[Comprehensive] On how to reject male gods

Counselors usually take the world as their situation and assist the Ming Lord to overcome obstacles and conquer the world. Zhang Liang did this.The purpose of avenging Han to strengthen Qin and enforcing ten thousand households and ranking among princes has been achieved, so he has lived up to this life.

National hatred and family hatred are the knots that Zhang Liang has cared about all his life, and it is the painful regret that he cannot confide in others.And in this life, Zhang Liang is destined to have another regret.

Compared with the blood feud she bears, a little love for her children is nothing. Situ Mingyue has always been convinced of this, and she is also constantly verifying it like masochistic.

Wei Zhuang stared at her side face, seeing her clear eyes with a touch of sadness and inexplicable relief.He was a little puzzled: "Do you know that he came to say goodbye to you?"

Mingyue smiled lightly: "I'm guessing, a man always has great ambitions, if his ambition is really hard to repay, wouldn't it be a pity for his amazing talent?"

Wei Zhuang snorted coldly: "How can one person control how this world is? He is just an ordinary person. Without your ability, how can he turn his hands into clouds and turn his hands into rain?"

Mingyue shook her head and smiled: "Then you underestimate him, but what you underestimate even more is the way of heaven that influences the fate of the people in the world."

She looked up at the red sun sinking in the sky, the setting sun was like blood, and under the peach blossom forest, the sun was broken by the dense branches, making the peach blossoms blown down by the wind red in pieces.

"You and I are just pawns in Tiandao's hands. Follow the trajectory of fate to complete this life. Whether it is passive or active, everything unpredictable will happen naturally. This is fate."

"It's the same for him, but this is what he pursues desperately, and he won't have any regrets even in the future."

Wei Zhuang looked at her with a complicated expression, and heard the slight sadness in her tone: "You are not him, how do you know that he will not regret it?"

Mingyue closed her eyes gently, feeling the breeze blowing over her cheeks, carrying a faint fragrance, "Because some things are worth doing even if you sacrifice everything, even if you may regret it in the future, but more Most would be luck, luck that at that time I had the right to choose, the courage to give up, the bargaining chip to sacrifice and exchange..."

Under the reflection of the setting sun, the woman's jade-like face was radiant with blood, "What's more, I've always been just a passerby here."

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Ying Zheng stared at the portrait, and smiled under the cherry blossom tree. When he looked back, she was so beautiful. This is what he pursued, and it was once held in his hands, but he has lost it now.

A fresh breeze blew through the magnificent palace, and the strange atmosphere instantly made Yingzheng feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He drew out the sword from his waist and stood ready for battle.

A cold female voice came: "Are you afraid?"

The voice was full of boundless indifference, but there was a bit of banter, which made Ying Zheng feel offended. His imperial majesty did not allow anyone to dare to speak to him like this, so his eyes were full of murderous intent: "Who are you?" ? Come out immediately!"

The commanding tone made the woman shake her head helplessly. She waved her sleeves. Ying Zheng followed the trend and saw a woman in blue standing beside the golden lamp and candlelight looking at him.

Ying Zheng concealed his vigilance, and said calmly, "Where are you?"

Being able to come and go freely in the heavily guarded Qin Palace is not something ordinary people can have.

The woman smiled softly: "Really, but I'm not an expert, I'm just a mediocre member of this world of mortals. How can I compare with His Majesty Qin Huang who will be famous forever?"

A cold light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and while he was thinking about the solution, he was mediating with her.

"I am the lord of the world, so I want to sit on the world, how can it be enough for all ages!" Ying Zheng's words made people shocked by the hard-to-neglect domineering.

Hearing this, the woman on the opposite side suddenly walked towards him slowly, within an arm's length of him.Only then did Ying Zheng see her appearance clearly, his pupils constricted: "It's you!"

Ming Yue smiled slightly: "It's me." She ignored Ying Zheng's hostility and probing, and turned her eyes to the stunning picture of a beautiful woman: "The beautiful woman has passed away, is Your Majesty nostalgic or regretful?"

Ying Zheng paused for a moment, and his mood calmed slightly: "It's just a woman, I own the world, and there are countless beauties in the harem, so there is no reason to regret it!"

Mingyue smiled again: "That's because her husband wanted to kill you, or you wanted to kill her child. She didn't have any affection for you from the beginning to the end, so you don't want to admit it?"

Anger rose in Ying Zheng's eyes, "Presumptuous! How dare you talk to me like that."

To be honest, although Yingzheng's dragon spirit has weakened somewhat, the rules of this world have suppressed Mingyue because of it. At this time, she doesn't feel very good, but Mingyue still pretends to be relaxed. She wants to learn from Yingzheng. get an answer.

"You are indeed very powerful and have created unprecedented achievements. The world is in your hands, but people's hearts have never been under your control. Otherwise, you would not be where you are today."

Ying Zheng laughed back angrily: "Those who dare to oppose me will have no good end, you can ask them, who dare not obey the widow's orders!"

Ming Yue shook her head helplessly: "You have so much power, but like everything else, it is not something you were born with, and you can take it with you after death."

Ying Zheng looked at her: "I own this world, and will always have it, as long as I can live forever."

Mingyue couldn't help laughing: "Immortal? If the Yin Yang family can really achieve this, why use the luck of the empire? Besides, no one in this world can live forever. This is a rule that no one can escape."

Just as Ying Zheng was about to say something, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall, Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and the pressure instantly came over Ming Yue, "Since you know it well, there should be a solution, as long as you can make me immortal , I can give you whatever you want!"

Mingyue asked without answering, "I want to ask Your Majesty, what do you think is the most important thing in this world? I want to hear the truth."

Ying Zheng slowly calmed down under the gaze of her shining starry eyes: "I think what I have lost and what I have not got are the most important."

Ming Yue's heart skipped a beat: "Then what have you got?"

The candles in the hall flickered suddenly, and his hoarse and low voice with imperceptible tremors: "I will not pay too much attention to it because I am afraid of losing it."

Ming Yue suddenly sighed softly, "I see, I heard His Majesty's answer, so I should give His Majesty an answer.

Power is like quicksand in the palm of your hand, the tighter you hold it, the faster it will be lost, and the harder you guard it, the easier it will be lost.

Your Majesty, please do it yourself. "

With a loud bang, the door of the palace was knocked open from the outside, and soldiers with sharp knives rushed in. Ying Zheng looked back and saw that the hall was already empty.

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"It's from the Yin Yang family, that's a mirage! What did you bring us here for?" Tianming asked puzzled.

Mingyue touched his little head, and looked at Yue'er who was standing beside her: "The Yin-Yang family hopes to use you to steal power that doesn't belong to them, but they will soon be trapped in their own cocoon."

Tianming clapped his hands and applauded: "Those cruel and ruthless villains should also let them suffer!"

Mingyue saw that there was only disgust in his eyes, but no hatred at all, so she couldn't help but smile knowingly: "They made you suffer so much, and almost killed you, you don't hate them at all?"

Tianming shook his head: "Of course I hate them." He answered it as a matter of course, but the ignorance and joy in his eyes cannot be deceived.

Mingyue shook her head and smiled: "So that's it. You are a lucky person. No matter what dangers you are in, you always have a positive attitude. I didn't expect you to be an optimist."

Tianming wondered: "What does that mean?"

Mingyue and Yue'er looked at each other, they both smiled: "I mean you are very smart."

Being praised, Tianming scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and smiled: "I'm not too good, but I'm the boss of the Mo family, and I led the Mo family to defeat many bad guys."

Just as he was talking, a bird with bright fur suddenly flew over. Tianming was instantly attracted to the attention, stopped his self-satisfied self-praise, and slowly approached the bird.

Mingyue's gaze turned to the sacred hibiscus tree on the island. The tree only had a dry brown trunk, and the original dense golden leaves covered the ground, and it looked golden from a distance.

But Mingyue saw the black devilish energy faintly rising from under the big tree, she said to Yue'er: "Can you see it?"

Yue'er looked up and saw the softness in her eyes, she nodded involuntarily: "That's a very bad breath."

Mingyue raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes were inexplicable: "Maybe, but it has already settled here, whether it is good or bad, it has nothing to do with us."

Yue'er was a little strange: "Don't we need to think of a way?"

Mingyue's cold voice came immediately: "This is their own choice. Greed and desire will only make people degenerate. They have planted the cause themselves, and they will reap the corresponding fruit. In the future after a thousand years, they will To verify all this for us, we will also let them deeply understand that some things are already predestined. Even if they want to have it again and use any means, they will never succeed. And they who have been burdened with the cause are also destined to taste it. The bitter fruit I reaped!"

"Yue'er! The little bird I caught, I give it to you."

The boy carefully held the fragile creature in his palm, and the girl stretched out both hands to take it. The bird with rainbow-colored feathers suddenly uttered a crisp cry, and then flapped its wings and flew high.

Accompanied by the girl's joyful laughter, her thank you made the boy's cheeks flush with embarrassment, but his eyes looked at the girl in front of him firmly and fieryly.

In a trance, I seem to hear the sound of flowers blooming...