From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

The two hit it off immediately and immediately decided to return to the capital.

Since Meng Liu's death that day, Li Feng began his revenge against Xing Jingyao.

He went to the palace every day and turned a deaf ear to his imperial brother. Unfortunately, the emperor was not a fool, so he did not punish Xing Jingyao for this. He only took away the official position of judge of the fifth-grade imperial hospital and sent him back to his hometown.

Unable to take revenge from the court, Li Feng ran to Xing Mansion every day.

He didn't do anything, he just stared at Xing Jingyao sullenly, throwing things and kicking stools, just like a child throwing a tantrum after his beloved toy was taken away, which was extremely childish.

Seeing that Xing Jingyao is about to be released, it will be difficult to humiliate him in the future. In recent days, he will say whatever is unpleasant.

"Why don't you die? You keep saying that you like Meng Liu, but it was you who forced her to death. It hurt so much to fall off such a high cliff. I'm afraid her bones will be misaligned and her head will be broken. She, a weak woman, wants to avoid you You jumped from such a high place and still had the nerve to live, you are really shameless."

"How about giving back your marriage partner? Did they agree to give it to you? Meng Liu wrote all the protagonists in the book, and I was the main character, and she would also tamper with the ending for me. What do you have? Has she done anything for you? Obviously She sent them all to my king's bed, but she actually had the nerve to take them back. From the beginning to the end, I was the only one she liked!"

"Look at yourself, you haven't developed a memory yet. If you hadn't insisted on marrying that person named Yuan and couldn't balance the relationship between the two parties, Meng Liu wouldn't have jumped off the cliff. Even now, he still has the red and green things next to him. You clearly know that Meng Liu doesn't like those Yingying Yanyan, but you haven't sent her away yet. Now that she can no longer enjoy the pleasures of human love, what qualifications do you have to live a good life?"

After a few curses, the man didn't react at all. Li Feng started directly and threw all the books and brushes in front of him on him.

Xing Jingyao's brows jumped, and his calm face finally showed another expression, one of pain.

Li Feng clicked his tongue twice: "What are you pretending to do? I just hit you a few times and it hurts? Your pain is less than one ten thousandth of Meng Liu's fall from the cliff. If you hadn't taken the post, I would have really I wish I could cut you into pieces with a thousand knives."

Xing Jingyao would argue with him at first, but now he has become numb and lets him fight and scold him without fighting back.

He was living like a walking zombie these days. He got up as usual every day to exercise and correct official documents. But only he knew that he was almost suffocating to the limit. He couldn't sleep every night and had no appetite. He could only fall asleep when his body was extremely tired. a while.

But it didn't take long for him to wake up from his dream. Whenever he woke up next to the cold quilt, he felt flustered and painful, and he could only find a glimmer of comfort in the words she had written.

Xing Jingyao still didn't understand at first. He was the most impatient to read these love stories, but because they were written by Meng Liu, he carefully analyzed every word and sentence from beginning to end, and he could vaguely understand the feelings she wanted.

Li Feng's words scolding him came to mind from time to time, and he couldn't help but think about it, what would it feel like to fall off a cliff? It should be very painful, but the pain only lasts for a moment. If a person falls from such a height, he will die in an instant.

So he began to self-mutilate. He would cut a mark on his arm with a dagger every day. Only when he saw the bright red blood gushing out and the pain appeared, could he feel at ease.

It's not that he doesn't want to go with her, but his grandmother's health is getting weaker and weaker because of him, his mother's eyes are red from crying all day long, and the people of Guangdong and Guangxi are waiting for him to take office.

As a son and a minister, he cannot shirk his responsibilities.

Xing Jingyao has carefully examined the map of Guangdong and Guangxi, and he has set a time limit for himself, three years.

It took three years to put the military defense of Guangdong and Guangxi on the right track, and then he went down to accompany her in the same way.

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Followed Guan Zong back to the capital.

Although his father and mother had too high expectations for him, they really loved him.

As soon as they returned home, they hurriedly called him away, and Meng Liu alone followed the maid and young boy to move into his courtyard.

There are two things she wants to do now.

First, it is a bit difficult to break Guan Zong over, because not only does he make him fall in love with a woman, but this woman can only be himself. If he rashly regains his female body, it is impossible to say that this person will directly stay away from her because of misogyny. This is not possible Very controllable.

Second, make money to buy a house.

She is now sixteen years old, and in two or three years, the task of giving birth will be put on the agenda. There are many men, and it is destined that they will not live in anyone's back house, and it is impossible to give the children they worked hard to give birth to to men, so buying a big house is very important.

Meng Liu already has hundreds of thousands of words in her manuscript. Now she doesn't write any more romance novels. Instead, she writes about all the women she has ever seen who were so virile.

It's not that I deliberately avoid love, but there is a lot less emphasis on this aspect.

Like Fan Lihua, her husband was Xue Dingshan, a famous general of the Tang Dynasty. The couple had a deep love and their relationship lasted forever. The two of them went to the battlefield together to order troops, fought everywhere, and quelled the chaos in the northwest frontier.

For example, Princess Pingyang Zhao raised an army of hundreds of people from Guanzhong and expanded the army to tens of thousands in just over three months. Because of her strict military discipline and no offense, her army was affectionately called the Women's Army by the people.

Like Lu Pheasant, who conquered the world together with Liu Bei, but because Liu Bei wanted to depose the prince, he launched a plan to win over his confidants, consolidate his power, and control the court and harem.

There are also Tan Yunxian, Lin Huiyin, Wu Zetian, etc.

These women not only stay in the back house and give birth to children, but among them there are female generals, female doctors, female architects, female officers, and even empresses, etc., all shining in their respective fields.

Meng Liu almost never left the Hou Mansion, and spent every day with Guan Chong. He read and she wrote.

For the first time, Guan Zong couldn't suppress his curiosity and read the storybook written by Meng Liu, and he was shocked.

"Why do you want to use a woman as the protagonist? What you wrote is so fake!"

Meng Liu stopped writing, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

These are all real character prototypes, how can they be fake!

"Women have always only relied on men to survive. They have low vision and are small-minded. They only know how to fight for power and jealousy. Women who fight on the battlefield and help the world by hanging the pot simply don't exist!"

This boy was too naive, and with such obvious clues, he didn't even think that Meng Liu was a woman.

Meng Liu put down the fine langhao pen in his hand.

"Guan Zong, the women you see are only scheming and jealous. That's because they were trained as girls in elementary school and have only seen the world in the backyard. Think about it, if women can also travel through the imperial examinations like men, read They have read the Four Books and Five Classics, and seen the desert and Gobi sandbanks. Do you think they would still be willing to be trapped in a house and revolve around a man for the rest of their lives?