Chapter 952 Don’t Be Black with Protons 42

Ah Zhao thought for a while and said, "If you say it this way, I really don't blame you that much."

Hua Yong looked at her.

He felt a little weird in his heart.

But at this moment, he was so immersed in the excitement that Ah Zhao forgave himself that he couldn't think normally at all.

So that was wrong, and he left it behind.

He heard his sober and calm voice: "Zhaoyang, can I still call you like that? Zhaoyang, what do you want me to do when you ask me to come back?"

Ah Zhao smiled: "It's nothing, I just like seeing the things you send over every year."

"If you want a response, I'll give you one."

Hua Yong's heart dropped.

He looked at Ah Zhao with bright eyes: "I'm sorry, Zhaoyang, I apologize for what happened before. Also, thank you."

Thank you for forgiving me.

Ah Zhao didn't speak.

The two haven't seen each other for many years, but they are no strangers.

Hua Yong proposes a game of chess.

A Zhao was a little surprised, but still nodded, and ordered someone to bring the chessboard and chess pieces.

Hua Yong glanced at it, and thought of the warm jade chessboard he had in Jianjia Palace back then.

Don't know, now, where it is.

After playing chess, it was time for lunch.

After eating, the two went out for a walk together.

The two did not have any intimate behavior.

They are like a pair of friends who haven't seen each other for many years, chatting about the interesting things about each other over the years, and the atmosphere is very peaceful.

Before I knew it, I arrived at Meiyuan.

Hua Yong looked at the two large characters written in strong strokes, stopped for a while, and walked in.

"Unfortunately, there is no snow or plum now." He sighed.

Then he turned around and looked at Ah Zhao: "Zhaoyang, in the twelfth lunar month of this year, I'll take a look at the snow in the plum garden again, okay?"

Ah Zhao moved his mouth, wanting to say something.

But she just nodded in the end: "Okay."

Hua Yong was satisfied.

He only stayed in Suzaku Palace for one day.

Before leaving, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, and on the way back, in the not very comfortable carriage, he had a rare good night's sleep.

It's just early autumn, and winter is only a few months away.

...

In Suzaku Palace.

Shengjun is chatting with Ah Zhao.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Great Xia has left?"

Ah Zhao looked at him strangely: "Do you know who he is?"

Shengjun shook his head and smiled: "I guess."

"However, I should guess right, right?" He asked sideways.

Ah Zhao nodded lightly: "Not bad."

So the sage stopped talking.

After a while, he sighed: "Your Majesty, you are really cruel."

Ah Zhao asked indifferently: "Really?"

"Yes." Liu Hanyuan nodded, "You might as well not see him at all."

Ah Zhao was noncommittal: "But, if I don't see him, doesn't it mean that he doesn't know that I forgive him?"

Shengjun was silent for a moment, then Fang said: "But Your Majesty, have you really forgiven him?"

Ah Zhao said seriously: "Of course, why don't I meet him?"

Shengjun stopped talking.

He looked at the candlelight beside the table, and said softly, "The one who stays is too miserable."

...

Since Hua Yong returned to Daxia, he began to count the days and wait.

Waiting for the arrival of winter.

Even because of hope, most of his insomnia, which had been unhealed for several years, healed.

Most of the time, I can already sleep peacefully and have a good night's sleep.

From September to October, to November, and finally to December.

He waited until the news that Empress Suzaku was seriously ill.

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