King's glory: dear Angela

"He took Tiancheng and carried all of us behind his back. Back then, you were still in a coma..."

As if enlightened, Angela's eyes magnified infinitely, and finally turned into whirlpools in the night, as if a big hole had been dug out suddenly in her heart.

"In exchange, what kind of king really hates Li Bai?"

Bian Que raised his head, recalling dully.

"Afurong, you know, an addictive drug..."

"He probably doesn't want you to see people who are neither human nor ghost. He is so proud..."

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but Bian Que seemed to be talking to himself, as if he didn't know where to start. A few simple sentences were followed by a long silence.As soon as Angela was rescued, Li Bai killed that Norman.He is also a man, so it is not difficult to understand that Li Bai will not live for his antidote, probably because of dignity and hatred.

Of course, Bian Que did not say these words.

Bian Que didn't expect to see Angela crying sadly. The girl sitting beside her gently gathered her legs and put her chin on her knees.

With her head buried very low, Bian Que couldn't see the emotion in her eyes.

"If you're really sad..."

Bian Que wanted to reach out and pat her on the shoulder, but he didn't know what to do and withdrew his hand.

"You...you can cry, Angela."

Bian Que frowned, he was good at stacking poison and medicine, but he didn't know how to comfort the girl.

He also tried to mention Angela and his past in front of Li Bai, but Li Bai's reaction was as if he was listening to someone else's story, but now he seems to be more interested in a woman from the Western Regions in his house.

None of these Bian Ques dared to tell Angela.

Just sitting quietly with her, at the end of the corridor, Zhao Yun watched from a distance in the night wind, feeling a little pain in his heart.

After a long time, when Bian Que was about to sit on the armchair like a statue, Angela slowly raised her head.

"Can you tell me a little bit about his life?"

Angela spoke softly, with blurred lights reflected in her eyes.

"He... still likes to drink, compose poetry and practice swords."

"Emperor Wu admired his talent very much"

"That Wu Zetian, you saw it on the small island in the canyon before."

"I don't know why he didn't follow the text, but recommended himself as a general of the auxiliary country."

"In today's peaceful and prosperous age, he is just leading troops to train every day, and occasionally discusses swordsmanship with Orientals..."

Bian Que began to talk about Li Bai's experience.

"Is he married?"

Angela interrupted him, staring straight at the man in front of him, Bian Que froze suddenly, his eyes flickering in evasion.

"No."

Bian Que has been hesitating whether to mention the woman who used to take care of Li Bai day and night. He knew Angela also knew him, but in the end he didn't speak again.

"Take me to Chang'an."

Unexpected and expected, Bian Que nodded with a smile.

"If you promise to live a happy life no matter what, I can promise to take you there."

Angela looked at Bian Que, a man as gentle as an older brother.

"I promise."

Angela was delighted.

Angela is bitter.

Angela has many emotions, each of which turns into a glass of strong wine.After everyone dispersed, there was a very drunk Angela in the huge hall.

He and the heroes in the canyon were not willing to leave, and stayed with her to get drunk and relieve all worries.It turned out that everyone knew the truth, and everyone kept it from her, but now everyone is with her.

Sour tears poured out one after another, and Angela laughed while holding her wine glass high.

Li Mu'an was in the corner of the hall, looking at the tears on Angela's face, his small body stood still, his hands stubbornly pinching the corners of his clothes until the slightest red marks appeared from the pain.

Xiao Qiao secretly ran over to pick him up and sent him to Zhou Keai's room.

"Zhao Zilong, I'll fuck you... hiccup~"

Han Xin held the wine jar and wandered in the hall, as if I was fucking drunk.

"Zilong, Han Xin needs someone to accompany Ang tonight."

"Han Xin, I can accompany Zilong if he is not free~"

"Brother Zilong, even though the world is far apart, Xiaochan still... wishes you and Tiaotiao happiness."

Everyone began to tease unceremoniously, and the elegant Zhou Yu spurted out a sip of wine, his eyelids were full of smiles.

Zhao Yun: ……………

"So we can safely gossip boldly?"

Bian Que nodded to Daji Li Yuanfang.

"Angela, go to Chang'an to celebrate Li Bai!!!"

"Yeah, fuck him."

"Come on, Angela."

"Master Di, what do you mean by crying? Is it miserable?"

"Brother Di, teach your subordinates tonight."

Leaning on Zhang Liang, Liu Bang raised his eyebrows again and again.

Di Renjie: ……………

The men and women in the hall were playing and laughing, and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious and warm, as if...they had never left the Canyon of Kings, never separated.

"Everyone present...everyone!!!"

Han Xin suddenly stood up again, already on the edge of the fragment.

"All... people present, whoever has a master, raise your hand for... Lao Tzu."

………………

Zhou Yu and Xiao Qiao were the first to raise their hands to start the love mode.

Lu Bu Diaochan: Hands up

Daji Marco Polo: Hands up

Sun Wukong Luna: Raise your hand

Liu Bang and Zhang Liang: Hands up

Angela: hands up

Gao Jianli and Jing Ke: Hands up

Luban No.[-]: Hands up

"Little mentally handicapped, where is your girlfriend?"

When Sun Wukong mentioned Lu Ban, he wanted to tease him, but Lu Ban No. [-] suddenly put his hand down in a daze. "Sun Bin is gone," he whispered, hardly heard.

"Gone? Really gone?"

Han Xin was leaning on the chair, playing with the wine jar in his arms, Zhao Yun glanced at his profile with a look of disgust.

"Dishonest... I wish you a lonely life, hahahaha."

………………

Di Renjie: He put his forehead on his black face and raised his hand.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha……"

Li Yuanfang: Master Di raised his hand, I will raise one too

In the end, Han Xin's eyes fell on Zhao Yun's face, and the fine wine spilled down the corner of his mouth onto his chest, which wet the skirt of his clothes, and Han Xin tugged at the collar in annoyance.

Zhao Yun didn't dodge either, and stared at Han Xin nakedly.

For a moment, everyone in the hall felt a crackling electric current flash past.

Under the staring stares of both men and women, finally Zhao Yun couldn't resist looking away and glanced at Angela.

There was an ambiguous smile in Angela's eyes, full of playfulness.

Zhao Yun exploded.

Han Xin, I am straight, I only have Angela in my heart.

Zhao Yun rubbed his forehead, sat down helplessly and poured himself wine.

Angela still wanted to go to Chang'an after all, Zhao Yun said one after another, from the very beginning he had no selfishness, neither later nor now, right?

All these years, she just took care of Angela for Li Bai.

But why, my heart hurts so much.

In the quiet bedroom, light yellow lights pour down warmly.

With pink floor-to-ceiling curtains, pink beds and puppets, even the murals on the wall are pink, this is Zhou's lovely room.

Loud voices could be heard faintly from the hall, but the room was very quiet at the moment.

Li Mu'an stood stubbornly at the door, not moving.

He didn't know why he was sent here suddenly, he only remembered the tears on Angela's face just now.

Four years old, for ordinary children, the memories and perceptions at that time were blurred, but Li Muan clearly remembered that night, his little heart felt as if it was being kneaded by hands, and he was not in a good mood at all.

Zhou Keai sat on the small bench, wringing her little hands in a daze, looking up at him from time to time.

"you you……"

After a long time, Li Mu'an's silence was interrupted by a soft voice, Zhou Keai stood up slowly from the small bench, tugged at the little pink skirt, seemed to be unable to bear the atmosphere that there was one more person in the room, but they didn't speak.

Li Muan raised his eyes, and in front of him was the... little dwarf before the dinner party.But he didn't talk to her, he just watched her there... You... You... You haven't said a word for a long time.

In the end, Zhou Keai walked slowly to the bed, picked up a teddy bear that was about the same size as herself, and staggered towards him.

"Here... you... play."

The sound of milk is milky and soft.

Because the doll was too tall, the little dwarf tilted his head with some difficulty, and looked at Li Mu'an with a smile.

The moonlight outside the window penetrated the dark clouds, sometimes hazy, sometimes bright, and the noise in the hall gradually subsided.

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