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

"I...maybe I invite you to get together?" Yuzhen said anxiously, "To be honest, I have watched Mulan many times in the past two years, and some questions have been answered for a long time, so I want to talk to you. .”

Meng Liu laughed: "Of course."

The two of them walked into the private room again, but they were alone, so the door was wide open and the maid guarded the door. Passers-by could see the scene inside.

Princess Yuzhen, twenty-four, is the daughter of Empress Li Fei. She has been married for six years and has a daughter. She and her consort are not in a good relationship. They have been separated in recent years. She lives alone in the princess mansion with her daughter.

She was born with intelligence, she could compose poetry at the age of five, and write articles at the age of seven. She also held her breath as a girl, learned riding and archery, and was as good as any prince in literary and martial arts.

As she got older, her brothers and emperors began to get involved in the court, and they were all assigned different official positions by the Holy Emperor. Even though she was no worse than others, she could only stay in the harem to prepare for marriage because of her gender.

At first, she didn't think there was anything wrong. All women lived like this, getting married and having children when they were old enough. Ever since she read The Legend of Mulan, she often fantasizes about the world outside, why Mulan can do it but she can't.

She also wants to see the vast mountains and rivers and use her knowledge to do something for the people of the world.

Unfortunately, no matter how many times she looks at it, it can only be a sweet dream for her. It has been a rule since ancient times that the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics and women are not allowed to enter the court.

Meng Liu talked with her about the past and present, about the status of women, and analyzed the political affairs of the court. Two souls from different eras resonated at this moment.

Transmitting information, emotions and thoughts across the limitations of time and space is the power of words.

After the two separated, Yuzhen couldn't recover for a long time. Thinking about the content of the conversation just now, she returned home with unfinished thoughts.

The maids and servants were standing outside one after another. Her heart sank. As soon as she stepped into the house, she was picked up by a big hand and pressed on the couch.

"Does the princess still have me as her husband in her heart? Have a private meeting with her foreigner? Huh?" The man's angry voice sounded in her ears.

Yuzhen pushed him away: "Xiao Yi, why are you crazy! The maids and wives are all standing outside, it's not what you call a private meeting at all!"

"Is that true? I'll find out later when I find out!"

Yuzhen sarcastically said: "Is the prince consort planning to commit the following crime?"

"The harmony of yin and yang is human relations. Princess, there is no need to provoke me with words." After saying this, he did not hesitate, roughly pushing away the layers of clothes and sealing her lips with a kiss.

He didn't want to hear her talk anymore, there wasn't a word he wanted to hear.

*

"Bring it to me and take a look."

Li Feng took the stack of story books, leaned on the desk and browsed through them carefully. It looked like, it was so similar, with the same writing style and the same way of thinking. If it hadn't been for the Mulan that was passed down in front of him, he still wouldn't be sure it was Meng Meng. Written by Liu.

Didn't she die after falling from such a high cliff? Thinking of this possibility, the excitement and excitement that rose from the chest spread densely throughout the body.

His breathing became rough unconsciously: "Where is he now?"

Lian Xiao lowered his head: "I don't know."

Who would have thought that the person who was confirmed to be dead at the time would actually be resurrected, and they did not arrange for anyone to guard outside Wenyuan Bookstore in advance. Naturally, they did not follow her. If Wenyuan Bookstore had not released a new script written by Jiao Xiake, they would not have known about it. .

"Then go and check!" Li Feng threw out a token, "Take the people from the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division. Even if you turn the capital upside down, you have to find them!"

"According to the descriptions of people around, the Mr. Jiao Xia Ke who went there that day was a man."

Li Feng paused for a moment: "Have you asked the shopkeeper?"

"The shopkeeper is a member of Prime Minister Que, and he has a very tight-knit tone."

"Prepare your horses and go to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Que Jin had already received the news, and what happened back then seemed like it happened yesterday. He said that a woman with such backbone would not give up her life easily.

My heart was also slightly touched, as if it was a surprise.

So he immediately went to Wenyuan Bookstore and spent a few days reading the storybook she wrote this time, and it turned out to be her.

During this period, Que Jin welcomed the Ling King once, and he did not hide it, and his emotions slowly calmed down. Although he has some charming thoughts, the relationship between men and women is the most complicated in his life.

*

After handing over the manuscript, Meng Liu felt free for a while. She planned to rest for a while, and then confess to Guan Zong and start the task of giving birth.

They haven't done anything out of bounds in the past two years. Guan Zong did secretly poke and test her a few times, but nothing happened after she rejected her.

She was really afraid that this guy liked a man. What if she found out that she was a girl and scared him away. She was young at that time and could not have children, so Meng Liu thought it was not a good time.

"It's so annoying! Come on, come and go out for a drink with me." Guan Zong kicked the door open and said in annoyance.

Meng Liu was lying on the bed reading a book: "What's wrong? Your mother hasn't given up yet?"

"Yes, why do people need to marry and have children? It's not like my father doesn't have any other sons. Why should I inherit this incense?"

As he spoke, he naturally picked up her legs and carefully put on her shoes. He had done this countless times, as if serving Meng Liu had become his instinct.

The two of them came from Shanruliu to a restaurant not far from the Hou Mansion.

Whenever they are unhappy, they always come here to drink some wine and complain together.

In the private room, the waiter served dozens of jars of fine wine. After two years, Guan Zong's drinking capacity has also been developed. Not only can he not get drunk after a thousand cups, but he can't get drunk even after a few pots.

"Come on, come on, Brother Meng, you have always been a drinker. Today I will not believe in evil. Let's see how much you drink to get drunk!" He laughed and threw a peanut into his mouth and opened the wine jar.

"I'm afraid I'm not drunk yet, so you should get down first!"

They still drink from a bowl. After knowing each other for several years, the two have developed the same tacit understanding.

Guan Brown stared at her with a smile, his eyes were wanton and wanton, and he wanted to devour her passionately.

Meng Liu deliberately avoided his eyes and only lowered his head to mention other things to him: "Which lady is your mother showing you this time?"

He pondered for a moment and then asked suddenly: "Do you want me to get a wife?"

"Of course not!" Meng Liu replied straight away. She had reformed Guan Zong for two years and finally made him lose his prejudice against women. He was not a man who made wedding clothes for others. He could train his own man himself.

Guan Brown's eyes narrowed with laughter. As a male protagonist, his appearance was not bad, with starry eyes and a sharp-edged face that looked mature and soft under the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Two years ago you asked me if I liked you. I can answer now, yes, but what about you?"

Meng Liu didn't expect him to play straight. She hadn't decided yet whether to confess to him. Maybe he now accepted her as a woman? After this hesitation, Guan Zong stopped laughing.