Ning Xiu is not here, there is something going on at Shangdao, so I will take someone to deal with it.
Mingwei and the others were all tired, so they had nothing to do, so they tidied up and went to rest.
"A-Xuan left with you while you were away. Mr. Ning has to go out for business from time to time. So, this city is entirely managed by A-Wan?"
Yang Shu changed into homely clothes and stretched out comfortably: "Yes! This girl, if you don't give her something to do, she just likes to think about things. It's better to keep her busy."
Mingwei sneered: "Excuse me! It's obviously because you are lazy."
Yang Shu smiled and did not deny it.
He sat next to her and leaned over to look at the few things she put on the table.
He had seen the amulet, the iron piece, and the ring. These three were the identity talismans of those stars. What was the extra horseshoe?
"I met another Xingxu in Hu Di. This is his identity card." Mingwei nodded, "Bi Yuewu."
"Hu Di actually has a constellation?"
"Well, his name is Sheng Qi. He disguises himself as a slave and stays with Master Shangzhi of the Qihu tribe to help him with advice. If I hadn't gone, he would definitely have helped the Qihu tribe unify the grasslands."
Yang Shu frowned: "But you said that Su Tu unified the eight parts of history in the original history."
"Yes, because of that Princess Yongqing."
Yang Shu had already listened to her briefly talking about Princess Yongqing, and commented: "Speaking of it, she is quite pitiful. Back then, Yan Yan was in a state of turmoil. In order to deal with the rebellion, the last emperor married Princess Yongqing into Hu Di.
Seeking stability. As a result, Qian Yan fell in a few years. She was just a princess, wandering around, being robbed by barbarians, and remarried many times. Alas!"
Mingwei was very cold: "She is pitiful, but she is not the only one who is pitiful. If she had the ability, she would take revenge on the Hu people! But what did she do? Unite the Hu tribe, send troops south, and destroy the entire Central Plains.
The group is in chaos. The Chen royal family has already disgraced the world, what qualifications does she have to take revenge?"
Yang Shu had a grandmother like Princess Mingcheng, so he naturally looked down on Princess Yongqing's deeds. He only said: "Maybe you have been tortured and gone crazy? If you get into trouble, the truth will not make sense."
Mingwei was not interested in talking about her. He just thought of Su Tu and had a headache: "Although the Tianshen Mountain was filled with blood, it only delayed the scale of their expansion. If Su Tu takes this opportunity to fight to the end, he will completely eliminate the dissidents."
By eradicating it, maybe he will get a Hu tribe that is more unified than before..."
In the end, Beihu is still in the form of a slave. Only the nobility can truly enjoy freedom, and the nobles have the most profound tribal glory. A large part of Tianshen Mountain has been cleared. If Su Tu does not stop and clears out all the nobles of the hostile tribe,
The remaining civilians and slaves actually don't care who is in power.
In that case, the weakening of Beihu's strength will only be temporary, and Su Tu will be able to monopolize power. As long as there are no natural disasters and stable development, the Western Wei Dynasty will appear in a few years, and it will still be a strong enemy by then.
Seeing her frowning like this, Yang Shu was a little unhappy: "We finally came back, but you are thinking about other men? Do you still want to be his princess?"
Mingwei glanced at him and smiled.
Why is this person so vindictive? Su Tu mentioned the princess once in front of him, and he would mention it once if the journey was not going well. Even if he is jealous, there must be a time limit, right? Is it possible that he will be jealous for the rest of his life?
"Smile, you're still smiling!" Yang Shu pinched her face, "Tell me, do you really want to be a princess?"
Mingwei slapped his hand away and smiled: "If I say yes, will you also make me a princess?"
Yang Shu snorted angrily: "Then you should say it! If you have the guts to say it, I will have the guts to do it!"
And the princess! She didn’t even give him the status of being married to a matchmaker...
The resentment was so full that it almost overflowed. Mingwei smiled and whispered in his ear: "My injury is probably healed. Do you want me to stay tonight..."
Yang Shu grabbed her hand and said with a trembling voice, "Are you serious?"
"When did I not tell the truth? Don't you have the courage?"
As soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly rose into the air, but it was Yang Shu who hugged her and walked to the bed.
He threw Mingwei away and jumped on him, gritting his teeth: "This bed will never collapse!"
After being separated for so long, he also thought about it. This woman made it clear that she would not give him a status, so why should he struggle with it? If he continues to struggle, she might be snatched away to become the princess.
Mingwei naturally put her arms around his neck: "Don't worry, I won't stop..."
The second half of the sentence had already disappeared from his mouth.
There is no need for words anymore. After half a year apart, the passion is as hot as fire. The clothes slip off one by one, and the fingers dance on the skin, like a dance.
Mingwei gradually let go of her thoughts, closed her eyes, and followed her heart.
Looking back on the past, this encounter seemed like destiny.
She didn't know if she would go back eventually. If this was a dream, why not be more wild.
Time is so short, if we don’t grasp it firmly, wouldn’t we be letting God down?
Their limbs were intertwined and they were turned upside down.
Yang Shu was so excited that he pushed the pillow and the pillow rolled down.
"Bata!"
"Something fell." Mingwei opened her eyes and said.
Yang Shu continued to move down, his voice vague: "Whatever!"
Mingwei glanced at it from the corner of his eye and said, "It seems to be a book."
"Hmm." He said absentmindedly.
Mingwei had good eyesight, but the picture he saw was a bit wrong, so he pushed him: "Wait a minute."
Yang Shu didn't care.
"Wait a minute!" Mingwei pushed again, finally making him stop temporarily, and asked very restrainedly, "What?"
Mingwei leaned down and picked up the book from the ground.
Yang Shu took a casual glance and wanted to throw the book away before continuing. Suddenly he saw the cover and suddenly became alert: "Wait!"
He wanted to snatch it back, but Mingwei had already opened it and turned around to block him.
This is a picture album, which is quite similar to what he usually sees, except that the people in it are not wearing clothes...
Dettol peony blooms and so on...
"I'm not here, you just watch this?"
Yang Shu's face suddenly turned red and he hesitated: "I haven't seen it a few times..."
"Really?" Mingwei looked at him sideways.
Under her gaze, Yang Shu retreated and admitted honestly: "...just take a look if you have nothing to do."
Mingwei touched his head: "Be good." Just admit it.
She turned another page: "The painting is quite good."
"Really?" Yang Shu whispered, "This painter is quite famous."
"Wow, can this really be done?"
"It is said that it can."
Because he "did something wrong", Yang Shu followed her explanation first, and as she talked, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
What were they doing before? Why are they suddenly reading so seriously?
"Well, let's see next time? Let's..."
"It's quite good-looking." Mingwei turned to the next page with relish, "Wait until I finish reading it first."