The seventh year of the Wind Emperor, October 10th.
Rong Yu has been staying in Wenhou Mansion for almost half a year. Her parents treat her and I do the same. We have been sleeping together, and our feelings for each other have been rising. However, in the past few days, I have been sleeping in a daze, and I always feel like he is watching.
I, is he sleepwalking?
The seventh year of the Wind Emperor, December 12th.
Today is my birthday. Rong Yu was standing in the white snow wearing a white brocade robe. His beautiful face seemed to be the only scenery in the white snow for a moment. He was so beautiful that I couldn't take my eyes away. His snow-white skin looked so real.
She is very beautiful. I think if Rong Yu's wife died, she would definitely be ashamed to death, because every morning when she wakes up and sees a man a hundred times more beautiful than herself, how can she not be ashamed to death?
In the eighth year of the Wind Emperor, March 7th.
Today, we went to the peach blossom forest, where the peach blossoms were flying and the light rain was falling. In that beautiful scenery, Rong Yu smiled at me for the first time. At that time, I really didn’t know what to do? After the peach blossoms were flying,
In the middle, the boy in white has warm eyes, a smile on his lips, and his beautiful face is set against the peach blossoms. It reminds me of a poem: The human face and the peach blossoms are red against each other, but I feel a little sad when I think of the following poem. I don’t know where the human face is, and the peach blossoms are
Still smiling at the spring breeze.
In the eighth year of the Wind Emperor, it is September 1st.
Half a year after returning from Peach Blossom Forest, we started practicing martial arts. At that time, I really felt that he was a genius. He was very quick in both civil and martial arts. When I was against him, he didn't know how to cherish his jade. I am a girl after all.
.But at night, we slept together again and talked until the sky was dark.
It is December 5th, the eighth year of the Wind Emperor.
In the plum garden, he suddenly threw me down on the white snow. When her hand was attached to my face, I was stunned. He was really gentle. Feng Qiuhuang fell from his cherry blossom-like lips.
He slowly said it out of his lips, his voice was elegant and pleasant, but didn't he mean to express his love to me? However, there is a long age difference between us! When Rong Yu kissed me, I felt a strange feeling
It hit me. When he asked me if I liked him? I was silent. But seeing his disappointed expression, I couldn't help but hold his hand and said a promise casually. That promise sealed the relationship between us.
Marriage.
In the tenth year of the Wind Emperor, April 7th.
He became the top civil and military scholar in the Northern Zhou Dynasty and had his own mansion. However, he still came to sleep with me every night. Rong Yu's arms were still very small, not enough to support a world, but I knew he would definitely do so in the future.
Create a world that belongs to him, because he was born to be so magnificent.
In the fifteenth year of Emperor Feng, March 1st.
I have been with him since the very beginning when he led the army. From his loss during the first war to when he was revered as the God of War, over the years, I found that I already knew a lot about him.
It’s not the heartache and sympathy I once felt. Now he is shining brighter and more admirable. So many people admire him and respect him. Looking at him, I suddenly feel that Rong Yu is no longer the mother who died in despair.
Rong Yu is a boy. Today, Rong Yu is already a person who can be relied on for life. Love, this word is really the most complicated word in the world. Looking at Rong Yu these years, my heart has been confused.
I thought my feelings for him were too complicated, but now it's clear, I love Rong Yu.
It is April 20th, the sixteenth year of Emperor Feng.
Rong Yu was poisoned by Zhuang Sheng's dream and was in critical danger. I suddenly became extremely frightened. I have been a human being for two lifetimes, but only this one has love. What should I do if Rong Yu dies?
The two of them closed their diaries almost at the same time, looking forward in perfect agreement. After about two moments, Rong Yu turned around, staring at Zhuge Mingkong's beautiful profile, and raised the corners of his lips gently: "It turns out
, you didn’t know how to love me until you were ten years old!”
"Do you think everyone is as precocious as you?" Zhuge Mingkong turned his head and looked at Rong Yu with a smile.
"Mingkong, although I understand the meaning of your words, sometimes it's better to pay attention. After all, you are now Zhuge Mingkong, not Tingyu or Bai Qianyu." Rong Yu looked at her tenderly, and said warmly
Sound reminder.
Zhuge Mingkong knew that Rong Yu was doing it for her own good. After all, if she was too different, it would not be a good thing.
Slowly putting the diary in his hand back into the purple wood carved box, Zhuge Mingkong glanced at Rong Yu, stretched out his hand to him and said, "Give it to me!"
Rong Yu handed the diary in her hand to Zhuge Mingkong. She put the two diaries in a box, and then locked the two diaries together with the lock hanging on it.
Holding the purple wooden box, Zhuge Mingkong looked at it in the room for a long time, and then placed the box on the beam. When it fell to the ground, Rong Yu walked over to her. She looked at him with a smile, and for a moment she felt,
Maybe it was destined that she felt so sorry for Rong Yu back then.
I came to this world, met Rong Yu, and stayed with each other for nearly ten years.
God was really kind to her. In this world, she finally found her destination and love.
He reached out and hugged Rong Yu's waist, and Zhuge Mingkong rested his head on his chest. Rong Yu hugged her waist and took her completely into his arms. From the beginning, he could not hug her completely.
, until now, she has been completely integrated into his arms.
It seemed like it had been going on for too long.
When the two people were chatting with each other, the door was suddenly pushed open, and two figures, one white and one blue, walked in.
Zhuge Mingkong raised his face, and his eyes caught two people he hadn't seen for a long time.
Feng Feitian, dressed in white, is still so magnificent and handsome, with elegant and enchanting facial features. Even in the dark night, she is as bright and bright as tomorrow.
As for Yuehua, her blue clothes are elegant and unparalleled, her face is peerless and hard to find, her smile is elegant and cool, and she has a cold and beautiful look as if light shines on the ice and snow.
When Feng Feitian saw Zhuge Mingkong and Rong Yu hugging each other, he immediately said jokingly: "Hey, Yue'er, we came in at the wrong time. Why did we choose to come back at such a time?"
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"Feng Feitian, you are the prince, can't you be a little more solemn?" Zhuge Mingkong came out of Rong Yu's arms, looked at the man with peerless wind and power, and smiled.
"That's for outsiders, it must be serious. If you're serious for your own people, it's just pretending." Feng Feitian smiled brightly, then he hugged Yuehua, caressed her flat belly, and looked at Rong Feitian provocatively.
Yudao: "Look, I have a son."
Zhuge Mingkong was stunned for a moment. She stepped forward and looked at Yuehua's belly that had not yet bulged. Then she looked at Yuehua and asked, "You have it?"
"Yes!" Yuehua nodded gently, a touch of tenderness flashed across Leng Li's face, her hand gently attached to her lower abdomen, and then she said lightly: "It's been three months."
"I'm sorry, I don't know, otherwise I wouldn't let you come now." Zhuge Mingkong said apologetically. After remembering everything, she realized that she and Yuehua had known each other for seven years, and there was a connection between the two.
Unspeakable feelings.
Yuehua just smiled faintly, then put down his hand, looked at Zhuge Mingkong quietly and said, "It's okay, it's only been three months. I'm keeping this child with spiritual energy, so you don't have to worry."
"When we first met, you were only eight years old. Now, you have children." Zhuge Mingkong sighed softly. Seven years have passed, and time has really flown by.
At this time, Rong Yu put his arms around her waist, and a profound smile appeared on his beautiful face: "Mingkong, do you want it too? I can give you a child at any time."
Upon hearing this, before Zhuge Mingkong could speak, Feng Feitian shouted first.
"Rong Yu, my son is only three months old. Don't instill bad ideas into him."
As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Mingkong, Rong Yu, and Yuehua all looked at Feng Feitian, asking at the same time, "What about you?"
Feng Feitian looked at the eyes of these three people and smiled calmly. Then he looked at Rong Yu and said proudly: "When my son comes out, I will hold him and hang around in front of you every day. I will envy you to death.
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"Don't worry, I'm not very interested in other people's sons." Rong Yu replied to him lightly, and then he looked at Yuehua gently and said warmly: "You must be tired after rushing all the way back, so go and rest first!"
"No need, Fu Sheng Yuan belongs to Ming Kong. I'd better return it to her as soon as possible so that I can feel at ease." Yuehua looked at Zhuge Mingkong, then took out a purple jade token from her arms and handed it to Zhuge.
Mingkong: "This is the Order of Fusheng, please keep it."
Zhuge Mingkong looked at the purple jade token quietly, and then looked at Yuehua. After a moment of silence, he took back the Fusheng Token from her hand. This token was carved for her by Rong Yu himself.
The word "Fu Sheng" seems to shine brighter now than it did a few years ago.
"Mingkong, I have asked the four guardians of Fu Sheng Lun to stay outside the door. You should meet them." Yuehua spoke again, looking straight at Zhuge Mingkong, waiting for her decision.
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Zhuge Mingkong was stunned for a moment, remembering his subordinates whom he had not seen for four years. After a moment of silence, he nodded: "Okay!"
"Fenglan, Bei Mingchen, Feng Qitong, Yeyu Lanfeng, you all come in!"
After Yuehua's voice fell, three men and one woman walked in from outside. All four of them were dressed in blue, the handsome and cold Fenglan, the smiling Bei Mingchen, the enchanting and cold Feng Qitong, and the gentle
Boya's night rain and blue maple.
The appearance of these four people is not much different from what they remember, but they have matured a lot. In four years, some things have really changed a lot.
The four of them stood in front of Zhuge Mingkong, with doubts in their eyes. Then they looked at Yuehua at the same time and asked: "Master Yue, is our master the Zhuge Mingkong of this dandy world?"
This is not a joke!
Looking at the four people who were confused, Zhuge Mingkong couldn't help but smile and said: "Fenglan, you are the legitimate son of the Feng family, the four great families in Zichen. Beimingchen, you are the son of General Beiming of the Later Qin Dynasty, Feng Qitong.
, you are the daughter of the Feng family, one of the five great aristocratic families in Dayan.
My son, Ye Yu Lan Feng, you are a member of the Ye family of the Zongzheng clan. One of you was picked up from the flood, the other was picked out from a group of beggars, one was bought from my red building, and the other was mine.
After one kick, you will follow me to death."
"Fuck!" The four of them cursed at the same time.
Then the four of them knelt down together, saluted respectfully, and said, "Master."