Seven hundred and seventieth eight chapters powerless to fight
Recalling Gong Shen's voice and look in her ears, Gong Yueyue suddenly had slightly red eyes and said leisurely: "Stop talking."
Don't turn away, looking at Gong Yueyue's clear tears pouring down, Gong Shen gently raised his hand and hugged her shoulders that were shaking slightly from crying, gently pulled her into his arms, and whispered:
"Sister, although you are already the Queen of South Vietnam, I can feel that you are unhappy. I have known since you were a child that you have always hated political career and favors. Is your current life really what you want?"
Over the years, Gong Yueyue has long buried her innocent dreams. Once, she only wanted to live among the people in Luoyang, and live out her life with a house full of books, pens, and ink and a five-stringed pipa.
However, the ruthless twists and turns of fate repeatedly pushed her into a situation of betrayal.
The unstoppable warm tears wet Gong Shen's clothes, and Gong Yueyue cried: "I never wanted to be a queen, let alone push Zhong Yue to the position of prince, but all this makes me
I am unable to fight, so I accept my fate."
Suddenly, the silent Gong Shen suddenly changed color, his hands suddenly tightened on Gong Yueyue's thin shoulders, and his dark eyes stared at the pear blossoms in front of him with rain, letting his tears fall on the pink face.
Gong Yueyue said firmly: "Sister, how could you become so negative! You used to be so confident, strong, and had a lingering charming brilliance. Why are you so pessimistic now!"
After a pause, Gong Shen unfolded his sleeves and wiped away the tears that kept falling on Gong Yueyue's face, and said word by word: "Sister, you can't accept your fate. You must know that your fate is in your own hands!"
Saying that, Gong Shen slowly held Gong Yueyue's cold hand, and then gently opened her clenched jade-white fingers. Under the clear moonlight, the winding lines in Gong Yueyue's soft white hands were clearly visible, "Sister,
Please live according to your own wishes, and I also want to live happily for myself!"
Staring at the determined brilliance in Gong Shen's eyes, Gong Yueyue solemnly nodded, picked up a piece of pure white silk, gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and said softly: "Brother Shen, in the future you want to be a
what kind of person?"
Facing the bright moonlight in his arms, Gong Shen's expression suddenly became cheerful and solemn, and he said loudly: "I want to be like General Lin, galloping on the battlefield, defeating the enemy in front of the formation, and surrounding the border!"
Staring at the pale white pear blossoms in the garden, Gong Yueyue couldn't help but smile indifferently and said calmly: "Which General Lin can make my brother Xu admire him so much? He must be a hero."
Hearing Gong Yueyue's words, Gong Shen suddenly looked back excitedly and stared at her with a faint smile, and said loudly: "He is Lin Wei, the son of General Lin Xi of the Northern Qin Dynasty!"
A cool breeze blew through the dark night, and the fine petals of pear blossoms fell in the wind. Gong Yueyue's clear eyes suddenly became blurred, and her jade-white pointed fingers immediately touched the brown ocarina on her chest.
He murmured: "Lin Wei."
Gong Shen on the other end didn't notice the difference in his sister's expression. He was still immersed in excitement and said loudly: "Yes, that's General Lin Wei. He has been stationed at the border of the desert, fought many times with the Turks, and won countless military exploits.
.Now the Turkic army will be frightened whenever they hear his name!"
In an instant, Gong Shen's excited voice was covered by the gurgling stream of time, "The person I admire is Lin Wei, the son of General Huben Lin Xi!"
Princess Yangzhai smiled coquettishly and her face turned red with embarrassment. The corners of her beautiful eyes and eyebrows revealed the shyness of her little daughter that could not be hidden. In the slight flying dust, Gong Yueyue seemed to see the handsome young man walking steadily towards her again.
The sour taste accumulated on the tip of my nose. If, if I had been stronger back then, instead of passively withdrawing from the world, perhaps, today, it would be another woman standing in this garden admiring the moon...
"Yueyue!" Suddenly, Zhao Changyuan's joyful voice sounded in Gong Shen's ears, but Gong Yueyue, who should have responded, was still immersed in the tide of memories of the past and could not extricate himself.
"Brother-in-law! I'm talking to my sister!" Seeing Zhao Changyuan approaching slowly, Gong Shen said loudly with a smile.
Looking at Gong Yueyue carefully, Zhao Changyuan's fair and handsome face couldn't help but have a look of wonder. Don't turn his eyes away, Zhao Changyuan Heyue said to Gong Shen: "Seeing that you were chatting very happily just now, what made my brother Shen so excited that he was dancing
ah?"
Facing Zhao Changyuan's kind and teasing gaze, Gong Shen felt a little embarrassed, and then burst into laughter and said loudly: "Sister Cai asked me just now what my ambition is, and I said I want to make contributions like General Lin Wei!"
As soon as Gong Shen said these words, Zhao Changyuan's originally bright mood suddenly fell silent, his face turned gloomy, and with a faint smile, he whispered: "Lin Wei."
Thinking that Zhao Changyuan must have come here to find Gong Yueyue, Gong Shen smiled brightly and said loudly: "The night is getting dark. I'll go back to sleep. My sister and brother-in-law should have a rest earlier." After saying this, Gong Shen turned around and quickly
He strode towards the side hall.
Gong Yueyue Yanyan's clear eyes softly retracted from the pale white pear branches, and softly and clearly touched Zhao Changyuan's frozen face.
With a faint smile, Gong Yueyue's clear face had a unique elegance under the moonlight, and she walked slowly in front of Zhao Changyuan.
Jade-white slender fingers slowly wrapped around his waist, Gong Yueyue's thin red lips lightly pecked Zhao Changyuan's fair chin, and said in a low voice: "You are too worried."
Feeling the even and quiet warm breath of Gong Yueyue lying on his chest, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help but sigh softly, his arms quickly hugged her tightly, and his chin pressed against Gong Yueyue's green black hair.
After a long time, Zhao Changyuan said softly: "In your heart, which one is more important, me or him?"
Caressing Zhao Changyuan's solid chest, Gong Yueyue quietly listened to the sound of his heart beating violently due to Lin Wei's incident. A soft smile quietly spread across her white cheeks, and she said quietly: "
You are my husband and my heaven; I am your wife and the mother of your son. Of course you are the most important to me now."
Zhao Changyuan's warm palm caressed Gong Yueyue's slightly cool white cheek, his eyes greedily stared at her snow-white skin even though she was a mother, and his fingers caressed her thin red lips.
After a moment, Zhao Changyuan hugged her tightly into his arms again. His dark eyes stared at the bright full moon in the ink sky, and he sniffed the fragrance of pear flowers that filled the air. There was always a feeling in his heart.
A place is shrouded in shadow, and even such a quiet and warm night cannot heal it.
After pondering for a long time, Zhao Changyuan's deep voice sounded in Gong Yueyue's ears, "Yueyue, South Vietnam and Northern Qin cannot avoid war after all."
Gong Yueyue's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the naughty breeze that happened to pass by carried Zhao Changyuan's words into the night sky, and a cold and ghostly chill immediately spread into Gong Yueyue's blood. (To be continued)