Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 293 Reporting to the Holy One, the minister has a disease (24)

A village like a peach blossom garden.

There are crisscrossed streets and scattered roads.

Waves of light smoke floated in the distance, carrying the aroma of farm rice.

Xia Wanzhu is carrying a bamboo basket filled with all kinds of vegetables.

"Miss Xia, my old man caught a lot of fish today. I'll ask him to send you two later so that you and your husband can replenish your health." Although my grandfather is around 60 years old, his body is much stronger.

Xia Wanzhu smiled and said: "Thank you, grandma, but I will just go get it myself later. I won't bother Grandpa to send it over."

She and Di Shiche fell from the cliff that day. Although they were protected by a defensive cover, they still couldn't withstand the gravity of falling from such a high place. In the end, Di Shiche put himself on her bed to protect her. Under the body.

Fortunately, there was a peach garden-like village under the abyss, and the kind villagers saved them.

The people in the village are very kind. They gave them a place to live and planted their own land for them.

Here, Xia Wanzhu no longer concealed her identity, and resumed her daughter's body.

However, Di Shiche has been in a coma and has not yet woken up.

The old doctor in the village said that Di Shiche was fine and would wake up in two days, but he has been asleep until today.

Thinking of this, Xia Wanzhu quickened her pace,

A simple thatched cottage and a courtyard surrounded by fences, very simple but very warm.

Xia Wanzhu put the vegetables into the kitchen, and started decocting the medicine for Di Shiche.

I don't know when Di Shiche will wake up. Although this village is beautiful, Di Shiche still has a country to manage. I don't know what the court looks like now.

Di Shiche, you must wake up.

A shadow covered her from behind her...

After all, it was a familiar voice, it seemed to be full of tenderness and care, which might scare away the person in front of him.

"Night..."

It's like a call from another world.

The cattail fan in Xia Wanzhu's hand fell to the ground, tears welled up in her eyes instantly, she turned around slowly, afraid that this was a dream, after waking up from the dream, Di Shiche was still lying on the bed.

"Di Shiche?" She called unwaveringly, her voice trembling.

The next moment, she was hugged into that familiar embrace,
Tears fell instantly.

Di Shiche hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his flesh and blood.

"Di Shiche, you finally woke up." One sentence said all the worries of the day.

Di Shiche gently stroked her long hair and comforted her softly: "Wan'er, I will never let go of your hand again, and I will never let you leave me again."

Only after surviving the disaster did he understand that the greatest luck is not to lie drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and wake up to take over the world, but to cherish the hard-won affection. The beauty of the country is as light as a feather in the affection of laying down her life for the king.

"Waner, let's get married."

Xia Wanzhu nestled in her arms, not yet able to recover from the joy of waking up.

"why?"

Di Shiche kissed her on top of her hair, "My Wan'er is so good, I can't help but want to marry you back."

Xia Wanzhuwo laughed out loud in her arms.

"Wan'er, do you like it here?"

"I like it." Xia Wanzhu nodded.

"Then let's get married here. Although it is not as ostentatious as the queen's ceremony in the palace, it has the most sincere blessings and the most peaceful happiness from the villagers." In Di Shiche's heart, the harem was full of intrigue and smog. , is not worthy of his Waner at all.

(End of this chapter)