The Book of Troubled Times

Zhao Changhe was really angry in his heart. He tried every means to cure her. After running around for so long, he was always thinking, "Is this useful for night makeup?" "Can the Rejuvenation Technique save evening makeup to this extent?" Thinking about it in my heart almost becomes a knot in my heart.

After landing at sea, the first thing I did was worry about the danger of my late makeup. I rode a horse and traveled thousands of miles. I was so worried that I rushed from Yangzhou to the capital within a few hours.

As a result, she didn't take her own life seriously. It was not only her own life, but also Zhao Changhe's hard work was spilled in the mud.

He didn't want to say harsh words, and the harshest thing he could say was that you should stay with me for the rest of your life.

As a result, Tang Wanzhuang looked into his eyes and responded seriously: "Okay, if I have the rest of my life... Wanzhuang... I would like to be your concubine."

This time it was Zhao Changhe's turn to be stunned. She was not talking about a wife, but a concubine... Do you know what this concept is? Isn't it a modesty?

"No, do you know that you can really live? Do you think I'm bragging and think I'm going to die?"

Tang Wanzhuang smiled slightly but did not answer.

She didn't know if Zhao Changhe was bragging or saying angry words, but she felt both love and shame in her heart. If Xia Longyuan had not failed her, it was only because he had not failed in his duty as a monarch and his ministers. Zhao Changhe was the one who truly did it for her. Even at such a time, he could rain down magic weapons from the sky, fall into his heart, and smash into pieces.

At that moment, Tang Wanzhuang really felt that this was where her life belonged.

This life has come to an end. I have truly sacrificed my life for Daxia. I owe no one but him.

If there is still a chance to rise from the ashes, it will be because of his love that she will live another life. From now on, there will no longer be the first person in the Tang Dynasty, only the wife of the Zhao family. Then how can you have the will to compete with others?

It's a pity... maybe it's just a dream...

Fatigue struck, Tang Wanzhuang's eyelids began to fight, and her consciousness gradually became drowsy.

Drowsily, he felt that Zhao Changhe had stuffed himself with a pill, but there was no kiss to relieve the energy as he imagined.

He doesn’t even want to kiss me anymore…

In fact, how could Zhao Changhe have free time for his relatives? Tang Wanzhuang was confused and couldn't figure out the situation. At this moment, everyone was within Wang Daoning's air wall. This air wall was not just for trapping enemies, it could squeeze people alive.

When Tang Wanzhuang was in good condition before, the air wall couldn't hold her down, but now it was clear that she couldn't hold it anymore. The person who was leaning against the air wall couldn't resist being squeezed over, and squeezed into Zhao Changhe's arms, so close that she could hold her down. tightly.

Not to mention treatment, if Zhao Changhe couldn't handle it, he would have to watch his woman being squeezed into a pulp in his arms, and even he might not be able to survive.

Zhao Changhe wrapped Tang Wanzhuang in his arms and used his body to help her resist the squeeze. He looked around and saw that it was very tight and the top was sealed.

But he still came to the same conclusion that Tang Wanzhuang had made before - the Wang family's Paining Tian Zhenhai was Qi, not sea. If Wang Daoning broke through the imperial realm through the combination of Yin Qi left by the Sea Emperor in his soul, it would not be suitable for him. He said, there must be something wrong with his Yujing... I don't know if not putting away his evening makeup for a short time is related to this, but it's not as strong as expected.

In the past, I had an arrow and a sword. Although I had the advantage of the first attack and the magic weapon of the soul bow, but I was able to be repelled without being injured. It seemed that there was really no big difference in getting across levels.

This air wall only looks thick and difficult to break, but in fact it should have a lot of flaws.

Zhao Changhe's thoughts were racing, he suddenly shouted loudly and punched the ground viciously.

This fist is no longer what it used to be, it is now a fist that can stop the waves! There was only one explosion, and the ground of the palace was blasted diagonally, and a concave channel was blasted out, passing under the air wall.

Sure enough, the air wall did not automatically replenish the variability of the space. It was extremely rigid and had no reaction even if the wind below it penetrated.

Zhao Changhe was determined, punched twice in succession to expand the passage, rolled the unconscious Tang Wanzhuang in his arms, and left the area directly. Wang Daoning thought he could hold at least half a stick of incense, but in fact it only took a few sentences and three fists, which was less than half a minute in minutes.

If Wang Daozhong were here, he would probably scold his brother, "How do you deal with the young man?"

The nearby palace collapsed and there was no place to stay. Zhao Changhe hugged Tang Wanzhuang and fled further, getting into a side hall of unknown purpose. There was no bed inside, only tables and chairs. Fortunately, the table was quite long. Zhao Changhe placed Tang Wanzhuang on the table and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This creates a therapeutic atmosphere, otherwise it will only worsen.

Zhao Changhe took out a small independent paper bag directly from the ring. Inside was some powder made by boiling medicine and drying it. It had not been refined into pills yet, but the effect was almost the same - this was the medicine he collected on Tianya Island. At that time, I paid special attention to which ones would be useful for Tang Wanzhuang's condition. Anyway, after collecting them, Sanniang still didn't recognize them. Later, when I went to make medicine for Sanniang on the ship, I also made a spare portion for Tang Wanzhuang.

It is true that Tang Wanzhuang's illness is something he has been thinking about for a long time. Of course, he doesn't dare to show it off in front of Sanniang Chichi, otherwise he will be beaten to death.

The good thing is that there is no need to prepare the medicine temporarily at this time, it can be used as soon as it comes, otherwise the time will not be enough... It can be regarded as the emperor's success.

Zhao Changhe pinched open the small mouth of Tang Wanzhuang's cherry and poured the medicinal powder in. Seeing that she was about to cough it out, he immediately lowered his head and kissed her, then stuffed it all back. At the same time, the powerful and abundant rejuvenating power of the green dragon quickly healed the injury that Tang Wanzhuang had just suffered, repairing the meridians and nourishing the soul.

A whole set of smooth flow, I don’t know how long I have been rehearsing it in my mind.

Tang Wanzhuang was in a daze, but actually she had been feeling something in her heart, which was so touching that it was hard to describe.

If this life was truly saved, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was entirely given by him.

She opened her eyes slightly and met Zhao Changhe's nervous and concerned eyes.

Seeing her eyes open, Zhao Changhe stopped kissing her for a moment and wanted to get up.

Tang Wanzhuang reached out and hugged him, not letting him get up. Rourou's eyes met each other, and he could see his own reflection in both eyes.

Zhao Changhe's tongue was slightly raised, and Tang Wanzhuang knew what he meant, and he obediently parted his teeth slightly, allowing him to penetrate and grab.

After kissing for a while, Zhao Changhe panted slightly and separated a little. Tang Wanzhuang's chest rose and fell, and she whispered: "Am I... alive?"

Not half a cup of tea, two minutes at most, I walked through the hell gate and finally got back.

Zhao Changhe said "Yeah": "I can't die. If you want to be completely cured, you should need true cultivation... I'm not lying to you... I have to explain it to you clearly."

Tang Wanzhuang closed her eyes slightly, turned her head, and whispered: "Are you here?"

The pale face was gradually turning red.

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment and looked extremely strange.

Of course it can't be here, this is neither the place nor the time. You find a place to hide and recuperate, and I will come back to you when the dust settles... Why can such a smart person as Wan Zhuang not understand this... …

No, what she means by this is "as long as you want, you can be anywhere"?

Zhao Changhe scratched his head and whispered: "You should go back now, find a safe place to hide, and then... wash up and wait."

——Not only am I a gangster, but next time I may be coveting Tang Wanzhuang! Let her clean up and wait!

This sentence appeared in the minds of both of them. The wild declaration at that time has now become a fact, and it is uncompromising. The real cleansing is waiting for luck.

Tang Wanzhuang felt a little ashamed in her heart, but she did not refuse. Instead, she whispered: "What do you mean, where are you going now?"

Not far away, at the bottom of the Ancestral Temple, the most important fierce battle in the land of China was taking place. Although it only lasted for two or three minutes, it was not known whether the winner had been decided.

Tang Wanzhuang whispered: "You are not strong enough to participate in this kind of battle, don't go..."

Zhao Changhe was very surprised. Is it true that he no longer cares about evening makeup?

Tang Wanzhuang said: "I don't miss you, but compared to your safety, you are more important."

Zhao Changhe completely understood Ru Tonight's intention and was deeply moved, but still said: "I want to go... If Yang Jingxiu's level can provide combat power, then so can I."

Tang Wanzhuang asked seriously: "Why did you take this risk? You clearly think that His Majesty should not be in that position, and you have not even concealed your objection."

"Two reasons... First of all, if Lao Xia dies and the world falls into fragmentation, who will bother to deal with Beihu? Not to mention the strength, relying on the self-consciousness of some heroes is not enough. I am even afraid that more ambitious people will fight for hegemony. The world colluded with Beihu. I heard on the way that Chang'an fell in the past two months, and the Hu people looted and returned. I felt that this was a bit inexplicable. Is there something wrong with Li Gongsi, and is he using this method to provide food, grass and slaves to Beihu? Maybe my conspiracy theory is not afraid of speculating on the family with the greatest malice, anyway, even if he is fine, I still can’t trust Wang Daoning’s integrity.”

Tang Wanzhuang smiled.

If we talk about monarchs and ministers, and good ministers choose their masters, he is more worthy of assistance than your current majesty.

Even though people like Li Shentong Yuxu or Yue Hongling have common people in their hearts, Tang Wanzhuang feels that their awareness is not enough, too small, and they are just careless thoughts in the world. In this world, apart from Tang Wanzhuang, the only person who truly cares about the world is Zhao Changhe.

"What about the second one?"

"Second, if Wang Daoning dares to kill you, we will fight to the death!"

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