Chonghua has had a very headache recently, because Su Qing didn't know what kind of bad habit he had.
He became very keen on collecting red threads.
And, every time he got the red thread back, he would wrap it around her finger.
Even once, he directly pulled Yuelao's marriage line, causing Yuelao to come to the door, blowing beards and staring at her, took away two cans of Tianshan Yulu from her, and then left muttering-
In the past few days, Su Qing has always been sad.
He often stares at a box of red threads in a daze.
Many times, Chonghua called him to eat, but he didn't respond.
"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Chonghua said, reaching out to touch his forehead.
It's not hot either.
Su Qing looked at Chonghua with an aggrieved face: "You really don't understand?"
Zhonghua was at a loss.
Su Qing's tears fell down with a click.
"Do you not love me anymore?"
Su Qing's soul torture every few days broke into Chonghua's ears again.
"Why don't you tie a red thread for me? You clearly said that this is a trace of love."
? Su Qing held the box of red threads, looking as much aggrieved as he wanted.
These days, he has searched for a lot of red threads, but no matter which one, not even Yuelao's marriage thread can tie him and Chonghua together.
"I can't tie it now, you must not love me anymore."
The more Su Qing thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart, and tears came out, without giving Chonghua time to react.
She carefully recalled the red thread that she cut off.
It seems to represent the love between her and Su Qing.
But that thread was formed when she was the Empress of Chonghua, she just understood what love is, and the root of love was born.
A break is a break
I have never heard of someone who can give birth to a second root of love.
She still remembers that she was so happy when she was born, she didn't notice anything wrong with Su Qing at all.
After she turned her love roots into red threads and tied them to his fingers, his dagger also mercilessly pierced through her heart.
Su Qing probably also thought of the scene at that time, and fell silent immediately.
Neither of the two of them was talking, and they went out to eat quietly-
night.
Su Qing was sleeping in a daze.
Chonghua suddenly reached out to shake him awake.
"What's wrong?" Su Qing muttered, turned around, and continued to sleep.
No matter how much Chonghua pushes him aside, he won't wake up.
"Sleeping so dead"
Chonghua leaned forward, reached out and pinched his nose, and only let go when his face blushed.
After doing this several times, Su Qing showed no sign of waking up.
"I'm afraid they were kidnapped and sold without knowing it."
Chonghua looked at the red line in his hand, and then at Su Qing, who was sleeping and didn't know anything.
Speaking of it, she suddenly had a new love root, which made her feel incredible.
Especially this root of love seems to be much thicker than before.
Zhonghua couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to think about it at all.
Thinking about the fact that the little guy seems to be very obsessed with the red thread, she turned her love root into a red thread again.
I wanted to give him a surprise, but no matter how much I screamed, I couldn't wake him up.
In the end, Chonghua decided to tie him up first as a respect-
When Su Qing woke up the next day, I don't know if there was a surprise, but there must be a shock.
Anyone who wakes up and finds himself entangled in a ball of red thread without an inch of clothing will feel extraordinarily horrified!
Su Qing struggled desperately.
But the red thread seemed to be alive, the harder he tried, the tighter it was tied.
In the end, he had no choice but to keep the large font size, not daring to move.
When Chonghua came in, he happened to see such a spring scenery.
She said that she seemed to have forgotten something when she did it last night.
It turned out that he forgot to put on clothes for Su Qing-