The word "home" is too frivolous to say, but the inner precipitation given by the essence is too emphasized. It is never just the definition of a house or a region, but the important thing is that there is a person who is very important and cares about that place in that house.

With the person who is cherished by himself, there is the direction of the home where the tired bird returns to the nest. And only when that person also cherishes himself like this, will the door to a warm home like spring be opened!

At this moment, Xue Huaiyi couldn't see the direction of "home......

He fixed this heavy step in the ground for a moment, and then suddenly felt that his body in this life was floating and tossing like a withered leaf, waiting to wither and no one to redeem him! He suddenly began to wander aimlessly again, and in this way, he lost his heart and wandered into the long street of the Shendu at night.

This is really a beautiful and flashy prosperous world, as if every night is really the time when it contains and secretly brews the new awakening of the entire reincarnation. Nowhere does the heyday of this prosperous empire and the depth of field that never sleeps no longer show the power of the country and the joy and excitement of the people, but why is such joy and excitement not to be shared with him, an abandoned, poor man who has lost his heart and home?

He paced around like this for a while, letting the accustomed evening breeze sort out the messy thoughts in his heart. It really worked, because it was at least clear to him that it was time for him to go back to the White Horse Temple.

has already put aside cruel words and no longer enters the palace to meet him, so where else can he go except for the White Horse Temple?

Thinking like this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself again, and Xue Huaiyi unconsciously hung a sad smile. Oh, it's really a problem......

Turning around, Huaiyi walked on the road back to the White Horse Temple.

The night breeze of late spring and early summer carried a smoky warmth, but it could not warm his heart covered in ice. Along the way, intentionally or unintentionally, looking at the scenery and people on both sides, the figure of a little girl running and playing among the flowers and plants attracted Xue Huaiyi's attention.

This little girl looks like she is about six or seven years old, the soft hair on her head is loosely curled in a small bun, and a simple wooden hairpin is inserted obliquely on the edge of the bun.

He was also unintentional, just when he saw the little girl leaning over to pick a gorgeous wildflower, after the newly picked wildflower started, he saw that she took advantage of the situation and threw away the old flower that was a little wilted in her hand, this action was like this, and after the old flower was abandoned, she didn't even look at it again, and then ran away naughtily with the fresh flower branch.

is such an unintentional and leisurely action, and Xue Huaiyi's heart beats sharply when he lands on the ground!

Huaiyi was like a lightning strike, and the dense cone angina that forced Lang to beat him bluntly, whipped his body and mind and cleansed his soul in this way, without mercy or pity!

The pain from inside seems to twitch. Away from all his strength, so that Xue Huaiyi, who was clearly healthy, had to stop, put his hands on his chest and lean against the wall to rest. At the same time, the cold sweat on his forehead trickled down his cheeks one by one, and he gasped for breath and felt Xiao Xiao Zheng Ming, who felt his mind empty. When I looked up again, this pair of delicate peach blossom eyes was already a burning red.

Manners, words and deeds are never intentional, and they are always intentional by the listener and the viewer. Just like Fang Cai, it was originally the unintentional action of the little girl picking flowers, but in the moment that Xue Huaiyi inadvertently saw, it was just such a flashing moment, which caused him to suddenly sigh, he was like the flowers that were thrown on the ground at will, and people had new, fresher, and more gorgeous flowers, so he no longer wanted the old flowers that he was tired of seeing, and he didn't want them anymore......

The bleak moonlight cast a sly smile, could it be that all the old gentleness, those beautiful pasts that made him happy when he thought about it, was it really a dream?

For Emperor Wu, his existence Xue Huaiyi was really insignificant. She is unique, majestic, inviolable, Buddha-like, miraculous...... How could she love him as he wished?

She wasn't going to love him.

But he loves ......

But she's an empress, an emperor! So, why can't she fill that stunning harem that is as unique as she is with the first three thousand? Just as since ancient times, every woman has longed day and night to be favored by the emperor, and pampering for one night is something that has been talked about and sweetly remembered for a lifetime, so as a man who has received her blue eyes, should he be content and should not continue to demand something from her?

No, why? Why are they?! Martial Emperor, do you know that all those around you are villains, all of them! Only me, only my love for you is simple and clean, only I have nothing for you, only I truly love you, from the first time I saw you, I unconsciously gave all my sincerity to you...... I am sure that there will never be another person like me, who dares to call you "Mei Niang" softly in your ears when you are entangled all night! Because such love is sincere and passionate, it is so dare to call like this; It's not that I'm bold, it's just that I'm captured by love, and I can't help myself!

There has always been a feeling in the darkness that is constantly coming out, and the disturbed Xue Huaiyi's body and mind are all not at peace! It seems that in the previous life, the previous life, or perhaps even longer, they had a period of unfinished fate that could not be separated...... Even if the reincarnation drinks the water of forgetfulness and swallows the Meng Po soup, the memories can all be eroded, but the feeling of familiarity and intimacy when they meet each other again will not change, and the feeling will never disappear!

It's never going away! It's never going to go away......

Just when Xue Huaiyi's heart was about to go crazy, a gust of evening wind rushed towards him with a fierce slam!

The violent collision finally calmed Xue Huaiyi down a little, and the palm that was clutching his chest slowly moved away, and his body supporting the moss-covered wall recovered little by little. But in an instant, my mind moved again.

This time he suddenly had infinite grievances, my goddess, just to be with you and see you often, I didn't say a word and became a monk according to your requirements, and changed my surname to Xue.

I will plan the construction of the Ming Hall for you, and I will travel there. Moving between the classics and annals, the miracles that are both illusory and real appear in the mortal world, and the miraculous attainments will be used as the ladder to be high above after you ascend the throne and become the emperor, and as the most precious thing I give you, with blood, tears, and a heart, which can be used as a token of love crystallization!

I lit lamps and candles for you, and searched through the Buddhist scriptures stored between almost every temple in the divine capital, large and small, ancient and modern, just to find a usable herbal copy of the "Great Cloud Sutra" that can help you ascend the throne and become the emperor, and call the rain and the wind.

I study Buddhism and Zen for you, recruit famous people who are full of Buddhism, analyze the "Great Cloud Sutra" without food or sleep, and enshrine it in every temple and temple in the Tang Dynasty for the people to read and understand, so as to use your enthronement as the emperor to collect the hearts of the people.

And just because you are busy changing the dynasty and clearing the obstacles and do not trust the generals, so I, who have never seen war and smelled the smell of gunpowder, braved the disapproval of life and death, and took the initiative to ask Ying to serve as the chief of the Xinping Road march......

Hehe, all these and so on on you, I have never been greedy for merit or obsessed with power, just because I love you! In the name of love, but not get even a little in return in the name of love, it's ridiculous to think about it and suddenly realize it, isn't it?

What is my true heart to you? I can't compare to those scoundrels who only surround you, take advantage of you, and invite pets to flatter and idle mosquito-like buzzing hooligans!

You are the Empress, the Empress on the high...... Haha, it's me who is wrong, I'm not worthy, I'm cheap! But you know, I don't care what is right or wrong, what is the normal situation of ordinary people, I only know that if you are unhappy, if you frown a little, I will immediately pick up the butcher's knife and kill all those who put pressure on you and disobey you, and send them all to the funeral!

And if one day you're gone...... I'll accompany you to the burial!

Is it ridiculous? Isn't it ridiculous? yes, what could be more absurd and ridiculous than that?

Hahahaha.......

The night breeze suddenly slammed open the closed window, and the Martial Emperor on the peony chair "cracked" and looked back.

Shangguan Wan'er frowned, and hurriedly stepped forward to close the Xuan window, but was stopped by Emperor Wu raising his hand halfway: "Your Majesty." She was a little puzzled, but she didn't continue, only turned around and bowed slightly to Emperor Wu and made an inquiring gesture.

Emperor Wu was also bowed, and a smile appeared on his cardamom-dyed lips: "You said that the night breeze in early summer is clearly warm, why does such a weak strength have the great ability to hit the window, and it still brings a slight cold when it blows on the body?" Obviously, this is clearly a matter of words.

Wan'er naturally understood what kind of matter the Martial Emperor was carrying at the moment, as smart as her, she was slightly silent, and then stretched her eyebrows and raised her eyes and smiled: "That's because it adds up to a lot, and the soft wind will have unmatched power when it gathers in one place, not to mention that it is just two windows, it is even ......" She stopped at this point, and then said, "It is because this wind came unexpectedly, so the cold hit the body, and no matter how warm it is, it will be born due to the stimulation of the sharp cold." "My heart twisted slightly, and I said again.

Wan'er's reply has always been to Emperor Wu's heart, and at this moment, it is even more nuanced and meticulous. The Martial Emperor bowed his head, but the expression on his face was slightly entangled: "So, what do you think you should do?" ”

This sentence sounded gratuitous and abrupt, but Shangguan Wan'er easily understood its meaning: "Foreseeable ominousness, naturally should not be left in the bud." Her lips opened lightly, and what she spit out was clearly soaked in blood and murder, but her tone was indifferent and indifferent, and she could not detect the slightest bit of human blood.

Emperor Wu fell into the silence of the Wuzi faction, and did not accept or deny.

Wan'er understood that the noncommittal appearance of the Martial Emperor at this moment was because she was still hesitating in her heart. Then Wan'er didn't say anything more, stopped this topic in this just right emptiness, and ended it without mentioning it again.

Simple dialogue, full of terrible ruthlessness.

As Xue Huaiyi, who witnessed and even bowed down to promote Emperor Wu to the road to the ultimate power, as an inconsequential male favorite of the minister, he subtly and unconsciously, he already knew too much, didn't he......