Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1358

Does he still have Tang Chujun in his heart? No, not really.

He asked himself if he was sincere to his wife Yu Sujun, especially after they had experienced the near collapse of the Marquis' Mansion, and it was his wife who had always stayed by his side.

How can anyone compare to the friendship of standing together through thick and thin and never giving up?

But after all, he is a human being, and in a corner of his heart, there is still a Tang Chujun living.

He hoped that someone would love and protect Tang Chujun, but he didn't want that person to be Emperor Mingde. As for the reason... he couldn't explain it clearly, and he didn't dare to think about it.

The first heavy snow fell today. It was time for snow to fall after the winter solstice.

Compared to last year, this is still late.

The carriage left deep marks in the snow. As soon as it stopped in front of the young master's mansion, someone came forward to invite them in.

There was laughter and joy in the young master's mansion.

For the first time, Shi Chengyi felt out of place.

When Tang Chujun's smiling face caught his sight, his heart seemed to be suddenly torn open, and a freezing cold wind blew in without him being prepared.

"Her uncle is here." Tang Chujun was particularly enthusiastic today, "Come in, it's too cold outside.

Everything is fine when my daughter wakes up, and she feels friendly towards everyone she sees.

Shi Chengyi deliberately looked away, and said politely, "I heard that Xia'er woke up, so I came to see her."

Tang Chujun smiled like a flower, "She's awake, she's awake, thanks to everyone, my Xia'er finally woke up." She enthusiastically took Yu Sujun's hand with one hand and Shi Anxue's hand with the other, "Let's go, let's go see my Xia'er, she missed you so much."

Several women walked in front, and Shi Chengyi followed behind, taking off his cloak under the eaves.

Hong Que and others took the cloak, shook off the snow on it, and then hung it up.

Shi Chengyi and his companions entered the house together. The house was heated by a floor heater and was very warm.

Shi Anxia was wearing an elegant blue and white porcelain brocade jacket and sitting on a chair, looking indescribably beautiful and charming.

She had her hair tied up in a bun, which matched her red lips and white teeth. A few strands of hair gently fell beside her ears, adding a touch of beauty to her look.

There were a few women sitting in the room. When they saw Cheng Yi coming, they all greeted him with a smile and moved to other rooms.

The moment Shi Anxia raised her eyes and saw Shi Chengyi, her head buzzed.

Something that she had been unable to remember suddenly came to her mind. Her breathing stagnated, and she sat stiffly in the chair, looking at her great uncle whom she once admired and respected, strange... and hideous.

The middle-aged man's depression and dejection gathered between his brows for a long time, and slowly left traces of time.

My uncle is old.

After not seeing them for several months, they have aged beyond recognition, just like green bamboos, pines and cypresses whose branches have been bent by heavy snow.

There was gray on his temples, and even his neatly combed hair was covered in gray. Most importantly, the purity in his eyes had faded.

Shi Anxia couldn't tell for a moment whether it was because she was looking at her uncle with emotion, or if the other party really had some changes in his mind?

Their eyes met, and they quickly looked away.