"Suyi, are you quiet?"
Li Yun asked her with a smile. The two separated a little, and looked at each other.
An inexplicable sense of peace once again stabilized Pan Suyi, she blushed and nodded lightly.
"Suyi, I..."
Li Yun wanted to say 10,000 words, but 10,000 words did not have a beginning. In the end, he only said: "I am actually your husband, that is Lang Jun. I and you are already married...we are married, although there is no matchmaker. And the wedding, it’s just an engagent."
Pan Suyi blushed, and whispered: "Suyi and Suyi know that you are my prince... It's just too sudden and unacceptable for a while."
Li Yun looked embarrassed.
She hurriedly said: "But the son, Su Yi will try to adapt...After all, we are buried together, and we can never be separated forever."
"..."
Forget it, let's get married.
Li Yun did not entangle this issue anymore. After all, the wedding between him and Pan Suyi was strictly speaking inferior to the marriage of the dark. The two held the wedding in an illusion, and the ceremony was not formal. More importantly, Pan Suyi at the ti. Yi has no mory of Nie Xiaoqian, and may not even have a soul...
In short, it's like that. Let's get married.
"Su Yi."
"……Um."
Pan Suyi responded in a panic, with his head buried in his chest, afraid to look at him.
Li Yun couldn't laugh or cry, holding her face, asked her to look up at herself, and then let her look around.
Only then did Pan Suyi realized that the surrounding dark world was so terrifying.
"Suyi, do you know where this is?"
"... Yin Cao Jifu? Didn't you just say it? But it's weird, why are you just two ghosts, and... Young Master?"
She quickly accepted the fact that she was a ghost, because she had already rembered how she died.
Li Yun asked her so questions in detail and helped Pan Suyi retrieve so of her previous mories. Knowing that she didn't know what happened to her becoming a ghost, she only rembered that she would rather die than stab her heart with a dagger. Then there is no mory.
"That's it."
Li Yun frowned, thinking about what to do next.
"The son, the son."
Pan Suyi plucked up the courage and asked a little shyly: "Suyi still doesn't know the son's na... It's strange, obviously we have already married, the son knows the na of the slave family, but the slave family doesn't know the son..."
"My na is Li Yun."
Li Yun pinched the face of Pan Suyi, who had not resisted, and said with a smile in the latter's shy expression: "Although you may not rember it, I did know you for a long ti, and...I was still alive. Have a wedding? A wedding banquet? Anyway, the relationship is very close."
Pan Suyi looked at him in surprise, and seriously recalled it in his mind, but still could not find the mory of this young man nad Li Yun, and she had never married him before her death.
This is a matter of course. She was born in Xiangling Book Residence, and it is impossible for the principal to let her be married to another man.
"do not think too much."
Li Yun took her little hand, regaining so of the previous feelings, and said: "Suyi, you only need to know that your prince I didn’t lie to you. Of course, you can also call husband in Suyi, or directly Called the na."
Pan Suyi couldn't tell the truth from the fake, but in this weird and dark after-death world, Li Yun was the only person she could talk about, and he treated her very well.
So she chooses and believes!
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