General's Gown

"Everything that happened today is my own fault, but you have been implicated for no reason."

Murong Xiu sighed softly, as if he was talking to the boy, or muttering to himself:

"If he had a soul in the sky, he would definitely not want to see the state of Yan become what it is today."

The young man had already made up his mind, thinking that sooner or later he would starve to death anyway, so it would be better to be stabbed, but he never expected that Murong Xiu not only did not kill him in a fit of anger, but instead talked to him in such a tone.This was completely inconsistent with the image of the emperor he had heard in the streets and alleys. The young man opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Murong Xiu didn't intend to listen to the boy's answer, he just looked up at the sky, the gray clouds, and the dim sunlight behind the clouds.

In his heart, he already had a plan.

"Go, get my seal."

"Bao... Baoxi...?" The eunuch Liu Quan was taken aback, thinking he had heard wrong.

Taking Baoxi at this time, is it to surrender? !

The surrounding ministers were even more shocked, and fell to their knees with a crash.

"Your Majesty, absolutely not! Surrendering is a great disgrace. If you do surrender, you will be ridiculed by generations to come, and your ancestors' souls will be disturbed!"

"Your Majesty, we have been defending the city for more than a month. Wait a minute, maybe reinforcements will come?! Starving to death is a small matter, but injustice is a big one. Please think again, Your Majesty!"

Under the hoarse remonstrance of the ministers, Murong Xiu let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.

hold on?Even if he could afford to wait, the people of Sheng'an City could not afford to wait.The reinforcements have not come for a long time, and [-]% of them have been surrounded by the rebels.If it continues like this, Sheng'an will definitely become a dead city full of corpses.Even if he was lucky enough to survive in the end, but standing on the pile of bones, what dignity and face would he have to live on?

This emperor, he is no longer worthy to be.He needs to pay the due price for the wrong things he has done.

Murong Xiu slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the sky above his head with nostalgia.

Brother Changqing, if you watch from the sky, will you approve of my actions?

I hope this time, I don't make you sad and disappointed again.

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Layers of lead-black clouds piled up over the city.The setting sun slowly tore some cracks under the thick clouds, and then the bloody light projected down, like a bloody giant sword piercing the ground from the sky.

The wind died down.The gate of Sheng'an City, which had been closed for many days, finally opened slowly.

Two hundred qilin guards came out and lined up on both sides.Murong Xiu personally untied his golden crown of hair, took off the emperor's crown clothes, and walked out of the city gate step by step with his head held high and his bare feet in only a thin white mourning dress.Behind him, there is a long and dark line of people, which are all the eunuchs, maidservants, concubines, ministers in the palace, and all the people in Sheng'an City.

Almost everyone bowed their heads and shrank their necks, or trembled, or quietly wiped their tears.And Murong Xiu, who was walking in the front, straightened his back, held high the white jade panlong seal and a thick stack of Sheng'an city household records with both arms, and stepped heavily on the ground with every step.

It's not a long way, but it's full of thorns and disgrace.

Murong Xiu's footsteps finally stopped in front of the rebel formation.Tens of thousands of icy cavalry put down their swords and consciously moved out of a narrow path, and two men in military armor came out calmly.The one in front was riding a tall horse. Although he was over half a century old, he was tall and burly, with a pair of deep eyes that were especially fierce and shrewd.

The man behind the horse was thin and tall, with slender eyebrows and long beard.When he saw Murong Xiu coming out barefoot with his hair all over his body, he immediately showed shock and pity, and couldn't help sighing.

It's just that in Murong Xiu's eyes, he just wanted to vomit in such a pretentious manner.

"It really is you." Murong Xiu sneered at Zhang Jian, but he knew it already in his heart, without the slightest surprise:

"No wonder you disappeared the day before the coup. It turned out that you went back to your master and became a dog."

Zhang Jian was glared at by Murong Xiu, but he didn't have the usual cautious and fearful at all, and said with a faint smile:

"Your majesty, I'm afraid you are mistaken. I am a dog by your side, right? I have been in the court for decades, loyal and dedicated, but how do you treat me? You just treat me as an obedient dog." Dog, you gave all your trust and all the benefits to General Yan, and you refused to give anything to others. In order to restore the reputation of General Yan, I traveled thousands of miles to Qixia Village. But the result? I was planned by him three times. Ribs, almost strangled to death. Not only are you merciless, your majesty, you also scolded me for my idea and demoted my official position!?"

Zhang Jian became more and more excited as he spoke, he covered his ribs with one hand, and scolded:

"Murongxiu, Murongxiu, ask yourself, whether it's Qixia Village or the siege of Ningcheng, although my suggestion is true, if you don't agree, how can you let thousands of innocent people die and make Yan Changqing hate you?" Through you!

Zhang Jian's words hit Murong Xiu's heart.Murong Xiu's complexion changed, his pale thin lips trembled, but he couldn't say anything.

"Master Zhang, why do you bother with this kid?"

Grand Master Pang rode on the horse and looked down at Murong Xiu:

"Murong Xiu, since you have left the city to accept the surrender, you should stop putting on the airs of the emperor, and hand over the seal as soon as possible, and issue a Zen edict. I think you are young and ignorant, so I will show mercy and reward you." Follow orders and do it!"

As soon as the words were said, the rebels around laughed mockingly.Murong Xiu forcibly endured the huge humiliation and ridicule, tightly grasped the seal household book in his hand, and said:

"It's not difficult to give me the Zen seat, as long as you agree to one condition."

"Heh, you are surrounded by enemies now, so what qualifications do you have to negotiate terms?!" Zhang Jian said coldly.

"It's not up to a dog to decide whether I am qualified or not." Murong Xiu sneered, raised his head and said to Grand Master Pang:

"Pang Zheng, the traitor, you have besieged the city for several days without attacking, isn't it just to force me to give up the throne to you? But if I don't write down the edict of the throne myself, even if you win the throne, it will be a dishonorable name. Anyone who refuses to accept you will have a legitimate reason to attack you for me, can you still sit securely on your throne?!"

"Well, you yellow-mouthed kid, if you dare to threaten me, aren't you afraid of death?" Zhang Jian said angrily.

"Afraid of death? Afraid of death, I fled a long time ago. Why bother to stay here with the people of the city for several days?"

Murong Xiu said coldly: "The eyes of tens of thousands of people in Sheng'an are looking at me. Although I have virtues and demerits, and I owe the world deeply, but in the end I am still the emperor of the dragon. If any rebels dare to kill me, they will kill the king. You Aren't you afraid of being scolded by the world, and will be stigmatized for thousands of years?!"

"You—!" Zhang Jian was angry, and looked back at Grand Master Pang as if asking for help.

Grand Master Pang showed displeasure.He still underestimated the little emperor.It seems that the series of measures he took for the country and the people at the beginning of his ascension to the throne were not a flash of inspiration. This little emperor still has two tricks.If he hadn't been fascinated by love later, and his mind was confused because of his special love for General Yan, he should be a very suitable emperor.

Unfortunately……

"Forget it. The old man is not that mean. Murong Xiu, what conditions do you have, you might as well tell them."

"I want you to promise that after you enter the city, you will immediately open a warehouse to provide food and help the people. You are not allowed to take advantage of the fire to loot, rape, kill and plunder."

"What?" Grand Master Pang looked at Murong Xiu in surprise.Couldn't this little emperor sacrifice the lives of thousands of people for one person?What's up with him?

Murong Xiu smiled faintly:

"As for me... I am deeply ashamed of the world, and I have no face to live on. After issuing the imperial edict, I will kill myself. I just ask you not to hurt the people alone."

Grand Master Pang and Zhang Jian looked at Murong Xiu in surprise and suspicion, pondered for a moment, and Grand Master Pang finally said: "Forget it, I promise you that - quickly write the edict, so that I can tell the world."

Two soldiers ran forward and committed the crime with their backs, throwing away a piece of yellow silk.But Murong Xiu seemed to have seen through something, he just smiled coldly and refused to go forward.

"Murong Xiu, what do you mean by that?" Grand Master Pang said impatiently, "It's not like the Son of Heaven!"

"I'm afraid that you will go back on your word."

Murong Xiu suddenly held up a thick stack of Sheng'an City household registration books, without fear, and shouted to all the people with his loudest voice:

"How does a verbal promise count? There are 31 households in Sheng'an City. I want you, Pang Zheng, to write down a promise in black and white in this household book in front of them that you will never hurt any of them! Otherwise, I will immediately Blood splattered three feet and crashed into your swords to death, seeing the reputation of regicide and usurpering the throne on your head, how can you sit firmly in this world!"

After saying a word, the surroundings were instantly quiet.After a long while, the common people in the team realized Murong Xiu's intentions, tears streaming down their face, they all knelt down and kowtowed, shouting long live, wailing all over the field, quite spectacular.

Grand Master Pang narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Murong Xiu meaningfully.

He knew that Murong Xiu had most likely seen that the personnel in his army were mixed.Indeed, in order to gather a large number of troops in a short period of time and seize imperial power as soon as possible, he not only secretly colluded with several local garrisons, but also contacted Bei Rong's army in private.

The price he paid was also high - in addition to ceding the land and promising officials, he also agreed to an extremely cruel request - after he acquiesced, these tiger and wolf masters who have long coveted Sheng'an City can indulge in Sheng'an City Three days of enjoyment, burning, killing, rape and looting, no taboos.

He originally thought that he had agreed to Murong Xiu's request indiscriminately, and there would be no evidence in the future. Even if Sheng'an City was slaughtered, the blame could be pinned on these Beirong people.But now that Murong Xiu is shouting and forcing him to write a written statement in front of tens of thousands of people, how can he go back on his word in the future?Whenever something goes wrong in Sheng'an City, it will be blamed on him, and he can't blame him.

Damn!

Grand Master Pang cursed secretly, quickly weighed in his heart several times, determined to put the overall situation first, and think of other ways to reward the army in the future.He then made a disapproving light smile:

"Okay, I'll just write it down." After speaking, he took the pen, and quickly wrote down the guarantee after entering the city on the side of the thick stack of household books, and then wrote down the promise on the red clay that Murong Xiu took out. Dip in and press a bright red handprint.

Murong Xiu watched it quietly from the sidelines, and only then did he feel that his heart had finally settled down.He raised his head and laughed a few times, his loose long hair and clothes flew high against the wind and light, like thousands of black and white feathers flying in the snow.The laughter stopped, and when he raised his head again, there were already two lines of tears on his cheeks.

In the 380th year of the Murong Dynasty, it was finally ruined in his hands.He is ashamed of the world, of his ancestors, of his mother who was forced to die for his throne, and of his elder brother Changqing who was loyal to him, protected him, and respected him.

Murong Xiu's fingers trembled violently, he slowly picked up the pen, and using blood as ink, he solemnly wrote down the edict of abdication.After finishing writing, he didn't look at anyone's expression anymore, he just silently took out the dagger he had prepared and aimed it at his heart.

Brother, I will go to Huangquan Road to make amends for you.

A cold light suddenly appeared, piercing the chest.

"Chong!"

There was a crisp sound of iron clashing, and the dagger in Murong Xiu's hand was knocked flying.Murong Xiu was caught off guard and staggered a step, only to see a long arrow piercing the snow beside him.

It was this long arrow that hit the tip of his knife.

who is it? !

Zhang Jian was startled when he saw this, and was about to look for the direction of the arrow, but just as he took a step, the sound of piercing the air came towards him, and he heard a "swoosh", Zhang Jian opened his eyes wide, and before he could snort, He fell to the ground on his back, struggled a lot with his face covered in blood, and finally stopped moving.

His throat was pierced from front to back by a sharp arrow shot from nowhere.

Murong Xiu raised his head dumbfounded and looked into the distance.For a moment, he thought he was wrong.Because on the hillside in the distance, from west to east, a large black tide suddenly gushed out like a flood, all of them were cavalry wearing black armor and holding sharp knives.Tens of thousands of horses neighed, golden and iron horses, billowing smoke and dust, tens of thousands of cavalry rode down one after another, their black battle armor formed a black whirlwind, with an unstoppable momentum, swooping down from the hillside with the roar of mountains and tsunamis .

"kill!!!!!"

The dark green and gold-encrusted flag of the Yan army fluttered in the wind, and the cavalry took advantage of the night, like countless bloodthirsty beasts, to pounce on the unprepared rebels without hesitation.The screams sounded immediately, and the flesh and blood collided. The screams shook the black crows in the sky, and the blood penetrated the armor, turning into a blood-colored raging sea.In front of the unstoppable black cavalry, the improvised army under Taishi Pang began to crumble.

This is... the Xuanjia Army? !

Grand Master Pang's face changed suddenly, he couldn't help but tightened his grip on the reins, and his heart sank.

No, it's impossible!The Xuanjia Army, also known as the Yan Family Army, has always been led by Yan Changqing.But he had seen the coffin opened with his own eyes, and Yan Changqing had indeed committed suicide!

...However, all three generations of the Yan family died in battle, leaving only the old, weak, sick and Confucianists.Yan Changqing died.Which general in the world can command this army cultivated by several generations of the Yan family?

Grand Master Pang felt a chill in his heart for no reason.Regardless of whether the opponent is the Xuanjia Army or not, his army is by no means a match for these well-trained black cavalry.The situation was unfavorable, and he had no time to make plans. He just wanted to quickly grab the imperial edict and seal from the dead Zhang Jian, and seize the throne.

But who would have thought that at the moment Taishi Pang bent down and stretched out his hand from his horse, and the moment his fingertips were about to touch the edict, another silver light whizzed over, wrapped in the sound of the wind, and with a whistling sound, a long arrow pierced through fiercely and accurately. the back of his hand!

what! ! ! !

Grand Master Pang fell off his horse with a scream. The guards around him were taken aback and drew their swords to protect each other. However, the black riders were already in front of them, and they drew their swords and slashed without hesitation. Vegetarian, crisp and neat.Although the guards were also selected by Grand Master Pang, they were already panicked when Grand Master Pang was shot off his horse. Now that they were surrounded by a surprise attack, they lost all confidence and struggled to resist.

There were screams in his ears again and again, Grand Master Pang was angry and shocked, but after all he had seen too much wind and rain, he did not lose his footing.Heartbroken, Grand Master Pang clenched his teeth, pulled out the sharp arrow in his palm, endured the severe pain and wrapped the blood-stained seal of imperial edict into his arms, and followed up with the Murong Xiu pulled his hair with all his strength, and the cold long knife was already on Murong Xiu's neck.

"I don't care whether you are the Xuanjia Army or not, anyway, the old emperor is in my hands now, if you are sensible, you will retreat thirty miles!"

Grand Master Pang held Murong Xiu hostage, roaring angrily.

As soon as the words fell to the ground, the black knights who were fighting stopped in response.Grand Master Pang was overjoyed when he saw this, and while pressing the knife against Murong Xiu's neck, he jumped onto the chariot closest to him, and the guards immediately supported him and retreated.

However, the car hadn't moved a few steps, when Murong Xiu, who was held hostage by him, suddenly chuckled.

Grand Master Pang felt a horrible premonition in his heart, and couldn't help but approached Murong Xiu's neck a few inches with the knife edge, stabbing a deep bloodstain on the side of his neck.

"Death is imminent, what are you laughing at?!"

Murong Xiu raised his eyelids and looked at Taishi Pang, who was in a panic and was in a panic, with a half-smile.It's ridiculous that he, the dignified son of heaven, was actually influenced by such a person, and forced to death the most precious person in his heart step by step with his own hands.

How ridiculous and how sad!

Murong Xiu continued to laugh, this laughter made Grand Master Pang more and more flustered, he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and a bad premonition weighed heavily on his heart.

If it was really the Xuanjia Army, could he really escape so smoothly?

Taishi Pang looked back tremblingly.This look directly terrified him—a frightening figure stepped out of the crowd of black riders without haste.

A tall and vigorous figure, with a red cloak fluttering in front of you, a man wearing a hideous silver mask sits high on a horse, a longbow in purple shirt has been steadily drawn by the man, and the sharp arrow is shining coldly , aimed at the direction of his escape.

It's him! ?He is still alive! ! ! ? ? ?

"Run!"

Grand Master Pang was so frightened that he couldn't care less about anything else, he just grabbed his whip and waved hard to escape.However, before the horsewhip in his hand fell, the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through the air came from behind his head, accompanied by a threatening cold air.

The battlefield seemed to suddenly become very quiet.It was eerily quiet.

There was no sound of shouting to kill.

There was no sound of crying.

There was no sound of weapons intersecting.

Everything was surrounded by this terrible silence.

There was only a slight sound - "click".

Grand Master Pang fell off the chariot heavily upside down, and clearly heard the sound of his cervical vertebra breaking.

The world was turned upside down, and everything was covered with blood red.Grand Master Pang was hit by an arrow in his chest, bleeding from his seven orifices, and looked at the man who had rode his horse up to him in disbelief.

"...Really...is that you?"

However, he could no longer hear any answer, and his blood-red eyes opened angrily unwillingly, but he no longer had the breath of a living person,

Murong Xiu slowly got up from the ground.He jumped from the carriage just now and was seriously injured, but at this moment, he didn't feel the slightest pain, he just looked at the man with the silver mask sitting on the horse without blinking.

is it him?

Is it the thousands of people for whom he was fascinated, heartbroken, crazy, and deeply ashamed day and night?

The vivid memory broke through the valve in an instant, and flashed before his eyes quickly.It is the oath of "same robes with the son" under the crabapple tree, the guardian in the heavy snow, his calm smile, and his dedication to loyalty from beginning to end... It is also his helpless back, bleeding neck , and desperate eyes.

Murong Xiu's eyes were red, his throat was choked, and thousands of emotions were stirring in his chest, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, he just wanted to run forward subconsciously, and take a good look at him day and night. The person who thinks.

But Murong Xiu just ran two steps and then stopped, as if he was afraid that the figure in front of him would disappear if he got closer, he didn't go forward any more, he just looked up at the figure on the horse, trembling very carefully asked:

"Brother Changqing, is it...you?"

Are you here to save me?You...don't blame me?

The silver-faced man on the horse slightly lowered his head and looked at Murong Xiu without saying a word.

After a while, he reached out to cover the silver mask on his face and lifted it upwards.

Under the mask is a handsome and extraordinary face, with deep and handsome features, slightly upturned mouth corners, and sweaty and curly hair on the forehead, showing a bit of unrestrained chic.And a pair of eyes were as bright as amber, and they were looking at him coldly and slightly mockingly at this moment.

Murong Xiu was shocked all over, took a few steps back, and widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Helian Rongchuan?! Why are you?"

"Why can't it be me?"

Helian Rongchuan sneered, and raised the longbow in his hand: "If it wasn't for someone's entrustment, and that dog thief surnamed Pang, he is really nothing compared to you, I should have killed you first! "

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"Entrusted?"

Murong Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and regardless of the blood and mud on the ground, he ran a few steps barefoot, pulled Helian Rongchuan's hem with all his strength, and spoke incoherently with excitement:

"Did Changqing ask you to save me? He really didn't die, did he? Where is he? Where is he?!"

Murong Xiu's heart was beating violently.He was almost convinced that Yan Changqing must have entrusted Helian Rongchuan with the Xuanjia Army to save him instead of kill him!

An unprecedented joy rushed straight into his mind, and Murong Xiu trembled uncontrollably.

Yan Changqing is still alive, he is still alive! ! !

Helian Rongchuan frowned in disgust, lowered his eyes and raised the tip of the scimitar, and cut off the corner of the clothes held by Murong Xiu with a bang.

"Don't stain my clothes."

Murong Xiu almost used all his strength to pull the corner of the clothes. Now that his strength loosened, he fell to the ground unexpectedly, but he immediately got up again, and opened his arms to stop Helian Rongchuan's horse:

"Changqing has come back to life, he is here now, isn't he?!"

"So what if it is? So what if it's not?" Helian Rongchuan's eyes became even colder, and he tried his best to restrain the urge to chop with a knife, and shouted:

"You forced him to death, even if he came back alive and stood in front of you, would you have the face to meet him?!"

Murong Xiu was stunned when he heard the words, as if being splashed by a bucket of ice water, he froze there for a moment, only felt that the bloody hole in his heart was opened a few inches by a pair of iron hooks, and he could hardly breathe .

Yes, Changqing was forced to death by his own hands, the feeling of the bright red blood splashing all over his body, and slowly turning from hot to cold, still makes his heart ache when he thinks about it.Looking back over the decades, was there ever a moment when his elder brother Changqing was not loyal to him?Not protecting him?

But what about Murong Xiu?On the day he ascended the throne, he secretly vowed to protect Changqing in front of civil and military officials, but in the end, the protection he kept talking about turned into sharp swords that hurt Yan Changqing.

After Yan Changqing died, he didn't even dare to look at the tablet in the mausoleum.Now, what face does he have to meet him again and call him brother again?

He was really confused.

Murong Xiu smiled wryly, and heaved a long sigh, as if all the delusions and obsessions in his heart disappeared with this long sigh.

"...Then...please tell him 'sorry' for me... After all, I didn't keep my promise, so I'm sorry for him."

Helian Rongchuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and gave Murong Xiu a cold look:

"Forget it, you're smart." He said with a flick of his wrist, and threw a black jade into Murong Xiu's hand.

The cold and clear black jade was carved into a half-recumbent black tiger.It is the soldier talisman of the Xuanjia Army.

"I want to tell you that Xiang Yu is in charge of the handover of the Xuanjia Army. For the rest, you can figure it out."

He Lian Rongchuan casually left a sentence, and without looking at Murong Xiu, he turned around with his horse's belly in his hands, and walked towards the rolling hillside in the farthest place.

Murong Xiu pressed the soldier talisman tightly to his chest, stared for a long time at a small fuzzy black figure standing still on the hillside, and finally smiled bleakly.

He suddenly understood why it was Helian Rongchuan who came to rescue him.Maybe not only because Yan Changqing didn't want to see him, but also because Yan Changqing wanted him to owe Helian Rongchuan a favor.

As long as he owes Helian Rongchuan a kindness all his life, he will not be able to hurt Helian Rongchuan for the rest of his life.

Brother, you still don't want to believe me after all.

Murong Xiu smiled bitterly, turned around silently, staring at the bloody battlefield under his feet, and the countless people behind him.

He knows what he owes and what he should use to pay it back.

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The sound of the horse's hooves leaving the battlefield became more crisp and melodious.Riding the wind and accompanied by the snow, the horse ran for a while in the night, and finally stopped at a snowy low slope.

The melting silver-white moonlight illuminates the two snow-covered pines on the slope.The sparkling little snowflakes were flying lightly, one person and one horse, standing quietly under the tree.

"It's done!"

Helian Rongchuan jumped off the horse, and walked briskly towards the man, while walking, he whispered:

"You really don't plan to visit that little emperor again? Tsk tsk tsk, he's crying so hard."

Under the moonlight, the man had black hair like satin and clear eyes. Although he didn't say a word, there was a slight smile on the corners of his graceful lips.

"Don't regret it, if you want to see him again in the future, I won't do it."

He Lian Rongchuan raised his eyebrows, his tone was three parts threatening and three parts joking, very flattering.

Yan Changqing finally shook his head helplessly, and stretched out his hand:

"Let's go."

Helian Rongchuan and Yan Changqing looked at each other with a smile, held his hand tightly, and kissed him hard on the cheek:

"go!"

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"Yan History": In the sixth year of Qingzhao, Pang Zheng, the grand master of the dynasty, secretly communicated with Beirong, and led 39 rebels to besiege the capital Sheng'an for [-] days.Fortunately, General Yan Changqing of Yunhui led [-] Xuanjia troops and [-] Yingzhou Fu troops to rescue them in front of the battle, beheaded [-] enemies and captured tens of thousands.

After the Qingzhao Rebellion, Emperor Xianzong learned from the pain and wrote ten thousand words of his own imperial edict to make it known to the world.Later, the reign name was changed to Yongqing.Emperor Xianzong made great efforts to govern, never stopping at night, solidifying the frontier outside, maintaining harmony and avoiding war, lightening corvee and tax internally, and resting with the people.During the 43 years of Emperor Xianzong's reign, the world was prosperous, there were no policemen barking dogs in the city and fields, and there were no battles between Li and Shu.

So it is called: the rule of Yongqing.

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Thanks to the three descendants of the little angels of mines!

[There are no dogs barking in the city and the wild, and Li and Shu have no battles. This sentence is adapted from the original text of Zhaojun’s departure from the fortress in the history books (forgive me for not being able to compose classical Chinese). There has been no war for decades, and the world is peaceful. guardian]

I finished writing here, more than 30 words, from July last year to the end of January this year, it was really a tear~

(Of course, there will also be a sweet special episode given away in the near future!)

Thanks to all the little angels who have followed this chapter, it is your encouragement that keeps me going, I really love you!

I hope everyone will comment a lot. In addition, I will write about modern Tanmei in the next article, Sand Sculpture Ancient Wearing Today's Sweet Cake "Heavenly Master, This Is Not a Monster", please accept it in advance! (Don't laugh at the title of my book, hum)