Training Wu Zhou

Dark clouds covered the night sky, and it was hard to tell whether it was dark or dark.

The stargazer went to sleep, and the physiognomist also shut up.

The man hugged the woman and lay quietly on this bed that he shouldn't have climbed into. The close combination of the two proved the lingering love just now, and the thin cover was lightly covered, as if they wanted to rub each other into their respective bodies.

"You shouldn't have come." The woman's eyes were half-opened and her tone was somewhat complaining.

"En." The man gave a noncommittal grace, holding the handle of the pot with his long and slender hands, limp on one side, and the dripping wine wetted it.

"Is Qianzhuang what you think?" The woman is always so full of energy, the two who wake up from the coma are like a couple, but the words they say are creepy.

"Hmm." The man seemed to be really drunk, and also seemed not interested in what she said, but responded to her with a nasal voice that was neither cold nor cold. This was once his dream state, to handle state affairs on the bed.

It's really done, but it's not fun.

Tang Guan will never understand how powerful she will be in the future, just like she doesn't understand why being with him is like not having those hurts and past events. [

Suddenly Wu Zhao didn't want to see Princess Taiping and anyone who would bring back her memories.

The two fell silent at the same time, breathing with the sound of wind and rain, they were so inexplicably combined, what she liked was his feeling, there was no reason, what he liked was her power, he could think of many reasons, but every one I can't even say it.

"There is someone who is very interesting and can be used."

"Yeah." This time it was her turn to be neither cold nor cold, just like cute revenge.

"This man's name is Lou Shide, and he is much more useful than your two nephews."

"Yeah." The woman seemed to be really asleep, but also seemed not interested in his words, but responded to him with a nasal voice that was neither cold nor cold. This was once her dream state, and she indulged in sharing with the person she entrusted everything.

But I really shared it, but it was boring.

Wu Zhao will never understand how powerful he is now, just like he doesn't understand how powerful he will be in the future, he just feels that she will always hurt him.

This man and this woman are just so weird and intolerable in the world. They obviously don't even bother to listen to each other's words, but they are entangled crazily, and they try every means to capture each other.

If there is no dawn, they may be the best lovers, but unfortunately the sun will always disperse everything, so that the world will return to calm and the jokes will continue.

The reason why people fall asleep is because fate can't bear to let us play a joke in the world all the time. He may cry and watch everything, but he can't change with a smile.

The man and the woman embraced each other quietly, and after a long time she asked, "Are you really a fairy?"

"Heh." Hearing her question, the man suddenly opened his eyes.

"You sealed the immortal, if you say I am, I am."

"Okay, then I say you are." [

The woman was so playful, as if she had become another person, and the man tried his best to please her, because he knew that at dawn, he would continue his madness, and she would be her queen.

"Okay, then I am a fairy."

"Then where is your fairy house?"

The man fell silent when he heard the words, and after a long time said, "Beijing."

"Beijing? Isn't your home in Yuhang?" The woman smiled when she heard this completely unfamiliar name.

"Yuhang is too chaotic, I was driven to Beijing."

"Haha." The woman laughed out loud when she heard this, laughing so happily, and the man also laughed, smiling so gently.

The woman thought the man was telling a joke, but the man took it so seriously.

After laughing for a while, the woman seemed to be really tired, and said without raising her eyelids: "Then what is Beijing like?"

"Heh, Beijing, Beijing is the place where gods live. If you look up, there is no higher sky, but if you look down, you can see everything in the world."

Hearing this, the woman whispered: "Is there an emperor in Beijing where the gods live?"

The man was taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled lightly and said, "Yes."

"The fairy emperor is older or I am older?"

"You are big."

Speaking of this, the woman was already in a daze, as if she was babbling, and muttered: "The emperor of the gods will grow old and die?"

"Yes." The man subconsciously tightened his arms a little when he heard this.

The woman's breathing gradually became even, as if she was about to fall asleep, but she continued intermittently: "Then, will I grow old and die?"

The man heard the sound and didn't answer, but she had already fallen into a deep sleep. After a long time, the man whispered in her ear: "No."

Tang Guan has lied a lot in his life and made many different promises to different women, just like the lies he told one after another are worthless.

But he never made any promises to the queen in his arms, maybe she didn't need it, maybe he couldn't bear it.

Seeing her falling asleep, Tang Guan gently wrapped her in his arms.

The cold wind and dew outside the hall made it miserable and rainy at night, the palace curtain was half rolled up to cover the snuggle, Wu Lingyao's gentle and jade-like curves pressed against Tang Guan's chest, after all he also slowly closed his eyes, but he did not fall asleep.

He wants to spend every night with Wu Lingyao soberly, not Wu Zhao.

If you ask him if he dares to get angry at the crown like Wu Sangui and raise a million soldiers to become a beauty, he dares.

If you ask her if she dares to be like King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty, who is as luxurious as King Zhou of the Shang Dynasty, with wine pools and meat forests as Tang crowns, she dares.

But after dawn, even if he traveled thousands of miles of rivers and mountains for her, and beheaded the queen Wu Zhao who prevented them from snuggling, Wu Lingyao in his arms would also disappear.

But after daybreak, even if she was intoxicated with money for him, played with all the princes in the world, built a platform for picking stars, and took the moon for him, the only one who made fun of him was the maddened Tang Qubing.

"Yao'er, one day, I will be strong enough to kill Tang Qubing, and then fall in love with you and Wu Zhao."

The voice here is like a lullaby for a spare man.

And until dawn, Tang Qubing will go farther and farther on the road of suicide.

Tang Guan is a lover and a bystander, while Tang Qubing is a soldier and a politician.

Wu Lingyao is a woman, a girl, and Wu Zhao is a king and a queen.

How much harm does a person have to endure before splitting into another powerful self to protect that fragile self.

How strong does a person have to be to learn to cherish everything in front of him?

When the man embraced again, this hug passed through the lie.

But it's hard to tell who is embracing whom.

Tang Guan fell asleep, and felt the happiness that Shangguan Wan'er once had, that is, fell asleep.

The wind outside stopped and the rain stopped.

The clear starry sky appeared again, and there were two stars struggling and twinkling, then getting brighter, and then getting closer (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come (this site) to subscribe, Reward, your support is my biggest motivation.)