The Second Marrying Beauty: The Concubine, the Concubine and the Black Emperor

Chapter 353 Meeting in the Royal Garden (1)

Ruoxi warmed comfortably in his arms, and Li Buhui's disappointed eyes occasionally flashed across her mind, but in the end they were replaced by the familiarity emanating from Xu Feng.

Smells good, very reassuring...

"I don't regret what are you looking at?"

"moon."

"Does it look good?"

"good."

It's not a full moon, and one corner is missing, giving it a broken beauty.

Lu Ziming held a flagon in his hand, "Would you like a glass too?"

"no need."

"Hey, it's really disappointing that there is no beauty to accompany Yue Yue drinking wine."

Lu Ziming sat down next to his master, raised his head and took a sip of wine, the spicy taste came back from his stomach and rushed straight to his forehead.

"It must have been a big blow today."

Li Buhui didn't speak, looked at the birth of the moon, hit, hey, he didn't know how to describe the feeling just now, the things in his body were hollowed out, filled with anger and regret.

"Now I finally understand one thing."

Lu Ziming patted Li Buhui on the shoulder: "I understand that the worst thing we did was to agree to King Wuwei's conditions and send Ruoxi to imprison Qianyue."

"Do you regret it?"

"Hey, who's to say it's not, I regret it, my guts are green with regret, but what can I do, Da Zhou solved two major problems within a year, and made us so handsome that we didn't even have a shadow. Can't live."

Li Buhui laughed at himself, if he had tried his best to oppose this matter at the beginning, maybe it would not have developed to such a point.

Although Qi Shiguo may lose even this short period of time, at least he will not regret it like this.

Lu Ziming shook the wine glass, drank the last bit of wine into his stomach, threw away the bottle and stood up: "Forget it, these are all things that happened, we can't change it, at least now we can clarify the amount of Doudou, three years She will still hold us back when the time comes."

"What about you three years from now?"

"Three years later?!" Lu Ziming looked up to the sky and sighed: "Three years later, if we can't win, we will try our best to inflict a heavy blow on him. Even if we die, it will be worth it if we make him worry for eight or nine years."

Li Buhui raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Heavy injury? Really looking forward to it."

"That's why I said, you should have more fun for yourself, and stop sadly facing the moon here. If the general is depressed to death by himself, who will lead the soldiers and go to sleep!!"

(End of this chapter)