He likes his little wife and always calls him husband happily.

I also like my little wife who is obviously very strong, but she always hides behind him and calls her husband aggrievedly.

He seems to like everything about his little wife.

The young wife is also very good to his sister, who is so kind and simple. Although there are only three people in their family, they live the happiest life in his life.

But this day is too short...

I opened my eyes so much again overnight until dawn. Ji Jingbai got up again, and had breakfast with my sister, and this has been the case these days.

However, Ruan Mufeng came earlier this morning and had breakfast together.

If he hadn't been dying, he wouldn't have wanted to see this guy at all.

After breakfast, Ji Jingbai wanted to go back to his room.

Ruan Mufeng shook the fan and smiled, "Brother Ji, don't you sit anymore?"

Ji Jingbai ignored him and just glanced at his sister Ji Daya before he went back to the room.

Ruan Mufeng's eyes were still smiling, but it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes. The fan in his hand slowly closed. This was the ninth time today. Brother Ji's fall should have never woken up again.

God is jealous of talent.

Ji Daya didn't know yet, but she was also worried: "Today is the ninth day of my brother's poison, but why hasn't my sister-in-law come back yet? Didn't she say she'll come back in a few days? It's been seven days..."

Not back yet...

Ruan Mufeng comforted him: "The weather is so bad now, so it is naturally slower to travel, but Ayan, don't worry, sister-in-law, she will definitely be able to come back."

Ji Daya also felt that her sister-in-law would definitely come back. Why would her sister-in-law not let her brother die? Then she calmed down a little.

As soon as Ji Jingbai returned to the room, he sat at the table, staring blankly at the pen, ink, paper and ink.

Before the poison was released, he wanted to write a letter to his young wife, which was also considered a last word on his deathbed.

He actually kept waiting for a miracle to happen. Even if he couldn't solve the poison, he hoped to see his young wife for the last time, but it seemed that he couldn't wait.

He is about to fall into a coma today and can never wake up again.

That day, it was really the last time he met his young wife.

If he doesn't write this letter, he will probably have no chance to write it in the future.

Thinking of this, Ji Jingbai took a brush from the pen holder, dipped ink, and began to slowly write on the paper-

Guoguo:

My wife, when you see this letter, we are separated by yin and yang, and we are neither sad nor sad.

I am ashamed of you in this life, and I hope to have a next life.

I am ashamed of my great girl in this life. I can no longer be able to be a husband, so I can only entrust her to you.

The emperor is polite and kind, and the wise and virtuous lords of the world can not protect him, but he can trust him.

The fallen leaves return to their roots, and I hope to bury my husband next to my parents' tomb...

After writing this, Ji Jingbai stopped. After a long time, he said again: "I like my wife for my husband, and I hope my wife will be happy forever."

Ji Jingbai originally wanted to write a sentence after he died, and let his young wife remarry, love and love others, and stay together forever, but after the pen fell, he could not write this sentence.

In the end, he still didn't force himself to write this.

Put down the pen.

After the handwriting was dry, he folded it up and put it in the envelope, and wrote the sentence "My wife Ye Guoguo opened her in person" on the envelope. After a while, he put the envelope under the pillow.

Then, Wei Yi, Wei Er and Wei San came in.

"Master!" As soon as the three of them came in, they all knelt on one knee and saluted.

Ji Jingbai said lightly: "Send the order, after I die, all of you will follow my wife, and my wife is your new master."
Chapter completed!