In November, the autumn breeze is bleak.

Li Zhou stood in the autumn wind, letting the autumn wind blow his face, messing up his long hair, moving his mind, and swinging his heartstrings, which were like oars, gently paddling, and a little wave, the waves gradually rippled into the distance, until finally, dissipated in sight.

But the little sorrow in Li Zhou's heart did not dissipate like a chic wave, accumulated in his heart, and could not be dissipated for a long time, Li Zhou looked into the distance, and a few fallen leaves were blown off in the bleak air, adding a bleak wind to this late autumn.

A little cold is scraped on the skin, the pores are dilated, and the breath of this cold air is breathing, and another one is dying, is this the rhythm of chaos? Luling's side hasn't been done yet, he can't go back to Chang'an yet, and there is no message from above, so he can't leave here.

Although it was said that it was a year, who knows if the above will suddenly change their minds, and when you go back, I will participate in your book, Your Majesty has no holy decree to let you return to Beijing, and you come back recklessly, this is disobeying the order, although Li Zhi does not account for it, but what about the others?

His mother alone will not spare him, who let Li Zhou kill her clansmen, her brother, nephew, either killed or abolished, there is no one from the martial family in Chang'an, it can be said that Li Zhou alone cut off the hope of her old martial family, can you not blame Li Zhou?

Although it is not enough to kill Li Zhou and let him enjoy his old age here, it can still be done, Li Zhou knows some things about his mother in his heart, and he has always been afraid in his heart, trying not to go to the palace, not afraid to see his father Li Zhi, but afraid to see his mother.

Seeing each other once, he felt uncomfortable once, and they didn't like each other, although they didn't show it, since he moved the people of the martial family, he believed that she must let him explain, but Li Zhou never went.

Since then, he has hardly seen her, just that time, Wu Yuanqing's matter, violently solving everything, making her irrefutable, he believes that from that time, she must have known what she did, and he has no confidence to hide it from her.

came to Luling to fight with her, so as not to make everyone unhappy.

The last thing he wants to do is to make it difficult for his father and royal brothers, and he doesn't want to make it difficult for his royal brothers and sisters, so he can only escape far away.

It's good for everyone.

Now that Yan Liben is gone, things seem to have begun to change, and all the tranquility will set off new waves, and there will be a bloody storm.

Is he wondering if it's better to go back or not?

When he was entangled, Zhao Wanshuang came to Li Zhou's side, took Li Zhou's hand, pointed to the bleak weather in front of him and said, "Husband, do you say that this weather is immutable?" Or is it a transient change? ”

Li Zhou's eyes moved, he didn't speak, he didn't turn his head, Zhao Wanshuang was not angry, and continued: "Did you say that the birds under the sky are also thinking about this problem?" Should I go far or stand still? ”

Travel? Standing still?

Li Zhou's heart trembled, yes, he wasn't one of those little birds, thinking about how to do it, whether it was better to go back or travel far? Or stand still, waiting for the storm to come, rise to the occasion, and break through the clouds.

If you succeed, everything will be fine, and if you fail, that's it.

Li Zhou's eyes became a little angry, and he muttered, "Did you say they would die?" ”

Death.

It's a question that Li Zhou has always been taboo about, someone said that he died once, what am I afraid of?

As the saying goes: those who wear shoes are afraid of those who are barefoot, those who are barefoot are afraid of smelly feet, and those who are afraid of smelly feet are afraid of dying.

There is a lot of information expressed in popular words, who are people who don't want to die? There is no doubt that people who have died once, this kind of person is the person who cherishes his life the most, in order to live, he bursts out with incomparable courage before death, and the counterattack always happens at this moment, so this kind of person always lives longer.

For example, Li Zhou, who died once, is even more afraid of death, and it is precisely because he knows that feeling that he doesn't want to try it again, he is afraid, he is afraid, he is afraid, it is better to cherish life.

Life is not easy to come by, so why bother yourself?

People always ask themselves before they die, what if I could do it again? The result?

Not like that.

"Husband, death is something that everyone must experience, and it will always come when it should come, why should you think so much?"

Zhao Wanshuang's words are very simple, why are you so brainless? Stupid or brainless, how old are you, in your prime of life, thinking about these useless things, aren't you scaring yourself?

Li Zhou smiled hesitantly, it is true, he thinks too much, how old is he now, less than ten years old, less than twenty years old, there are no cars, no airplanes, no billboards, there are wars, there are more assassinations, can you kill him?

Excessive anxiety.

"Yes, husband, I really think too much, or madam, you can see it thoroughly!"

Li Zhou turned around and hugged Zhao Wanshuang's thin waist, although she had done such ambiguous actions many times, Zhao Wanshuang couldn't help blushing and being shy, Li Zhou liked to see her like this the most, a naughty and atmospheric person, she usually always had to pretend to be a big lady, she was reserved, and she was suddenly shy, which had a different flavor.

Li Zhou worked harder, hugged tightly, Zhao Wanshuang felt Li Zhou's movements, and his thoughts, and smiled slightly: "What was Fujun entangled just now?" But something happened to Chang'an? ”

When the words fell, Li Zhou's expression changed, and he became a little melancholy, Zhao Wanshuang looked at it, everything understood, something really happened, she wanted to stop talking, waiting for Li Zhou to answer, Li Zhou sorted out her mood, she is her own wife, there are some things that don't need to be hidden from her, it's better to tell her.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that the right prime minister has gone up."

Li Zhou pointed to the sky and said solemnly, the ancients were very in awe of the sky, a person died, not to say that he died and entered the earth, but said that he ascended to heaven, which shows that your identity is not low, and the emperor is even more used to describe the sky, in short, for the sky, the taboo is deep.

Zhao Wanshuang lowered her head, her eyes blinked, tears kept staying, the tears were ticking, Li Zhou's heart was painful, she reached out to wipe away her tears, and asked gently, "What's wrong?" Madam. ”

Zhao Wanshuang was crying, there was no tendency to stop, which made Li Zhou scramble, what he was most afraid of was this kind of thing, you still have to do this in front of me, isn't this torturing him?

"Madam, don't cry, okay, my husband promised you everything, please don't cry, I think my husband and I bullied you?"

"Madam, I really can't cry anymore, you see, Wanrong is coming, if you cry again, what if they misunderstand?"

Zhao Wanshuang still dripping her eyes, as if she didn't want money, after a while, her eyes were red and swollen a little, you can see how sad she is, no, before Li Zhou comforted her, Cao Wanrong and Ke'er came to check when they smelled the situation, and they saw this situation.

Suddenly changed color, glared at Li Zhou fiercely, came to Zhao Wanshuang's side, and asked softly: "Wanshuang, but the husband bullied you, don't be afraid, we are on your side." ”

"Yes, madam, tell Ke'er if your husband bullied you, if that's the case, Ke'er can't spare him."

The excited Ke'er kitchen knife was pulled out, and Li Zhou was so scared that he was sweating profusely, his head was full of black lines, he didn't do anything, and she cried inexplicably, what can I do?

And I'm your husband, how can you treat me like this? Don't you know that the husband is the sky, the husband is the earth, and everything you do must be dominated by the husband.

As long as I have a good temper, if I change a person with a bad temper, I would have cut people a long time ago.

"Hey, whose wife are you?"

"Not yours anyway."

"Young master, let me cool off."

Li Zhou had thousands of reluctances in his heart, but he still left, not because of anything else, Ke'er's kitchen knife was not boasting, but it was sharp, a tree with a big arm was just a knife from Ke'er, no, his small arms and legs, how could he be Ke'er's enemy with a knife.

Don't take this risk, good men don't fight women, especially strong women.

"Big man, he is a real man who can stretch and contract, I Li Zhou don't say anything else, he is definitely a real man."

Taking a few steps back and leaving this dangerous place, the girls saw Li Zhou's appearance, nodded with satisfaction, and then wiped away Zhao Wanshuang's tears, Zhao Wanshuang, who had been crying for a while, finally stopped crying, I don't know if she was amused by Li Zhou, or moved by the behavior of Keer and others.

She wiped away her tears, moved slowly, and didn't make a sound to relieve Li Zhou, poor Li Zhou was still complaining on the side, you don't cry, why don't you help me explain? I don't know if I'm being threatened, young master?

Hey, it's hard to be a husband, and it's even harder to be a husband with several wives.

It's hard to be a man, it's even harder to be a man, and it's even harder to be a man.

But he chose the last one, the first one can't be helped, the second can't be helped, the natural, the third, it's completely cheap, Li Zhou feels that he really loves to be cheap, and he has to do this if he has nothing to do.

"Thank you."

The first sentence is not to explain, nor to help Li Zhou, but to be grateful to the two daughters, Li Zhou didn't think much about it, this is normal, there will be an explanation later, my tragic life is over, but Li Zhou thought too much, Zhao Wanshuang took the hands of the two women, and said softly: "Wanrong, Ke'er, my husband promised me everything just now, what do you say I want to say?" ”

Li Zhou: .......

Speechless, depressed, is there anyone like you? Isn't that in the past? Besides, aren't you crying? Remember that? Oh my God, can I still have fun.

Ke'er laughed happily: "No, madam, did the young master really say that?" ”

"Yes."

"Then you are blessed, the young master agreed, but he will not regret it, I am so envious."