The cold Fangzhou was embarrassed and didn't know when there was a burst of erhu music, which was tactful and roundabout, but melodious. But because it is such a shocking instrument, no matter how festive the music is, it has to be covered with a thin layer of frost after the turn of this instrument, so as not to be shocking to the individual!

But it seems that it is unconsciously, in this plain day, that the whole person has become accustomed to this layer of faint bitterness, so that Wei Zheng's light lips are slightly opened, and even such a Xiao Xiao song can still hum softly with a good mood.

On the side, Li Xian pursed his lips tightly, tried his best to pull and deduce a kind of fortitude in disguise with this extremely heavy force, and raised his hand to hug his wife into his arms.

At this time, the child in Wei Zheng's arms suddenly woke up for some reason. Zheng'er came back to her senses, probed with her fingers, took the linen on the desk, and wrapped the weak baby who was crying and her little body seemed to be very afraid of the cold with several layers of linen and wrapped it carefully.

There was a touch of weakness in his heart between his eyebrows, and when he fell together, Zheng'er's tone trembled lightly: "Just call her Li Guo!" The nickname Bao'er ......" turned his eyes between words, and he looked up and said slowly to her husband who was sweating beads on his forehead.

In fact, Wei Zheng said this sentence to Li Xian in tears. The beautiful woman who is crying and drunk with pear blossoms has always easily crushed her husband's heart, which is full of malaise and mixed feelings!

"Okay, okay." Xianqi responded to her, her voice was vaguely choked, and she tightened the strength of her heart, and emotionally hugged his wife deeper into her arms, Kuang tightened, "Our daughter, no matter whether she will live in the future whether she is sad or happy, expensive or cheap, let this name swear for her forever!" After a pause, there was precipitation inside, and the two eyebrows suddenly gathered, and the tone was rare fortitude, and with a tenacity, "Let her, and let us never forget this long period of bitter and boundless purgatory-like days that are being soaked...... Will there be an end to such days? Will it? Finally, the strength of this rediscovered man was only for a moment, and at the end of the day, it was replaced by a hesitation without a landing. The words continued, and Li Xian murmured unconsciously.

Is he asking? Ask whom, ask the sky? Ask fate? Ask the Empress Wu? Scold...... It's better to say to yourself!

Confused! Trapped in this seemingly endless dry situation, deep in this muddy nightmare, the day of the day, the fear and the horror of the day, this is the black as iron, bottomless grave like confusion.

Sometimes, being able to "be prepared for danger in times of peace" is the happiest and most satisfying thing in heaven and earth! Because it is this simple word "An", which does not ask for anything, only reflects the simplest stability of the present world, in fact, it has always been the most rare and the most unstoppable envy!

Hearing her husband's heavy and weak voice, Wei Zheng suddenly stopped crying. Sometimes this seemingly weak woman is actually far more proud and heroic than her man!

Soon, her face returned to the same strength as Su Ri: "There will be an end, it will be." Wei Zheng said word by word, fixedly, "We will be better and happier than before!" Even in her heart, she was confused and didn't know where to find the answer.

If one day, the sky is not good, and the poor favor is given to the poor couple now, what kind of rich and colorful stroke will the prosperous Tang Dynasty be deeply outlined by them?

When things have not really happened in front of us, what kind of road will the road ahead, sad and bitter, hard, no one can say clearly! Also, it's never been clear......