you are in the depths of time [gl]

As soon as Lu Tongshang asked, the man who was detained not far away closed his eyes. After a long time, he said:

"I interfered with their hunting game. Tierb was very dissatisfied with this and sued me in front of the king."

"I rescued the princess, and the next day, the slave who served her came to tell me that she committed suicide."

As long as he closes his eyes a little, Modu can still think of the princess who looks like the most beautiful flower on the prairie. This is the first time he has seen the princess of Beiqin.

The skin is delicate, the smile is picturesque, and the jet-black hair is even more beautiful than the silk and satin that the king of Bei Qin gave them.

He even remembered the way the man was wrapped in a blanket, his long eyelashes trembling when he saw him enter the account, and he said a faint 'thank you' to him.

But the next day, such a beautiful and lively person turned into a cold corpse.

For a moment, there was only the whining of the wind in the wilderness, as if even the wilderness was wailing for her, for this poor princess who was just sent to the barbarian army as a pawn.

Lu Tongshang's face was pale, and he took a step back. The sky was spinning for a while, and the soldiers behind him came up in time and shouted:

"General!"

She blinked her eyes and waved to the people behind, gesturing them not to come over.

It took a long time for her buzzing brain to realize what the barbarian general who was captured by her said.

He said An Ning committed suicide.

suicide

Lu Tongshang's eyes were half closed, his expression couldn't see his emotions clearly, like a dead well with no waves, he said after a long time:

"How long ago was this?"

"Forty years ago."

Modu himself couldn't explain why he remembered this day so clearly.

Lu Tongshang raised her eyelids and looked at him, causing him to look away uncomfortably. After a while, she repeated firmly:

"Forty days."

It turned out that she was so late.

No wonder An Ning refused to wait for her.

Days and nights on this grassland are like the most terrifying nightmare in the world. Everything that An Ning has encountered is the most painful in her life. Why does Lu Tongshang let her persist for a few more days?

She nodded slowly, as if she already knew her guilt, she nodded lightly and heavily.

Then he asked Modu the last sentence lightly and slowly:

"Where is she... now?"

Where are her bones?

But when the word 'bones' came to his lips, he couldn't say it.

Lu Tongshang always felt that when we saw each other again, we still saw that bully and stupid person, how could we get used to her turning into a dry bone in the blink of an eye?

But no matter how hard it is to accept, she has to do it.

She, who has been late for so long, still wants to bring An Ning home.

Modu was the one who held the funeral for An Ning, so he knew the whereabouts of her body clearly. Hearing this, he only looked at the knives on his body. After Lu Tongshang waved his hands tiredly for some reason, the blades fell from his body. The neck is all removed.

Reflexively, he took two steps in that direction, stopped when he thought of something, and looked at Lu Tongshang who was following up with his bodyguard.

He asked, "What you promised me—"

Lu Tongshang replied blankly: "Don't worry, from today, there will no longer be 24 Beiman."

Modu breathed a sigh of relief, but felt his heart sinking straight down, as if overflowing with a boundless sense of loss.

He couldn't explain what it felt like, but he didn't really want to return the person who had thanked him in such a near-transactional form.

However, General Lu is in charge of the life and death power of his tribe, so he has to think about his people.

Hearing Lu Tongshang's words, he thought that the barbarians just couldn't unite again, and he didn't know until he went back——

Of the 24 Northern Man tribes, only the other hunting tribes remain.

The remaining 23 clans were all slaughtered by Bei Qin.

Lu Tongshang's fierce reputation spread throughout northern Xinjiang, and within a hundred years, no foreigner dared to invade Northern Qin.

……

"Get out of the way." Behind Bailu was a little boy holding a medicine box. She was carrying her skirt and walked towards the general's mansion. When she reached the door, she was blocked by two soldiers guarding the door.

The two gatekeepers looked at each other, finding distress in each other's expressions.

They looked at the room where General Lu was inside, and then at the military doctor Bailu who was in a hurry to get angry, and prayed deeply that they would not get half of their fingers hurt when they marched next time, otherwise they would definitely be cured. .

The expressions of the two soldiers were a little stiff, and it took a while before they whispered:

"The general has an order that no one is allowed to enter the house. Doctor Bai, please don't embarrass me. Please go back."

Bailu counted the days, and it was already the third day since Lu Tongshang came back. He hadn't eaten a grain of rice yet, and his body couldn't bear the pain, not to mention how many old wounds that man had, he knew very well.

She gave the two door gods blocking the way a hard look, and repeated again:

"Get out of the way! Do you want General Lu to starve to death in the house? If she punishes you for disobedience, let her come to me."

The two soldiers guarding the gate looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and stepped aside.

Even if the general wants to chop off their heads because of this, they will admit it.

Bailu raised his hand and opened the door, stepped over the threshold, and strode in.

The person sitting on the chair in the middle of the hall was originally in a dimly lit room, but the light brought by the sudden intrusion made her squint her eyes, reflexively angry, and opened her mouth and said:

"Wang Ji, Li—"

Before she finished speaking, Bai Lu walked up to her, pulled out a dagger from her waist, and slapped it on the desk in front of her, only half a foot away from a square box inlaid with jade and carved with exquisite patterns. distance.

Bai Lu condescendingly looked down at the man sitting in the chair, who seemed boundlessly exhausted, and even his face was much paler, and said to himself, "Kill, you can kill me, it's better to kill me too."

"If you have the ability, kill all the people in the world. Let's see if the reincarnation of the underworld will stop for you and spit out the soul of Princess An Ning again."

Lu Tongshang was silent.

The eyes are half-glowed outside, and the rest is dark and gloomy, just like her mood at the moment.

Bai Lu's words were like a sharp knife, piercing straight into Lu Tongshang's heart, piercing through the side she was most proud of and the side she was least willing to face at the same time, making her face the blood dripping with blood that no one else existed. worldly.

Even if she holds Ling Jun in her hand, Tu Jinxiao is young; even if she takes power and makes this country change hands...

She couldn't bring her beloved back to the world.

Lu Tongshang moved his fingertips on the armrest, and a mocking smile flashed across his eyes, as if he was laughing at himself, or something else.

After a long time, she replied hoarsely:

"you're right."

In her whole life, she could not ask for An Ning's forgiveness, this was her sin.

Lu Tongshang leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, blocking the gleam of blood in them, as if letting the egret handle him, and stopped talking.

……

Two days later, the news that Lu Tongshang led his army back to the court spread throughout Northern Qin.

The two princes who heard the news were worried, not knowing whether she was returning to the court to protect the country, or leading troops to rebel. However, her bloody record on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang told them that the weapon in Lu Tongshang's hand was drunk. how much blood.

So much so that the soldiers guarding the city along the way avoided her edge, let her army go deep into the hinterland of Beiqin all the way, and then marched towards the capital.

Passing through Yongcheng controlled by the second prince.

The gates of the city were closed tightly, and it was Mr. Wang who commanded the defense of the city.

As the power of Concubine Rong's mother's family, he can be said to have risen step by step in the court for many years. Now if he can assist the second prince to ascend the throne, it can be regarded as a step up to the sky and a great achievement.

He felt that he needed to add some chips to the second prince.

So he ordered the soldiers to close the city gate, and was going to ask Lu Tongshang clearly on the tower about the purpose of returning to court, so that he could consider whether to let her soldiers enter the city.

He sent someone to shout on the tower, and when the messenger saw the cold light downstairs, and the neat soldiers with a killing aura, he always felt that he was about to urinate before he opened his mouth.

In the end, when he summoned up the courage to shout out his throat, there was a hoarseness in his words.

Lu Tongshang squinted his eyes, and saw the man with slightly white hair standing on the tower.

After a while, he told the people next to him, "Bring a bow."

Ten breaths later, a sharp arrow pierced through the air from the bottom of the tower, heading towards the tower in a menacing manner. When everyone exclaimed "no", the civil servant who was reading the second prince's persuasion trembled in fright. , the next words paused instantly.

He heard a 'dumb' in a trance, as if his head was pierced by a sharp arrow and nailed to the pillar behind him.

At the moment when the soul was in a trance from the body, there were many messy shouts in the ears:

"Master Wang!"

"Master Wang..."

...Master Wang?

The person who read the manuscript was stunned for a moment, then looked back in a daze, and saw that the rightful master who was crucified was the elder Wang sent by the second prince to guard Yongcheng.

……

Lu Tongshang killed Mr. Wang.

The news once again spread throughout the four regions of Northern Qin. For a while, some people were happy while others were worried.

The eldest prince breathed a sigh of relief, and led his slightly weaker army all the way north, following behind the city that Lu Tongshang had captured.

The second prince was devastated in the palace.

At first, she thought that Lu Tongshang was here to help her, but it turned out that this was a good thing, and she wiped out her own people first.

Rong Yuan felt that there might be something wrong with the general's brain, whether he had inherited a tendon from Lu Fu.

Thinking of this, he sent someone to sort out the truth about Lu Fu's incident back then, and sent it to Lu Tongshang urgently.

In exchange for an alliance with her.

The one who was sent to deliver the letter was the Shangshu who was in charge of the grain and grass in the Ministry of War. He still didn't know what the letter the second prince asked him to pass on, and he felt that when the two armies were at war, he, a high-ranking envoy, should not be in danger. .

After all, he felt that Lu Tongshang, who could be the God of Killing in the Northern Qin Dynasty, should not be someone with a bad brain.

But he was only wrong about one thing——

Before the sharp blade stabbed into his chest from behind, he saw that the person sitting behind the desk in the tent glanced at him with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, as if mocking him for not even knowing how he died.

Then he raised his hand, and the second prince's oral instruction that he brought with him floated down in front of him.

The Shangshu only had time to take a look before he became unconscious again.

The people from the eldest prince's side heard the news, and the counselors also suggested that Rong Heng deal with these treacherous people. For a while, the behavior of the two sides to curry favor with Lu Tongshang was called a back and forth, so lively that it almost made people feel funny the point.

……

On the day when Lu Tongshang's army entered the imperial city, the sky was covered with a thick layer of dark clouds, and the rain was falling continuously.

The cold light of the armor on the soldiers was even more dazzling after being washed by the rain.

The 20 soldiers at the border merged with the Lu Fujiu troops who had been scattered in the four regions of the Northern Qin Dynasty, and a mighty 50 soldiers camped outside the imperial city.

He once again broke into the bedroom where the emperor was. His mother, Concubine Rong, was still surrounded by four or five soldiers, looking at him with tears in her eyes.

This is why he dared not touch the old emperor for several months.

Because his father is far more shameless than him, and even said to him calmly when he asked his personal guards to kidnap Concubine Rong:

"Yuan'er, those who achieve great things don't care about small things, I have taught you before."

The implication was as if he was teaching him hand in hand, as long as he ignored Concubine Rong's life and death, the throne would be his.

The person Rong Yuan hated the most in his life was his own father, the Ninth Five-Year Supreme of Bei Qin.

If the throne is to be exchanged with his closest people, he will think that is the most ironic thing.

Concubine Rong sobbed softly beside her:

"Yuan'er, you deserve this..."

"Don't worry about me anymore..."

The man lying on the dragon bed gave a low laugh. Even though he had been given many chronic-poison-drugs from Concubine Rong for many years, and now he was lying on the bed almost paralyzed, his hypocritical mask still couldn't be suppressed. Like peeling off.

"Yuan'er, if your elder brother stood here, he would be much more obedient than you."

He closed his eyes and judged with a smile on his face.

Northern Qin's delay in establishing a crown prince was due to the fact that the old emperor refused to delegate power, and on the other hand, it was also the eldest prince and the second prince—specifically, the second prince's mother, Concubine Rong, who fought too hard.

The power of the queen's relatives depends entirely on the promotion of the eldest prince.

And the second prince's personality is more honest, and all the gains are won by Concubine Rong for him.

The two princes inexplicably reached that delicate balance. The biggest mistake the old emperor made was thinking that he was outside the vortex and could control the general situation. He didn't expect Concubine Rong to dare to poison him.

Rong Yuan looked at the person lying on the hospital bed, and then at Concubine Rong in the distance, his eyes were a little lonely.

He was really tired of the royal family's intrigues, and he seemed to feel boundless exhaustion even before he sat in that position.

Aside from his mother's conviction that he could sit on it, even he felt like a marionette.

From the day when Concubine Rong planned to help him rebel, all orders were only through his mouth, but in fact it was the will of his own mother Concubine Rong, even if she had no choice but to be imprisoned here by the emperor, she would not forget Continue to advise him.

He was not given the slightest chance to regret it.

I never asked him whether he wanted that position, that kind of life.

He called out in a low voice, "Mom."

In the next second, a strange soft sound came from where Concubine Rong was, and the soldiers who surrounded Concubine Rong in the center subconsciously exclaimed, "Not good!"

A silver hairpin was being held in Concubine Rong's hand, the tip had already sunk into her chest.

The corners of her lips kept bleeding, and she only had time to say something to Rong Yuan:

"Yuan'er..."

Go get what belongs to you, mother can only accompany you to this point, you should go on your own for the rest of the way.

"Mother!" Rong Yuan opened his eyes wide in disbelief, wanting to rush over there, but the guards behind him almost couldn't hold him back.

The voice of the old emperor who was lying on the bed laughed loudly mixed with the wailing.

No one knew that such a treacherous farce was going on in the depths of the palace.

……

Until a few fragmented applause sounded lazily at the door.

The laughter on the bed stopped abruptly, and the emperor seemed to know who was coming.

"It seems that I'm late." Lu Tongshang held Ling Jun in his hand, and leaned half against the door, his wet temple hair stuck to half of her side face, sticking out that cold outline.

No one knows how she got here so quietly.

Until the emperor shouted: "Escort!"

The second prince's personal guards fought with his personal soldiers, but the people by the door did not move, as if watching the fire from the other side, watching what happened inside.

The second prince cried bitterly while hugging Concubine Rong's body.

He looked back from the sound of crying, and saw Lu Tongshang standing by the door, dressed in black armor, like Hei Wuchang who was killing people in the underworld.

It seemed to indicate that he was doomed.

Rong Yuan looked at a bodyguard who fell beside him, picked up the knife from his hand, and the next moment——

A stream of bright red blood spurted out.

Concubine Rong's body fell down one person.

Perhaps she never dreamed that the person she had tried so hard to send to the throne would have no nostalgia for the world and only wanted to be with her.

The person lying on the dragon bed opened his eyes since Lu Tongshang arrived, and even watched the second prince draw his sword and commit suicide.

He couldn't help laughing, as if he was particularly happy to see the rebellious officials and thieves put to death.

It seemed that it wasn't his favorite concubine or his only son who died just now.

At this moment, a person hurriedly knelt down in front of Lu Tongshang, and said loudly:

"Report—!"

"All the rebels outside the city have been captured! Waiting for the general to dispose of them!"

Before Lu Tongshang could speak, the person lying on the dragon bed had already praised loudly:

"it is good!"

"I have a lot of rewards!"

With a full of air, it is completely impossible to see that he is a seriously ill person.

Lu Tongshang looked in the direction of the dragon bed, and through the tulle-like curtain, he saw the man lying in it, who was only conscious from the neck up.

Then slowly, step by step, he walked over there.

"Tongshang, I didn't misjudge you!" The old emperor was so happy. Hearing that his two sons who coveted the throne couldn't make a big wave, he was so happy that for a moment, he put Lu Tongshang and Lu Tongshang together. equated again.

He seemed to think that under his instruction, the brother who was trampled into dust by all the officials and lost his life on the battlefield was still there.

Even the sons and daughters are so obedient, inheriting Lu Fu's behest and helping him to be orthodox.

As if Lu Tongshang had never heard of it, he walked to the dragon bed and looked down at the emperor lying there.

This posture made the old emperor feel wrong for a second.

"You..." He just uttered a word.

Then I heard Lu Tongshang say indifferently: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on the birth of a dragon son."

The old emperor looked confused, and saw that under the protection of several guards, a terrified woman was holding a full-term baby in her hands, looking at the bloody stumps in the room, trembling as if she was about to faint, and walked away. to his front.

The woman subconsciously looked at the murderous Lu Tongshang beside her, and then at the emperor on the dragon bed. When her knees softened, she knelt down:

"Emperor, Your Majesty... General Lu."

She was already stunned by the series of twists and turns in the palace.

When Lu Tongshang got the news that she was pregnant, he sent someone to secretly take her out of the palace for this day.

This is An Ning's biological mother.

"It's you..." The old emperor narrowed his eyes and recognized the woman.

The woman was so frightened that she wanted to kowtow to Lu Tongshang and the emperor. If she hadn't instinctively wanted to protect the child as a mother, she might have thrown her son trembling right now.

After the old emperor said those two words, he was silent for a long time——

Because obviously, the child in that woman's arm is not his.

The green emperor on his head vaguely guessed Lu Tongshang's purpose, so he was silent for a while, then looked at the person standing by the bed curtain, and smiled slowly:

"Are you planning to rebel, General Lu?"

Lu Tongshang looked at him. The emperor who always stood tall in his memory was at this moment, like the most ordinary civilians in the world, trapped by disease and lying helpless on the bed.

The two stared at each other silently for ten seconds.

Lu Tongshang said slowly:

"Sir, it's too late to save you."

The smile on the face of the person lying on the dragon bed was gone, leaving only paleness.

After half an hour.

Lu Tongshang walked out of the palace with the woman, leaving a mess behind him, and the old dynasty was left behind them like this.

That anxious and timid woman all her life thought that the next moment the butcher's knife would swing at her.

She was so frightened that she couldn't speak, but nervously hugged her sleeping child tightly, wondering if she had used such a posture of doing her best to protect An Ning before.

Lu Tongshang turned to look at her, as if trying to find traces similar to An Ning on her timid face.

It seems that An Ning's voice can be heard vaguely:

"Tong Chang, the barbarians invaded the Northern Qin Dynasty, and the people who suffered were the common people. When will there be peace in the world?"

The sharpest soldiers under Lu Tongshang stood silently outside the hall. The raindrops fell on their helmets and armor, and then slid along the tip of the cold spear, all the way to the ground, and merged into their feet. In that thin layer of water.

They stopped here quietly, neatly, as motionless as a mountain.

Waiting for orders from their most beloved general.

Lu Tongshang came back to his senses and looked at the sergeants who had assembled outside the hall. As long as she gave an order, they would hug her and take her to the supreme position.

The eldest prince had already been captured by her, the second prince committed suicide, and even the old emperor rode a crane back to the west on the dragon bed.

The distance between her and the throne is so close that she can easily sit on it as long as she walks towards the Golden Luan Hall step by step.

Lu Tongshang did leave like this.

The soldiers in front automatically separated from the middle and changed formation silently, leaving a neat path for her to go forward. Someone held up an umbrella from the side to cover the head of the woman beside her.

An Ning's mother and concubine looked at the umbrella above her head, and followed her footsteps with the child in her arms in a daze.

Even in the rainy and hazy weather, the magnificent palace still stands there, and the cornices drip the water from the roof from the corners like broken beads. No matter whether the country changes hands or the dynasty changes, it always stands there. Welcoming one after another of the ninety-five supreme beings stepped into it.

Lu Tongshang stopped at the entrance of the Jinluan Palace.

She thought, An Ning and Lu Fu probably didn't really want to see her take over this country.

Lu Tongshang looked coldly at the woman standing beside her, and then at the baby in her arms, as if he could feel her silent fierceness. Before the child opened his eyes, he opened his mouth and let out a series of cry.

When the woman was in a hurry to coax the child and reflexively wanted to kneel down with Lu Tongshang——

The next moment, General Lu, who seemed to make her soul tremble just by looking at her, took a deep look at her.

Then, with a flick of his hem, he knelt down in front of her slowly.

The peaceful and prosperous world you want, I will guard it for you.

In an instant, countless soldiers outside the hall seemed to have received the order silently, and fell to their knees in unison.

The rain stopped at some point.

It seemed that the only thing left in the world was the cry of the baby in her arms, so loud.

The woman looked down at Lu Tongshang who was kneeling in a daze, and then at the soldiers kneeling neatly under the Jinluan Hall, as if she understood something.

A ray of golden sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone in the center of the palace, as if a fairy in the sky wanted to glimpse the peaceful day ruled by the new monarch.

The camera gradually zoomed out, and then turned into a dark black background, and a line of words appeared in a row, writing the second half of Lu Tongshang's life coldly on it, and briefly described the story of her being buried with the silk handkerchief after death.

"In the first year of Shihe, the new emperor came to the throne. Gu Qi was young, and the general of Zhenxi Lu Tongshang was regent, and he returned to power when he became an adult."

"In the 14th year of Shihe, the new emperor took part in politics, and made Lu Tongshang the king of northern Xinjiang, hereditary replacement."

"In the 28th year of Shihe, the king of Northern Xinjiang..."

……

Cheng Youyou took the tissue paper next to her and snorted fiercely, feeling that it was useless to just wipe away her tears.

Luo Zijin pressed his temple over there with a headache, and started to coax people from the halfway point of the finale. He still hasn't coaxed people well. For a moment, he wanted to talk to Director Xu about filming the second ending. Trivia question.

"Hey, don't cry."

Cheng Youyou rubbed her nose, and it took a long time before she could say a word:

"It's too cruel, you're playing a tragedy at the same table..."

She said it as if she herself was not the other heroine of the be ending.

Luo Zijin wanted to say that she chose the scripts to read the plots and stories, not to act in tragedies, but when the words came to her mouth, she first counted the dramas she had received in recent years in her mind, and then realized——

It does seem to end badly.

She looked at the script of "Day and Night" at hand, turned directly to the finale, and continued to coax:

"Next time there will definitely be a happy ending, be good, don't cry."

If I had known that asking Cheng Youyou to chase dramas would produce such an effect, tonight she would have asked Cheng Youyou to do other things in advance. Strong rate.

Xie Tiao, who was next to him, slowly finished watching the finale of "Ling Jun", and when he turned around, he found his apprentice holding the only paper tube in the living room, sobbing and wiping tears.

Xie Tiao raised his eyebrows helplessly, and looked at Ying beside him.

A certain little golden retriever was already very self-conscious. When he received her gaze, he immediately raised his hand in a gesture of compromise, got up and said:

"I'm off to make a marshmallow supper."

After the coaxing, the master has to coax her apprentice. Ying feels that her relationship can be regarded as "colorful" to some extent.

In the end, before she got up and walked towards the kitchen, she saw Cheng Youyou put down the big cat in her arms, walked outside with her slippers on, and a soft nasal voice sounded in the room:

"Master, I'm going to make supper for you."

As soon as the words were dropped, her figure had already left the living room and headed straight for the kitchen.

Ying looked at her back, then at Xie Tiao, who was still lazily leaning on the sofa, and finally decided to calmly wait for the cotton candy's handicraft as the teacher's wife.

……

Cheng Youyou looked at the unused chicken bought in the refrigerator in the afternoon, took it out, washed it under clean water, and heard Luo Zijin in the sound of splashing water. Words spoken over the headset:

"I'll find two sweeter articles for you to heal."

Cheng Youyou sniffed, and responded in a low voice:

"Ah."

Luo Zijin looked not far away and lowered his head to search Weibo news, as if he was focusing on his own business, and didn't hear the path in which Luo Zijin was coaxing his partner.

Xiaolu had just watched the finale, but all her sad emotions were diluted by the candy from Cheng CP in her ear.

At the moment, I am looking at the "woo woo woo" on the Internet, opening the document, and producing food happily.

Suddenly, I heard Luo Zijin calling her:

"The path."

"Hey!" Xiaolu was driving a car of [-] miles, and an emergency brake almost threw herself out. She blinked several times quickly, and looked up at Luo Zijin who was sitting on the sofa next to her.

Luo Zijin spoke uprightly:

"Send me two fanfiction articles."

Xiaolu: "..."

what?

Is there something wrong with her ears?

She stared at Luo Zijin for a while, unable to recover, and soon after, she was awakened by the impatience in Luo Zijin's eyes. She woke up from the beauty of the other person, and reflexively lowered her head to look at the thing in hand. Tablet, did not forget to open his mouth and replied:

"Okay, what do you want?"

Luo Zijin covered the receiver and thought for a while, then replied: "It's from Lu Tongshang and Princess Aning, sweet text."

Xiaolu: "..."

To tell you the truth, Luoshen, I haven't seen the kind of sweet text you want.

Luo Zijin raised her eyebrows, as if she didn't understand why she didn't start to do something after hearing the question.

Fortunately, Cheng Youyou on the other end of the phone had other things to do, so he didn't focus on waiting for her response, and seemed to enjoy the state of silence between the two of them doing their own things.

Xiaolu replied in embarrassment:

"Luo Shen, there is really no such thing."

This is a huge abuse of CP, where can I get the candy?

She has a deep sadomasochistic relationship, and she has read a bunch of them. If there are sweet texts, there must be ones, and if they can be read——

I really can't find the concubine.

Luo Zijin nodded knowingly, just when Xiaolu thought she would let it go, he only heard Luo Zijin say slowly:

"Then you write."

Xiaolu: "...???"

wtf?Why do you want me to write about the things you coaxed your daughter-in-law to agree to?

Luo Zijin: "The bonus is doubled this month."

Xiaolu: "Hey wait a minute! Give me an hour! I'll write right away!"

Money can turn ghosts around, and from today on, Xiaolu is not only the fan of Jincheng CP, but also the pair of General Lu x An Ning!

……

after an hour.

Cheng Youyou opened the lid of the rice cooker, took out a liner filled with salt-baked chicken, poured the chicken inside and the potatoes that were stained with sauce into a large porcelain plate.

Then she walked into the living room with the chicken.

Hands wearing plastic gloves tore off a leg from the chicken. The skin of the chicken is shiny with oil, and you can vaguely see the crushed black pepper sprinkled on it. When you tear it apart, you can smell its fresh and tender taste.

Cheng Youyou tore apart the chicken at will, and with the glutinous yellow mashed potatoes on the plate, she felt extra appetizing.

Xie Tiao and Ying washed their hands clean and didn't bother to move their chopsticks. They each put on disposable gloves and sat beside her, reaching out to the large piece of salt-baked chicken in the bowl.

The fragrant smell filled his teeth, Cheng Youyou was gnawing on the chicken with one hand, and swiped at the document that Luo Zijin sent just now with the other hand. When he saw the 'Jin Taxi 1-1' in it, he was a little dazed.

Then she glanced down for another half minute—

"Luo Zijin!"

She sat at the dinner table, flushed and holding the chicken, and shouted to the person on the phone angrily.

Through the phone, Xiaolu's hurried voice came:

"Oh my god, I sent it wrong!"

The author has something to say: Xiaolu: vest suddenly exposed qaq

I'm going to drink some nutrient solution for supplementation and I'll come back later to write a thank you note: