As Tang Wanzhuang entered the hall, the originally noisy hall fell silent, and many people held their breath.
It's not the oppression caused by status, it's the appearance.
She is so beautiful.
It’s almost like Wu Yue’s graceful landscapes come together in one body. It seems that as long as she stands there, she represents Jiangnan.
It used to be a plus for her to have a sickly temperament, but now she is no longer sickly and frail, but her grace is still beautiful and her charm has not diminished. Coupled with the fact that he has been in power for thirty years, his majestic demeanor is truly breathtaking.
That eternal appearance seems to be God saying that this kind of good fortune should not pass away, and ordinary people do not need to be jealous. It is God who does not allow her to see her hair grow old.
The uniform greetings of the young people came from the hall, breaking the silence: "My great-nephew sends his regards to my aunt."
Guests: "..."
The mountains and rivers of Wuyue suddenly collapsed and turned into rural bamboo fences, where chickens and dogs heard each other.
Tang Wanzhuang's beautiful eyes rested on Zhao Changhe for a short moment, then turned a few times on Baoqin's bun, and responded softly: "There is no need to be polite. Baoqin, is this the husband you are looking for?"
Tang Buqi twitched the corner of his mouth. Most people didn't know that Ling Ruoyu was Yue Hongling's apprentice, and he, Tang Buqi, didn't know either, but he just needed to know who was with Ling Ruoyu just now. The real master is with you and you want to hand over this broken knife to me
The guy surnamed Zhao is really having fun now. Is this some new type of trick to pick up girls
Ling Ruoyu: "..."
"Quieque, do you feel any malicious peeps?"
"yes."
How could Tang Wanzhuang really blame her? She felt soft in her heart, as if saying to herself: "It's pretty good..."
Kenshin seemed to instinctively sense that there were malicious glances from the crowd of guests. The girl suddenly raised her head and looked around, but couldn't find her.
With a "pop" sound, Tang Buqi slapped his son and spun him around: "That bastard is either your aunt, or your aunt!"
"Yes, I am the most sensitive to this. I told you that back then..."
"Just because she came here looking for nothing, it means someone is causing trouble." Tang Buqi lectured his son: "Otherwise, do you think she can really come all the way for my birthday banquet, and the majestic Prime Minister has nothing to do? But then again, do you think she can come all the way for my birthday banquet? , they will be fine if anything happens here. The reason why we have done enough homework is to avoid being embarrassed and have our aunt wipe our butts when we are old. Do we want your father and me to jump into the river? "
son:"???"
"It's still early, let's talk about the dinner later. If you don't want to wait for the guests first, take Qin and accompany me back to the old house for a chat, and take your husband with you."
It's really strange, why can't she let go of that broken knife with such a disgusting and stinky temperament... Well, it must be so that she can take it with her to see the galaxy.
"Did Tang Bucry let you get close? If you run over now, don't get caught as an assassin first."
"Even if the Sunset Divine Sword reappears in the world, I should be ashamed of myself."
There was a slight noise in the hall: "She is Ling Ruoyu! She is so young."
If Queque hadn't lied, then the beloved prime minister might be a love rival with his master.
Thinking of the young man who was as young as ever before, and the past of those green years when he was dancing around the rivers and lakes, singing and drinking, flashed through his mind. Tang Buqi sat there in a daze, and the birthday congratulations of the guests in front of him became very distant and could not be heard clearly.
Baoqin apologized and said, "Baoqin knew that the lady would come this time and there was no need to send a message, so she stole the day."
Tang Buqi coughed dryly, sat back on the throne, and said in a majestic tone: "Little girl, is that a dragon bird you are holding in your arms?"
Tang Wanzhuang went out as soon as she entered, and Zhao Changhe followed behind silently. Ling Ruoyu subconsciously reached out her hand. She also wanted to meet her beloved Prime Minister Tang, but she didn't know where to stand.
"The book of troubled times flashes through the pages every day, and at the age of sixteen he reached the top of the list of eighteen people. There is no one among the young generation today who can surpass him."
"I didn't expect you to be here." In the waterside pavilion where Tang Wanzhuang once lived, Tang Wanzhuang made tea with bare hands and sat opposite Zhao Changhe with a calm voice. Holding the piano and standing aside, it's like playing back a cassette tape, flashing back to the past.
The cicadas chirped in the running water as before, but what changed was that the little maid holding the piano combed her hair into a bun, and the moss marks at the foot of the bamboo building confirmed the mottled traces of time.
The girl was sitting in the corner holding the dragon bird in confusion, watching the guests one after another congratulating and giving gifts. Her thoughts were a little far away and she didn't know where she was going.
Stop talking, I'm afraid of getting beaten when I go back.
"My aunt is here, who else dares to cause trouble?"
Tang Buqi still had something to say. Of course, her aunt might not necessarily have something to do here. She could just come here to see a man. But wherever that man is, nothing good ever happens.
Ling Ruoyu came to his senses and could only answer: "Yes, junior Ling Ruoyu will protect the sword and go south, and deliver the holy sword to Wu Hou. I hope Wu Hou will organize people to escort him back to the capital."
Ling Ruoyu opened his mouth, feeling that something was wrong with his words. The reason why I went south to protect my sword was to give it to you. Otherwise, why would I go south
As expected, he is the legendary majestic and solemn, so fierce.
Tang Buqi calmed down and said seriously: "Young people should not give up halfway. You have protected this sword for so long, so you should continue to bring it to the capital. It is not the swordsman's fault to leave it to outsiders."
"So you came here for the galaxy?"
If Tang Buqi had made such a statement yesterday, Ling Ruoyu would have dropped the knife and turned around and left. Anyway, it was none of my business if the knife was delivered. But today, I feel a little relieved. Before I walked in, I was still thinking that I didn't want to give him the knife, but it turned out that Wu Hou really didn't want it... As expected of a respected senior, he was considerate.
Ling Ruoyu turned to look in the direction of Tang Buqi. There was a young man bending down and saying to Tang Buqi: "That Miss Ling is so beautiful and powerful, I want to..."
He laughed like a dog and didn't answer.
Ling Ruoyu was horrified and wanted to stand up: "I must tell Wu Hou about this."
"It's not just one, it's many."
"Yes, it happened to be Buqi's birthday, and I wanted to come and see my family... I just didn't expect to see you." Tang Wanzhuang glanced at Baoqin with her beautiful eyes, half-smiling: "Now that I have grown up, I don't send messages, just to steal Where to eat?”
Tang Buqi was holding his forehead: "Why do you feel that my birthday will be very tragic... You go and check the guards of the Hou Mansion and check if there are any special circumstances."
"Okay, okay, don't be a bastard of your past. Do you know which one it is? Wu Hou's birthday banquet, there are many heroes gathered, and some people dare to covet you..."
Ling Ruoyu didn't hear clearly what was said there, and shuddered when she saw Wu Hou beating his son.
Baoqin sniffed: "Miss..."
"Okay, now you are the chief historian of my prime minister's office and my right-hand man."
"That won't work. Without me, who can help the young lady carry Qin?"
"Give me the piano."
Holding the piano and handing it over, Tang Wanzhuang placed it on the table, reached out and gently stroked a string of clear sounds, then raised his eyes and looked at Zhao Changhe: "What music do you want to listen to?"
Zhao Changhe said: "Whatever you want, as long as you play, I will listen."
The sound of the piano sounds like mountains and flowing water, only telling the story of a close friend.
Zhao Changhe sipped tea and listened to the music quietly. Looking at Tang Wanzhuang's soft and smiling expression, he felt that tea was more intoxicating than wine. After encountering evening makeup, it can be said that I have changed the most. On the outside, he has restrained his recklessness, but in fact, he has seen the country from a corner of the rivers and lakes, and has reached the world.
Wan Zhuang himself also went from the Demon Suppression Division that suppressed the world's demons to the more extensive government affairs of the government and the opposition. Even when Xia Chichi was "camping in person", Wanzhuang had been presiding over the stability of the political situation between the government and the opposition, putting away all his sharp edges and just being the woman behind the scenes.
After being overtaken by Huangfu Qingxu, who had been fighting for her whole life, she stopped chasing him.
Those are meaningless... For the rest of my life, I will only live for you.
Cooking tea with her husband playing the piano in the backyard may be the picture that Tang Wanzhuang looks forward to the most.
"Zheng", Tang Wanzhuang stretched out her hand to press the strings, and the lingering sound lingered with the fragrance of tea.
"If I can't wait for such Qincha in thirty years, can I do it in the future?" Tang Wanzhuang asked.
Zhao Changhe said: "It's almost time."
Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly, stood up, and walked to the waterside pavilion window to look at the scenery.
Zhao Changhe also stood beside him. No matter how noisy the main hall in the distance was, this place was just a garden outside the world, with a stream of water and a field of flowers.
Tang Wanzhuang looked at the bees running around among the flowers and said casually: "Come for a walk with me?"
"Um."
The two walked side by side among the flowers, but didn't speak for a long time.
Is it a wonderful expectation to visit the park quietly side by side, or is it because it has been so long that I can't find a topic
Zhao Changhe didn't look for a topic, but just stretched out his hand to hold Tang Wanzhuang's hand. His delicate hands were still as smooth as grease, but they were no longer as cold as before. After holding each other gently for a long time, each other could feel the warmth transmitted by the other, and the hearts that had been silent for a long time began to beat together rhythmically.
"After so many years of peace and quiet, I devoted all my attention to managing the country. I thought I would soon forget you." After a long time, Tang Wanzhuang said in a low voice: "But once we met, the memory quickly filled up. It’s very satisfying.”
Zhao Changhe was silent and did not say any more words of apology. These words have been said too much recently, and what they want is not an apology, but a longer-term future.
"When I saw me before, I always couldn't wait to be frivolous. I just liked to see Wan Zhuang's shy and shy look on her hair. Why are you such a gentleman today?" Tang Wanzhuang glanced at him sideways and said with a smile, "It's our King Zhao. You feel guilty too, sorry?”
Zhao Changhe said: "How can we only think about that kind of thing after meeting for so long... What do we think of you..."
"But I want to." Tang Wanzhuang said calmly.
Zhao Changhe paused, Tang Wanzhuang turned around, hugged his waist hard, and buried her head in his arms.
The handcuffs were so hard that even Zhao Changhe's body felt the pressure. Only then did he know what a turbulent torrent was hidden under the calmness of playing the piano and cooking tea.
"I was a little scared before..." Tang Wanzhuang buried her head in his arms and whispered softly: "Although I know that it is just a matter of time for you to wake up, I always wonder whether you will be unkind in thirty years. Again. Will you wake up and find that we are all sixty years old and old women? It sounds horrifying and unpleasant, and a young man about your age is calling grandma... Will you just retreat from the hall? Stop those bastards."
Before she finished speaking, Zhao Changhe kissed her and blocked her mouth first.
Tang Wanzhuang swallowed everything she said, and opened her teeth submissively to meet his fierce kiss.
After parting their lips for a long time, Zhao Changhe panted slightly and whispered: "This is the punishment for doubting me."
"Well..." Tang Wanzhuang leaned softly into his arms: "Actually, when I saw Huaqin's bun, I felt very happy... You don't dislike Baiqin, and of course you don't dislike us either."
Zhao Changhe said: "Not to mention that you are still as beautiful as before, even if your hair is really gray, I am willing to accompany you, playing the piano and making tea together."
"real?"
"Really. It's really unfair not to tell me... But I think it's good for him to do that... I also want to have a family full of children. How many do you want to give me?"
Tang Wanzhuang's face lit up: "I just want a son and a daughter."
"Then one son and one daughter."
Tang Wanzhuang regained her sense of joy as a girl. She took his hand and walked to the river to sit there. She leaned her head on his shoulder and watched the water together without saying a word.
It seemed that he was already planning in his mind that if there was any break today, he would hurry up and go to bed with his husband to make a baby after the fight. But will others come tonight...
Eh... Actually, it's still early now. Is there anything I can do if I can... Is it possible that I will look too hungry, lose my grace, and be laughed at
Tang Wanzhuang gave Baoqin a fierce look at Baoqin who was hiding in the waterside pavilion and peeking.
Baoqin: "?"
What happened to me? Didn’t you say that you were quite happy that I stole away and ate you? I'm hiding in the pavilion and won't bother you anymore. How can there be such a sensible maid like me...
Tang Wanzhuang thought about it silently for a while, but still couldn't ask for sex at this time. In fact, she actually enjoyed the feeling of sitting quietly with him by the stream and leaning on her shoulders, so she gave up that thought and turned to talking about it. Down to business: "We haven't met you yet, and we haven't asked you what the results of that arrow were. They just acted based on analysis. I don't know if it's right."
Zhao Changhe said casually: "Ye Wuming has gone through two epochs to eradicate all the ancient demons born by Tiandao, and the influence of Tiandao on this world has been minimized. If her last fatal blow is successful, she will die with Tiandao. , the so-called God's will can no longer interfere with anything, including the presentation of the Book of Troubled Times, which can only be passive, and this world will be free. But if it fails, the law she represents will be controlled by the law of heaven again, and will be transformed into today's world. The three thousand demon gods from the early years were reborn from all kinds of demonic energy. Those things were originally created by Heaven, and he can definitely create another round."
"Um."
"My arrow shot over. Ye Wuming was not a cerebral palsy, so he naturally canceled his original skills and instead cooperated with my arrow attack. The Heavenly Dao was attacked by this attack and was injured and escaped far away. Ye Wuming used the Heavenly Book to isolate this world and prevent the Heavenly Dao from taking advantage of the loopholes. Come in. So the current situation is actually very simple. It's just that both sides have rested and recovered. He has recovered from his injuries and I have repaired the flaws. It's time to restart the decisive battle. "
"It's really simple. It's exactly what we guessed." Tang Wanzhuang said: "Fortresses are always breached from the inside. Tiandao is trying to mobilize the 'demon energy' still lurking inside to gain access to the galaxy and break through this world from the inside. . And we also want to take this opportunity to wipe out its remaining demonic energy and eliminate internal worries. At the same time, we can also use these demonic energies to trace the location of Heavenly Dao, and then see how to counterattack. It’s not complicated. Now Tiandao doesn’t know that you are awake, but we have an advantage.”
"But if we don't reach an agreement with Ye Wuming, we can't counterattack. No matter how much you think of her, these things can never be avoided by Ye Wuming."
"We don't have much opinion about her. We don't even know her. The only ones who have opinions are Jiuyou and Piaomiao." Tang Wanzhuang said leisurely: "But from the perspective of power, His Majesty should also conquer Ye Palace."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment before he realized that "Your Majesty" was referring to him. In Wan Zhuang's heart, the emperor was always Zhao Changhe, and Xia Chichi was just an escrow. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.
Seeing his smile, Tang Wanzhuang also smiled: "Anyway, you are the Night Emperor now, and the Night Palace is yours. Even Ye Wuming himself said that he wanted you to be the Emperor of Heaven and live in the Night Palace. I think you can just come to her and ask for a house. , If she doesn’t move out, she will become a concubine inside.”
Zhao Changhe turned his head to look at her.
Tang Wanzhuang finally had a slight blush on her face: "What's wrong? Taking a concubine for your husband, isn't it good to gain a reputation for not being jealous?"
"It's nothing." Zhao Changhe couldn't help laughing: "But I think if someone is peeping, she will be furious right now."
"What's the matter, she just bullied Ruoyu, but she also wants to bully us?" The moment she saw Zhao Changhe, Tang Wanzhuang guessed that those Ling Ruoyu's deeds written in the troubled times were Ye Wuming's trick on the children.
Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "How much do you know about Ruoyu's situation?"
Tang Wanzhuang said: "You know, Hong Ling likes to go to the world of knights alone, and has little contact with everyone. No one knows when he took this apprentice in, and they have never seen him. He was only released last year for training. , the little girl did not reveal to the outside world that her master was Yue Hongling, and it was not easy to work hard on her own to become famous. During this period, both Yangyang and Baoqin came into contact with her, and they received a lot of praise. "
"That's it?" Zhao Changhe asked: "Is there anything special?"
"I don't know if it's something special... Ever since she appeared in the world last year, news of the looming Galaxy began to spread in various places. However, since the rumored location does not match her behavior, normal analysis still considers it a coincidence. ”
Zhao Changhe nodded slightly and was about to say something when Tang Wanzhuang's accompanying bodyguard suddenly came to report from outside the hospital: "Prime Minister, it is said that Tiger Hill is in turmoil, the sword spirit appears in the void, and Wu Hou has led his people to rush there."
(End of chapter)