Fast time travel, but the villain is not a human being

Chapter 804 Tang Nagasawa. Red Furnace 12
Tang Changze knew that human nature is the most vulnerable to the test.

But people's inferiority lies in the fact that the more they can't do something, the more they can't control it.

Tang Changze knew that he shouldn't go to the test to test the Queen Mother. He had imagined the worst outcome, but he never thought about it. The worst outcome would be that after he wanted to kill, he turned his head and moved another intention.

Before falling into the water, in Tang Changze's eyes, there was not much difference between men and women, there were only differences between closeness and closeness, usefulness and uselessness.

Of course he knew the difference between men and women, but he didn't take it to heart.

But the queen mother taught him without warning in that situation.

The water is suffocation, fear, and unknown panic, but the panic brought by death at that time was not as shocking as the sudden touch.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
It seemed that the surroundings suddenly became dead silent, only the loud beating sound from the heart could be heard, one click, one click, as if trying to break through the flesh and break free from the chest.

His body was stiff and his eyes were black. At that time, Tang Changze thought he was going to die. That was the last feeling before death.

But he didn't die, not only didn't he die, but he was unusually calm and sober after landing.

However, after that, I had nightmares again and again. In the dream, I was under the water, with no light in my eyes, only a violent heartbeat.

Because of those dreams, Tang Changze suffered a serious illness and never dared to look directly at the queen mother. For a long time, he only wanted to stay away from the queen mother, and then a little further away.

Tang Changze suspected that Qinghe must have sensed that something was wrong with him, because one day Qinghe came to him in the middle of the night, and after reporting the recent situation as usual, he said for no reason: "Your Majesty, there are some things that are better to be blocked."

No matter how far away, it can't reach his own heart that wants to be close.

It's really useless to block it like this.

As for sparse?
How sparse?
Waking up from the scalp-numbing lengthy dream, Tang Changze's face was flushed.

Self-loathing and well-dressed in waking hours, but depraved and obsessed in dreams.

It won't work like this, it will get out of control sooner or later.

sparse.

Now that there is a difference between men and women in my heart, will I have a different feeling when I look at those harem beauties?

However, Belle was still Belle, the only difference was that when he looked at them, he had another person in his mind.

However, with slender hands and soft waist, there is more or less a reference for imagination.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?" A sweet and charming voice sounded in his ears, and Tang Changze came back to his senses: "Why don't you jump?"

Yu Meiren walked over, her eyes flickering: "Your Majesty, I've been dancing three songs in a row, I'm tired."

Tang Changze asked the musician to stop playing the music: "Then don't dance."

Yu Meiren sat down next to him, and leaned on him as if she had no bones: "The concubine has danced for so long, how about your Majesty rewarding the concubine with a glass of wine?"

Tang Changze poured the wine himself and handed it over, but Yu Meiren didn't pick it up, she just lowered her head and took a sip from his hand.

Tang Changze didn't speak, but just glanced at her.

"Your Majesty, this wine is so sweet." Yu Meiren leaned closer and put one hand on his neck.

Sweet rice wine, the prime minister said, he is still growing, so it is not appropriate to drink strong alcohol too early.

"Your Majesty, are you going to leave later?" Yu Meiren snuggled into his arms.

Tang Changze changed the wine glass to the other hand, and put his arm around Meiren Yu's waist.

Yu Meiren's waist looks like a weak willow supporting the wind, but it is flexible and powerful when dancing, and it contains a strong explosive power.

Tang Changze squeezed.

Yu Meiren was ticklish, her waist twisted.

Tang Changze's hands trembled, he threw away the wine glass, pinched the waist with both hands, and pressed the man on the table.

Yu Meiren wanted to turn around: "Your Majesty?"

"Don't look back!" Tang Changze scolded.

The moonlight was hazy and ambiguous, and the musicians and palace servants turned their backs knowingly.

Tang Changze wanted to do something, but finally let go.

Doesn't make sense, it doesn't solve the problem.

(End of this chapter)