's eyes were soft, "I haven't prepared any wedding clothes. I refuse to marry you in ordinary clothes."

Ji Yun supported her and leaned gently on the soft pillow, waving his sleeves, and a fiery red wedding dress appeared in front of her. It was a bright red brocade, with dragons and phoenixes embroidered with colorful threads, embellished with fine gems, and flowing light.

Overflowing with color, extremely gorgeous, extremely gorgeous.

Zhen Shan was stunned: "This?"

Ji Yun walked to the wedding dress and said, "There are still some auspicious clouds on the hem of the skirt that have not been embroidered yet, but it's okay. It will be completed soon. By then, Fei'er will be the most beautiful bride in the world."

Zhen Shanfeng's eyes opened slightly, her throat was not sure whether it was sweet or astringent, she was hoarse and trembling, "Did you embroider this?"

Ji Yun looked at her, his pale eyes full of tenderness, and nodded gently, "Earlier in Hanfei Town, I heard an old man say that it is said that if a man can embroider a wedding dress for a woman, it will be like the threads of his own embroidery.

In her, she will be mine for all eternity."

Regardless of whether this was a casual joke made by the old man, it didn't matter whether it was true or not. Ji Yun only knew that embroidering a wedding dress for his future wife was an incomparable act of kindness.

He just wants the best for her.

Zhen Shan's eyes were full of tears and she couldn't help but feel moved.

He lied to her, but she never missed anyone.

While watching him holding a needle and concentrating on helping her embroider her wedding dress, Zhen Shanruo still had a grudge against him in her heart. She must be the scumbag and stupid person.

This man is really foul.

It was obvious that he had plotted against her completely, that he loved her the most and he was the one who did the most for her.

She was angry and disappointed, but in the end they all turned into reluctance.

"Ayun, can you embroider tonight?"

"able."

"How about we get married tomorrow?"

Ji Yun suddenly pricked the needle on his finger. He carefully wiped off the blood drops, fearing that they would stain her wedding dress.

The corners of his lips trembled slightly, he smiled softly, nodded heavily, "Okay."

"The wedding dress is a bit complicated. I might not be able to wear it. Ayun, can you?"

"Yes, I will help you put it on."

"What about your wedding dress?"
To be continued...