A promise to conquer the world

As night falls, the sky becomes dark and gradually fills the sky. Countless stars poke out through the night, and the moisture of the night soaks in the air, spreading out a sentimental atmosphere.Looking up at the sky, the starry sky of Qiumo is extraordinarily clear, and the distant stars are shining like fine tears...the sky is full of stars.Huang Taiji looked up at the starry sky, his heart was full of longing, he had only been away for two months, and he didn't want to miss him deeply.

He was fascinated, as if Hai Lanzhu's face appeared in the starry sky.Unknowingly, the eyes are full of tenderness.He took out the dragon-shaped jade pendant in his bosom, and he took it off and put it in his bosom because he was afraid of losing it on the battlefield.

"Lan'er..." He closed his eyes and muttered, his mind was full of images from the past.Smiling Lan'er, frowning Lan'er, mischievous Lan'er, the relationship between children has grown to this point, full of love.

Slowly, he changed his life.Many of the previous lives have not happened until now, and everything seems to be developing according to his expectations.He just hoped that nothing unexpected would happen.

"Lan'er, I will have a decisive battle with Yuan Chonghuan tomorrow. Do you think I will win?" He is an emperor, he is a general, and he cannot show the slightest lack of confidence or hesitation in front of others.However, facing his wife, he is willing to let go of all his identities, all his reservations, and express his heart.Facing the most formidable opponent, Huang Taiji is a profuse sweat and even a mortal, so how could he not have the slightest worry?

The jade pendant reflected the luminous light, so it was quite bright, he looked at it.Laughed.

"Lan'er, I will win." His eyes were firm and his smile was gentle.

"I, Huang Taiji, will always win for you."

Laner, wait for me to return in triumph.

In Guanju Palace at this time, Hai Lanzhu frowned and picked up a pen, writing something on the paper.It's been three months.The lower abdomen began to bulge slightly, and the moonlight shone on her face, adding a bit of tranquility to her already soft face.Wu Ya smiled and said, "It's no wonder that the big man loves the master so much. In terms of temperament and appearance alone, the master is already the best among all the Fujin."

Hai Lanzhu stopped writing, and tapped Wu Ya's head with a smile, "You girl, stop talking nonsense."

Wu Ya smiled, and asked, "Master, it's been so late, what did you write?" After saying that, she went over to take a look, and found it was "A Plum Blossom" by Li Qingzhao.

The red couple's fragrance is remnant, and the jade fungus is autumn, and Luo Chang is lightly untied, and he goes to the Lanzhou alone.Who in the cloud sent brocade books?When the word geese returns, the moon is full on the west tower.

The flowers flow by themselves.One kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.There is no way to eliminate this situation.Only under the brow, but our hearts.

Looking at Hai Lanzhu who was frowning, Wu Ya shook her head, "Master, do you want to sweat profusely?"

Hai Lanzhu was taken aback, and quickly put away the paper.

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't."

"Good master, who are you lying to? Since Da Khan left, count how many days you haven't eaten properly."

"That's a mischievous reaction."

"Hey, master, you...you can fool yourself. You often look at the face in a daze, or you just feel lost in the jade pendant..."

"Okay!" Hai Lanzhu interrupted suddenly. "You've talked a lot lately."

Wu Ya quickly lowered her head, "Master, this servant is talkative, this servant is talkative."

"Go down." Her heart suddenly became chaotic, she needed to be alone and calm down.

"Yes." Wu Ya thought about it, and then said, "Master, go to bed earlier, the sweat is not here, you have to take care of yourself and your child."

After finishing speaking, Wu Ya withdrew.close the door.

Hai Lanzhu spread out the paper and slid her fingertips over the words.What happened to her?Suddenly wrote such a poem.Press the heart, the heart is beating hard.For the first time, it was not the mourning for Zhuo Lin, nor the desire for revenge, but a never-before-seen longing.

Not painful, not bitter, just a sweet and sour taste.

The sourness of not being around that person, the sweetness of recalling the past.

Hai Lanzhu fell weakly on the chair, what's wrong?Am I in love with Huang Taiji?

Looking at the starry sky with eyes full of confusion, Zhuo Lin, I don't know what to do, I seem to be lost.

The stars in the sky are extraordinarily bright.For the first time, Zhuo Lin's image did not appear for her; for the first time, Huang Taiji was drawn for her, as if he was smiling gently at her.

Perhaps, just because you left and gave me space, I understand my heart better.

Huang Taiji, I think I'm starting to miss you.

Although the end of the world, what is constantly separated is their longing for each other.

Come into my lovesickness door, know that I love you,

Long-term lovesickness is long-term lovesickness, short-term lovesickness is endless.