"Then your world is quite good to ordinary people." Huo Mingheng agreed with his lips, but he didn't take it too seriously.
He doesn't have great ambitions for the country and the people, and he wants to be in that position because he doesn't want to be manipulated by anyone anymore.
As for what the state of Sheng would look like after the regime change, and how far he could go, to be honest, he didn't care at all when there was no smoke.
But now is the time to think about it.
"Generally speaking, the times have progressed. Although the Cheng Dynasty is an empty dynasty for us, we have experienced similar ones, and the direction is the same in the end." Luo Liyan stretched her muscles and bones before bending over. He lowered his waist and picked up the pile of things that had just been placed on the ground.
Huo Mingheng jumped directly to her side, trying to take those things, but Luo Liyan dodged them.
"You're still young, you still need to grow taller, don't always lift heavy things, be careful not to grow taller." Luo Liyan's habitual attitude of taking care of him as if he were a child made Huan Ming speechless for a while.
"The weapons I usually dance with are heavier than these things, and I'm not short." Huan Ming's tone was a little more stable.
If it wasn't for the fact that his voice hadn't changed yet, and his voice was immature and tight, just by the tone of voice, he would really feel like a very reliable adult.
In fact, Luo Liyan doesn't quite remember how tall an 11-year-old is, but she is already 1.6 meters tall, and Huo Mingheng looks only 15 centimeters shorter than herself, so it shouldn't be considered short, right
Luo Liyan was a little lost in thought, and Huo Mingheng took the things in her hand.
Only after he picked it up in his hands did he realize how light these weapons were. Compared with the weapons he usually danced with, they were basically negligible.
"Let's eat together at noon. Today I specially bought a lot of special snacks of our era. I guarantee that you don't have them." Luo Liyan took out those small boxes while talking.
"Which one do you like to eat?" Huo Mingheng was used to the days when he sat directly on the ground, and when he was with Luo Liyan, he lost the arrogance of a noble family.
"It's all what I like to eat, why would I buy it for you if I don't like it." Luo Liyan said it as a matter of course.
Let's not talk about whether she will stretch out her claws to Huo Mingheng in the future, but at least the two of them still have a long time to accompany each other.
When two people are together, the most important food tastes, living habits, and three views.
If these steps can't be consistent, wouldn't it be torture to be together.
"Okay." Huo Mingheng's deep eyes lit up with a fleeting light, and then he reached out to open those boxes.
Luo Liyan reached out and pressed his hand, "Wait, are you hungry now?"
"Not hungry, what are we going to do?" As soon as Huo Mingheng saw that she had something to do for him, he held that soft little hand behind his back.
Although Huo Mingheng is young, his palms are the same size as Luo Liyan's, and due to long-term martial arts, archery, and horse training, his palms are already covered with thick calluses.
The two of them were quite satisfied with each other's touch. They felt each other in silence for a few seconds before Luo Liyan suddenly realized what he was doing, and quickly pulled his hand back.
That fair and tender little face, like the burning clouds in the sky, made the scenery extraordinarily charming.