As he spoke, he felt that what he said was very reasonable: "My lord, please remember how deeply Gu Xietian and Luo Xinglan loved each other.
Luo Xinglan almost risked everything for Gu Xietian, and Gu Xietian was so moved."
At that time, he was fighting desperately for her, and almost lost his temper on the battlefield, but because he had feelings for Luo Xing in his heart, Lan Qiannian, despite being so seriously injured, climbed out of the pile of dead people, crawling step by step.
He crawled for three days and three nights in the wind and snow, just because his wife's due date was approaching, and he knew that she could not live without him.
Their love was so touching at that time, but didn't it become the same later?
"I remember that there are some poems in the human world that talk about this.
For example, when gold, Phoenix and jade meet, they will win day and night.
I think love is about the process, not the result.
As long as you have it once and it is beautiful, even if it is short-lived, There’s no regret in that.”
Di Fuyi stopped talking, seeming to be moved by his rare and eloquent remarks.
He has seen countless love affairs in his life.
Indeed, as Mu Feng said, even if the original love comes back to life, there will be times when it disappears and becomes dull.
When the love is gone, it is still good to become a Chaimi couple, and some even become Enemies want to put each other to death It was rare for Di Fuyi to discuss such a down-to-earth topic with his subordinates, so Mu Feng felt very touched and had the illusion of becoming a confidant of his master.
"Lord, if you like her, keep her and love her vigorously."
Mu Feng encouraged Di Fuyi.
He always felt that if the Holy Lord did not love her, no matter how long he lived, he would not be complete.
Di Fuyi didn't say anything, just rubbed his brows.
"My lord, I feel that your behavior towards Miss Gu today will fall into the eyes of interested people.
She is afraid of being in danger when she is out alone, so it is better to keep her by your side.
If you want her to become stronger, it is better to personally Teach her something, what you teach is much better than Tianjutang."
Mu Feng knows this truth well.
Di Fuyi lowered his eyes.
In fact, a person's becoming stronger does not only refer to his strength.
Otherwise, Lu Bu would have dominated the world during the Three Kingdoms period and would not have died at the hands of Cao Cao, who had a low military value.
Some things can't be learned just by teaching them a few words.
A stream and two or three maple trees.
The maple leaves are half red and half green, which has its own style.
There was a long flute sound, and it flowed along with the gurgling stream.
Gu Xijiu followed the sound of the flute and saw a man standing under the maple tree from a distance.
His clothes were as white as snow and he was as beautiful as jade.
Sure enough, it was Long Siye.
Gu Xijiu smiled and listened quietly not far away.
The sound of the flute stopped, and the wind blew slightly in her ears.
Long Siye fell next to her: "Why does the wound still hurt after I got up?"
Gu Xijiu shook her head.
She was in good health and recovered quickly.
Although she could not exercise yet, she could move around a little.
She was tired of lying in the room for a day and a half.
Long Siye helped her sit down on a big rock.
He also sat next to her, put his fingers on her wrist veins, and checked her pulse.
After a moment, he let go of his hand and smiled with relief: "She's recovering well.
Eat something now." "?"
Gu Xijiu shook her head: "I have no appetite."
Long Siye shook his head, took out a paper bag from his pocket, opened the paper bag and found a hot snack inside: "Here, this is your favorite pea yellow."
Gu Xijiu raised her eyebrows: "You did it yourself" Long Siye coughed: "Yes, yes, try how it tastes":