A peerless game of chess, spanning the long river of time, encompassing all the heavens and all worlds, but I don't know who the hand of the executive belongs to I don't know when this game of chess started, and I don't know when it will endPerhaps, at the same time as the world was opened, the chess game has been launched, and even the legendary Pangu god who opened the world is likely to be the first chess piece to be laid, or the introduction to trigger the entire chess game.
The great god of Pangu opened up this universe, but he fell before he had time to take a second look, and as for the legendary avatar of the desolation, who has witnessed it with his own eyes This game of chess was born and evolved together with heaven and earth, and it can even be said that the evolution of the chess game is the so-called law of heaven and earth, which dominates everything in the world, and all spirits are just ants in it, and they keep turning in circles all their lives, but they can't escape the palm of fate.
A big game of chess has been started since the beginning of the world, and has run through the entire river of time, all the way to the unknown future.
In the ancient era of the past, prosperity and glory, extinction and burial, were just a robbery by the chess player.
In ancient times, it was buried in the long river of time, leaving not a single wave.
So in today's world, Empress Wu replaced Li Tang with Wu Zhou and became the first empress of the ages, Xu Jingye's strange changes and stirred up the storm, made the already declining Turks rise again, and those unheard of various mountain sects have entered the WTO Could it be the beginning of another catastrophe What role did they play in this calamity, and what was his identity in this calamity A chess piece, a robbery, or a piece of the will of a ruler Things are getting more and more complicated, and as he comes into contact with more and more Inhumans, the thin veil that shrouds this world is also lifted layer by layer, but it is still foggy and unreal.
"And say that you didn't suffer, you see, you have a lock of gray hair on your head."
Just when Zhao Wushu was thinking about the world and worrying about the world, Mo'er's fingers picked up a lock of his white hair, and he was distressed.
In the black hair on the head, there is a lock of white hair in the middle of the top of the head, each of which is crystal clear, like a handful of silver threads, which is particularly conspicuous.
Zhao Wudi was stunned for a moment, and said blankly: "White hair" He is only seventeen years old, a young man who has not reached the crown, and he is still a martial artist who has penetrated the Great Zhou Tian, how could he suddenly have gray hair This is not normal Could it be that these days are due to the loss of qi and blood due to excessive thinking about Mo'er, or the sudden bad news of Mo'er and excessive sadness The story of white hair overnight is not uncommon, and there are many records in the history books, such as when Wu Zixu's family was destroyed in the Spring and Autumn Period, wasn't it a night of white hair "yes, I'll go find a bronze mirror for you to see."
As Mo'er spoke, she was about to struggle to get up, but Zhao Wudi was reluctant to let her toss, hugged her tighter, and smiled indifferently: "Is it just a lock of white hair, maybe the heavens see that I am too young and immature enough, so he gave me a lock of white hair, so that I look a little older, and it is convenient for the court to reward me with a big official title."
When the time comes, Mo'er, you will be the wife of a big official, wearing a phoenix crown, wearing a xia veil, riding a luxurious carriage, and dozens of maids and servants will hug each other, as majestic as you want. ” "Hey, it's not serious anymore" Mo'er glanced at him, wrinkled her nose and said: "Bully, I haven't studied, wearing a phoenix crown and a phoenix crown can be worn by anyone casually, it is for the queen mother, queen, concubine and princess."
Besides, even if you wear a xia veil, it should also be my fair sister.
Mo'er knows that Lang Jun loves me, but the family must also be divided into elders and youngers, no matter how big or small, let the family see what it looks like With Lang Jun's merits this time, coupled with the care of the general and Wei Sima, Lang Jun will definitely enter the officialdom in the future and rank in the court.
In this way, the rules at home must not be less, otherwise, it will make people laugh. ” Mo'er is very open-minded, and she is willing to bow low and be small, and she doesn't want to embarrass her lover.
After experiencing this parting of life and death, Mo'er understood a truth, that is, loving someone is not about possessing alone, but as long as he is doing well, happy and happy, he is already satisfied.
Mo'er's generosity touched Zhao Wudi very much, and he didn't expect that through this ordeal, the little girl had become mature, and Mo'er at this moment looked like a little daughter-in-law.
Zhao Wudi held her little hand and said softly, "Mo'er, it's all up to you."
In fact, your sister is also a hard-working person, she became an orphan girl when she was young, and since then she has been doing her filial piety for my father and taking care of my little sister, and I can't be sorry for my Zhao family's kindness, so I have to wronged you.
Your sister is a very gentle woman, and in the future, you will definitely get along very well. ” "Lang Jun rest assured, Mo'er will definitely treat my fair sister as her own sister, serve Grandpa together, serve Lang Jun, and the lovely kite, I can't wait to see her."
Mo'er snuggled in her lover's arms, very satisfied and happy.
In this life, you don't necessarily have to have a car, eat fish, wear silk and satin, live in a high-rise house, and have servants like clouds at every turn, hugging you from front to back, but having someone who understands you, cherishes you, loves you, and takes you to heart.
When you are sick, he pours you a glass of warm water, and then, holding your hand, watches you fall asleep.
When you are tired, he will silently hand over his shoulders to give you something to lean on and soothe your tired mind.
When he was proud, he did not get carried away, and in the days of suffering, he still gave you a smile, and fought the bitterness and tears alone.
Bitterness and happiness, poverty and happiness, sweet as food, each other with foam, this is the meaning of love.
"Bang Bang Bang" There was a gentle knock on the door of the inner and outer compartments, and then a timid voice came: "Lang Jun, lady" Mo'er's face flushed, she broke free from Zhao Wuyi's embrace, straightened her messy black hair, and pointed to the door, signaling Zhao Wushu to open it.
Zhao Wudi got up and opened the door, only to see a fifteen or sixteen-year-old lady standing in front of the door, with a sweet smile on her slightly baby fat face, which looked quite coquettish.
She held a tray in both hands, and in the tray was a thin white porcelain bowl, and she smelled a familiar smell through the lid.
Zhao Wudi can be sure that this is the fragrance of rice, and it is the taste of white porridge, and it is not mixed with other things.
As a person who lived in Yangzhou in Daming in his previous life, Zhao Wudi was accustomed to eating rice and the faint fragrance.
In today's Tang Dynasty, it is dominated by millet, wheat, millet, millet, etc., and rice is still a rare thing, mostly found in Jiaozhi and other places in the south.
And how far away Jiaozhi is from the land of Guanzhong, whether it is to cross the mountains and forests of Lingnan by land or to face the raging sea and waves by sea, it is not an easy thing to transport rice to Shendu.
Therefore, scarce rice is precious, and delicate rice is very valuable in the gods, and sometimes it is even priceless.
The gods are like this, and now in this new city of the Northland, there is a pot of white porridge made of rice, which is also precious.
Zhao Wudi smelled the familiar smell, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, letting the fragrance linger in his nose, and he had an urge to eat in his heart.
However, he knew that this was specially prepared for Mo'er, and he couldn't grab porridge with Mo'er to drink, and it would be too embarrassing to say it: