Flower branches swaying in the wind.

Just in front of a low stone tombstone.

This small mountain village on the edge of Tongzhou has finally ushered in its last person buried here.

"She loved crape myrtle flowers the most when she was alive, do you know why?"

Dongfang Shuo slowly stood up and looked at a tombstone in front of him.

On the tombstone, it is written in very neat handwriting, 'The tomb of the second daughter of the Wang family'.

At this time, around Dongfang Shuo, there was only Ji Henghu.

So this question is asking Ji Henghu.

But even so, Ji Henghu was silent and did not answer.

"Because crape myrtle blooms in one summer, it only has one summer in its life, but it can show all its beauty in the hottest season. Dongfang Shuo said.

This kind of words, if they had been changed, would never have come out of his mouth.

Crape Myrtle's words are also in line with her. ”

After a moment of silence, Dongfang Shuo added something like this.

Ji Henghu looked at the tombstone of the little girl in front of him and asked, "What is the language of flowers?"

"It's what it symbolizes. ”

Dongfang Shuo gave an answer that could not be counted as an answer, and then turned around.

He patted Ji Henghu on the shoulder.

"Let's go, we should go," Dongfang Shuo said, "fat cat." ”

With that, he walked forward.

But after taking a few steps, he found that Ji Henghu had not followed, so he immediately stopped and turned to look at Ji Henghu.

At this time, Ji Henghu also looked at Dongfang Shuo: "Don't call me a fat cat anymore." ”

"Why?"

"She didn't like it. ”

Ji Henghu Road.

Dongfang Shuo narrowed his eyes and glanced at the tomb again.

Without saying anything, Dongfang Shuo turned around and left.

And Ji Henghu also took one last look at the grave.

Presumably, it will not take 200, 50, 40, or 30 or even 20 years for it to slowly decay and eventually turn into dust and be forgotten by the long river of history.

"Phew—"

Suddenly, a horse neighing caught Ji Henghu's attention.

He turned his head to look in the direction where the voice came from, which was exactly the direction in which Dongfang Shuo had left.

At this time, about thirty zhang away, Dongfang Shuo stopped, and in front of him was a horse, and on the horseback sat a figure like a general.

And looking further in the direction of the horse, the path leading to the village from the outside world was full of flags.

It's just that it's not the military flag of the Longlin Empire.

Whew!

There was a muffled sound, and I saw blood splashing five steps, and the general who stopped in front of Dongfang Shuo fell off his horse.

The spirit horse, frightened by the murderous aura, turned around in a panic, stepped on the bones of the general and fled into the distance.

"Look for death!"

"Crossbowman ready!"

"Launch!"

The successive roars reached Ji Henghu's ears one after another.

Then, a piece of flesh and blood flies.

In the sound of rushing and killing after that, blood-colored lotus flowers continued to bloom, and the entire village was also covered with a thick layer of bloody gas in a short moment.

Ji Henghu glanced back at the crape myrtle flowers on the edge of the grave.

The flowers swayed in the wind, as if they were not in the same world as life and death over there.

"Fat cat, let's go. ”

Finally, the killing ceased at a call.

Ji Henghu looked at Dongfang Shuo, Dongfang Shuo had already walked out of more than 100 zhang.

He sighed and strode forward.

......

"I want to confer Dongfang Aiqing as the general of the Zhenguo, add 10,000 households, and seal Nanhou!"

Above the court, the emperor spoke, and the ministers responded.

This is the deep meaning of the royal family's desire to win over Dongfang Shuo.

After all, he only drank back the millions of male soldiers of the two countries, and with a raise of his hand, he saved the southern part of the Longlin Empire from sword soldiers, and he should be rewarded for his merits alone, not to mention that this strength is what the Longlin Empire is looking forward to day and night.

In the center of the temple, Dongfang Shuo raised his hand and saluted, saying: "I am willing to receive a duke's title, go to the imperial city to receive three acres of land, enjoy the scenery and cook tea." ”

"Duke?"

"Yes," Dongfang Shuo said, "Please allow Your Majesty to grant me the title of Shangguo Gong and receive three acres of land." ”

......

"Why don't you just order it, and take the position of marquis, why do you still want to surrender your identity?" Ji Zhaoning asked, "Your credit is all genuine, and there is nothing false about it." ”

"If I really became a marquis and received those ten thousand households, I would not be able to listen to your nagging here anymore. ”

Dongfang Shuo leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.

It was an uncultivated wasteland.

"You say this as if you were a marquis. ”

Ji Zhaoning said.

Dongfang Shuo looked at her and smiled: "Yes." ”

"Why?"

"I'm tired, I can't face the wolves anymore. ”

After speaking, Dongfang Shuo looked out the window again.

Only this sentence is true, and it is also his heartfelt emotion.

He was really tired.

The first time he held power was when he became the second Shangguo Duke of the Longlin Empire, and he was quite bloody at that time.

And when he was able to hold power for the second time, he took the initiative to ask to be the first Shangguo Duke of the Longlin Empire, and he no longer had the heart to fight.

The protagonists of Xiao Huo and Lin Yun were born for nearly two hundred years, and during this time, Dongfang Shuo can be regarded as without the constraints of the system.

He just wants to spend the rest of his days in peace.

I simply don't go back, and if I don't leave this era of indisputability, it's good to be plain.

Thinking about it, his eyes looked at Ji Zhaoning.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Ji Zhaoning glanced at him and said, "If you don't want to be contaminated with authority, you won't be in trouble." What about the Oriental Gate, when will it start to be managed?"

"Dongfang Mendi, since you came back for me, I'll leave it to you. ”

"You want me to raise you?"

"It's not in vain that I raised you for half a year. ”

"No matter how I count, I will lose, you will support me for half a year, but I will support you for a lifetime. ”

Ji Zhaoning feigned anger and laughed.

And Dongfang Shuo looked at her and smiled.

"yes, ...... for a lifetime"

He looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the years that followed, Dongfang Shuo implemented the policy set by this dialogue.

The matter of supporting the family is handed over to Ji Zhaoning. And Dongfang Shuo, is responsible for enjoyment.

In addition to enjoying it, Dongfang Shuo will also move his muscles and bones to kill a few bed bugs who want to use dirty means to deal with Ji Zhaoning.

In addition to that, Dongfang Shuo was obsessed with the three methods he had obtained in the cave of the Demon God Mountain Range: divine arithmetic, puppetry, and spiritual control.

Divine arithmetic is profound, and he is often left behind by Dongfang Shuo, and he only studies it slightly, but it is puppetry, and he is getting better and better.

However, in these long days, the most important thing for Dongfang Shuo is naturally to get along with Ji Zhaoning.

He once also imagined that if he could get Ji Zhaoning, then he would definitely show the state of a tiger and a wolf.

But now, when he really gets along with Ji Zhaoning day and night, sharing the same bed, he only looks forward to getting along day and night, respecting each other like guests.

Ji Zhaoning also thinks the same way.

The time spent together by the two never mentioned the affairs of men and women, let alone touched.

But even so, in the eyes of others, the two are more like husband and wife.

On days like these, time flies.

In a flash, it is thirty years.