"You are such a weird person. Everyone in the world knows that Zheng Yun's burial is in the National Cemetery, but you don't even know this, and you say it's her relative, how can I believe you?"

Pan Jingyun was too lazy to explain to this idiot policewoman, and turned around and left the police station without saying a word.

In the center of the National Cemetery, there is a maple forest here. It is already late autumn, and red leaves are flying all over the sky. There is a lifelike statue in the maple forest. It is a very beautiful short-haired girl. Next to the statue is a very elegant tomb, which is Zheng Yun's tomb, and the statue is also Zheng Yun's statue.

At this time, Pan Jingyun was standing in front of the tombstone, holding a large handful of roses in his hand. Pan Jingyun placed the rose on Zheng Yun's grave and looked at the photo of Zheng Yun on the tombstone. What was strange was that the inlay on the tombstone was not the photo of Zheng Yun before his death, but a photo of him when he was very young. Looking at the familiar face, Pan Jingyun's eyes were slightly red.

Below the photo is a line of simple big words:

"The Tomb of Beloved Wife Zheng Yun"

Pan Jingyun was a little disappointed. It turned out that she was already married. He felt very uncomfortable, but he also understood in his heart, could she blame her? She had been away for a hundred years. Do you still want her to stay alone in the empty room for herself for a hundred years?

There was a line of small characters at the bottom of the tombstone that were just blocked by several bouquets of flowers. Pan Jingyun thought to himself that there should be his husband's name there. A strong jealousy made Pan Jingyun unable to help but want to see who married his beloved woman.

Pan Jingyun walked forward and moved the bouquets of flowers away. A line of small characters appeared in front of him. He was stunned and tears couldn't help but flow out. The line of small characters was:

"Eternal Husband: Pan Jingyun Jingli"

Pan Jingyun stroked Zheng Yun's face on the tombstone and stroked her lips, as if he had returned to a hundred years ago. His mind flashed one by one. Suddenly, a song came out from the tombstone. Pan Jingyun clearly heard that it was Zheng Yun's voice back then. The sound was so familiar and so unforgettable:

Where will the fallen leaves go with the wind

Only leave it to the sky for a beautiful scene

The sound of flying in the air

Like angel's wings

Passing through my happy past

Where love has been

The fragrance of yesterday is preserved

That familiar warmth

Like angel's wings

The boundless thoughts that pass by me

I believe you are still here

Never left

My love protects you like an angel

If life is here

No me ever since

I'll find an angel to love you for me

...

"Husband, I know you will come. I miss you so much!"

The last simple sentence was filled with endless longing, and Pan Jingyun burst into tears.

"Who is this person? Why are he so rude to Professor Zheng?"

At some point, a group of young men and women appeared behind Pan Jingyun, each holding a bouquet of flowers.

"Stop worrying, he is also a admirer of Professor Zheng like us, but he is more fanatical than us."

"It's strange, why does this tombstone sing when he touches Professor Zheng's photo? I've seen others touching photos before, but this has never happened."

“谁知道呢,哎,郑教授真是漂亮,不过他老公真不是个人,郑教授那么爱他,可他却从来都没有出现过,要是我知道他是谁,我一定要暴揍他一顿.”

"That's right, Professor Zheng also named the foundation after him. I also want to beat him up, but unfortunately, her husband is at least over 100 years old and should have died long ago."

"Don't talk nonsense. Maybe his husband doesn't want to come. He may have died very early. Otherwise, how could he not come with such a good wife?"

"Hey, Professor Zheng is really a love-infatuated person. For the sake of her husband, she actually burned all the photos of her old age. Even the photos on the tombstone are from high school. Does she think her husband will still see her when she is alive?"

...

Hearing these people's conversations, Pan Jingyun's heart was as if he was cut off...

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Now back to a hundred years ago.

More than two months after leaving the earth star, Pan Jingyun and Huan Xiaoying finally returned to Qifengxuan. Huan Xiaoying immediately went to the transformation project of the aircraft and metal puppet in Huan Feizhai. After Pan Jingyun planted the fruit core, he also returned to Qifengxuan. As for whether the fruit core can become a fairy fruit tree, it is useless to be urgent, so Pan Jingyun followed his fate to arrange it.

Originally, Pan Jingyun wanted to go to Baihua Valley and Ji Wu and Linghu Xiaoya to spend a few days of immortal life, but he was afraid that Huan Xiaoying would find him if he had something to do. If he was not here, she would probably get angry. Moreover, for some reason, his mood would always be a little depressed from time to time, and often think of Zheng Yun's playful voice and smile. Pan Jingyun was a little strange. Why did he miss Zheng Yun so much just two months after he had separated from Zheng Yun? He had never had such a thing before. His feelings for his beautiful wives are no worse than Zheng Yun, so why can't he let go of Zheng Yun? He was a little confused.

In Qifengxuan, Pan Jingyun spent a few days of comfortable life. Every day, a beautiful wife always came to accompany him. I don’t know if they had discussed it.

That night, Pan Jingyun was taking a bath in the bathroom, thinking in his heart that he didn't know who would come to accompany him tonight. Hey, it would be great if he came together, why did he always come one by one?

Pan Jingyun was thinking that the door suddenly opened, and Pan Binger's figure appeared in front of him.

"Bing'er, what are you doing? Brother is taking a shower. If you want to take a shower, then let's go together. Anyway, the bathhouse is very big." Pan Jingyun looked at Pan Bing'er's seductive figure and said maliciously.

"Ah..., bastard." Pan Binger immediately turned red and turned away.

Pan Jingyun closed his eyes, lay comfortably in the bathtub, closed his eyes, and then sank to the bottom of the water. At the same time, he exuded spiritual power and started boiling water. He felt that the water temperature was a little hot, and Pan Jingyun then retracted his spiritual power.

At this moment, Pan Jingyun felt that the door was pushed open again. Is this Pan Binger trying to peek at me? But it doesn’t matter. Just look at me. What I don’t fear the most is the beauty peeking at me.

Suddenly, Pan Jingyun felt that the person coming was taking off his clothes. Pan Jingyun was a little surprised. Could it be that Pan Binger had really come to take a bath with her? Pan Jingyun slowly floated up and then opened her eyes.

"Brother Jingyun, I'll help you with a bath." A beautiful voice came over.

"Beautiful, why is it you?" Pan Jingyun was a little surprised. He thought it was Pan Binger.

"What's wrong? Am I ugly and a little disappointed?"
Chapter completed!