There was too much bitterness, too much suffering, too much helplessness, too many changes... She was sad that she could not control her own destiny, and that her baby had died before he was born.
She was almost dead; she was happy, happy that all the open and dark arrows were no match for the dying wind and the drifting clouds, and she had been tempered over and over again to create an invincible, Vajra body - Son, son, don't blame me for being cruel to your mother, it's really true.
, mosquitoes, flies, rats, and cockroaches are hard to guard against. In fact, there are thousands of spearheads gathered at the child. It is true that no one can cure the child's disease except Han Xiucao...
She wanted to immediately hand over the golden key, the military talisman, and the heavy soldiers of the Thirteen Guards - a voice said, this should belong to Fool, he is the eldest son, he has experienced wind and rain, blood and fire, he has literary skills
Taking off the military crown can bring peace to the country - another voice said, the day when the great emperor is deposed, there will be wind and rain in all directions, and the sea will cross the sea. Countless people will die and even more people will be homeless - another voice asks, life
What does it mean to be happy and meaningful in this world? Do you want to be a queen or a queen mother? Is it the first choice to dominate the world? Among the three emperors, who died at the end of their lives? Instead of working hard and working hard, how can you be a queen?
King Xiaoyao, Duke Anle?
Emotion and emotion are fighting, reason and reason are competing...
At this moment, Han Shaer is enjoying maternal love peacefully, but a turmoil arises in his heart. He turns out to be the legitimate son who was rumored to have died in infancy. So, what did the big shopkeeper of the Fork Road Hotel do, the black-shirted desperadoes pursue him with bloodlust, and Wang Mansheng
The support of the army of guards, the Emei Taoist's eloquent words about saving lives from disaster, the madness of the bullshit sect leader, the mediocre response of Prince Lux... It's all easy to explain, it's all logical, maybe there is a deeper layer,
He didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it... People said that the sixth sense, his own sixth sense, originally thought that it failed on the day of the palace examination, and he had been confused and ashamed for a long time, but there might be God's will in the guild hall.
A fire warning was issued, and he saved the Queen Mother himself, but in the end it was his own mother who was rescued!
In my mind, the voices, looks, and smiles of Wang Chihan and Jiang Cailian appear alternately, sometimes separated, sometimes overlapping, sometimes blurry, sometimes clear...
The crying gradually stopped, and the smile gradually began to appear. After struggling hard, Wang Chihan made a decision. She let go of Han Shaer and seemed to be apologetically saying: "Ben Yue saw me laughing! I think you have encountered so many dangers and suffered so much."
There are so many sins, and I feel sad for things, and I feel lost." Han Shaer sat blankly on the bedside, and fell into the fog for five miles. It was difficult to distinguish north from south. Wang Chihan clasped his hands and said softly: "My father and I are bamboo horses.
I have known you since I met you, and I have hugged you more than once after you were born. You are just like my own child. The last time I heard that you survived a desperate situation, I was not sure that you were all better now." There was a steady calmness in his voice,
Full of joy; eyes full of care and sparkling light...
Friendly acquaintances? Han Chunwang and Wang Chihan, are they still in love with each other? The amount of information is a bit large, and Han Shaer is even more at a loss. "Silly!" Wang Chihan whispered affectionately, "I accept you as my adopted son, and you call me mother.
How are you?" As if a curse had been planted on his soul, Han Shaer knelt down and kowtowed like a puppet, shouting with tears in his eyes: "Mother!"
"Hey -" Wang Chihan responded in a long voice, happily untied the gold chain, took off the purple gold medal, and put it around Han Shaer's neck, "I recognize that my son wants to give a gift, mother, don't you?"
If you have time to prepare, this little plaque belongs to you!" Xiaoying was curious: "What plaque is it?" She held it in her hand and looked at it. There were bells and tripods on it. There were three words on the front: Long Life Card; four words on the back: Li Xing Qin.