Bai Cunxiao said: "You bastards, why are you hanging so much? You're just a bunch of trash. ”

However, no matter how annoyed Bai Cunxiao was, those Tang Zhaozong's subordinates were not too afraid of them.

Because, that Tang Zhaozong's subordinates, they knew that Hu Duoduo or Bai Cunxiao, and they knew that Tang Zhangwei would not be able to kill all of them.

Although, that Tang Zhaozong's subordinates, they knew that they were all people from the rivers and lakes, and they also knew that they were not able to see the light, but they also knew that the South American administrative region of the Tang Dynasty, they would definitely not wipe out all of them.

After all, there are some things, that Tang Zhangwei, or that Bai Cunxiao, or even that Hu Duoduo is inconvenient for them to do, they can still come forward to help Tang Zhangwei of the Tang Dynasty to do some things, it is because they can do these things that they feel that they have the need to exist, so they speak so hard.

Of course, that Hu Duoduo was not aware of this at first. When that Hu Duoduo came to the South American administrative region of Datang, she got the trust of that Tang Zhangwei.

At this time, Hu Duoduo's parents also came to join Hu Duoduo.

That Hu Duoduo's mother is a confused woman, this guy is not only confused, but also addicted to gambling.

When a person is involved in that gambling, her whole body is basically ruined.

It was precisely because that mother was such a bastard that Hu Duoduo had to join the army.

Hu Duoduo is a girl, but when she was growing up, no one regarded her as a girl.

His eyes turned to look at her, and his voice became relaxed and calm.

"Then she died. That way, you're going to be able to do it, aren't you? "Well, how can you talk like that," she said, her voice high, obviously stinged, tears about to flow. You know how much I love her! "No, I can't say I know that. It's a surprise, but of course you deserve praise because you've always loved bad white people, but at the end of the day you finally got to know her good. "How can you say that? Of course I used to respect her! You are not. You didn't understand her the way I did! People like you won't understand her---- how good she is----" "Really? Not necessarily. "She cares about everyone but herself---- and her last words are about you." He looked back at her, his eyes shining with sincerity.

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"What did she say?"

"Hmm, let's not talk about it now, Tang Zhangwei."

"Tell me."

His voice was calmer, but he squeezed her wrist so hard that it hurt her. She didn't want to tell him, because she didn't think of a way to bring the topic of her love for him into the question. But his hands were clenched too tightly.

"She said---- she said---- 'Be nice to Captain Butler---- he loves you so much.'" He stared at her, lowering her wrist. His eyelids drooped, and all that was left was a dark patch under his face. Then he suddenly got up, went to the window, drew the curtains, and stared intently out, as if he had seen something other than the fog.

"Did she say anything else?" He asked without looking back.

"She begged me to take care of Xiaobo, and I said I would, like taking care of my own children." "What else?" "She said---- Tang Zhaozong---- she begged me to take care of Tang Zhaozong." He was silent for a moment, then smiled softly.

"With my ex-wife's permission, it's convenient, isn't it?" "What do you mean by that?" He turned, and though she was confused, she was surprised that there was no mocking look on his face. There was no interest in his face either, as one would do at the end of a boring comedy.

"I think I understand enough. Miss Melanie is dead. You must have good reasons to divorce me, and doing so will not do much damage to your reputation. You don't have much left, so the church doesn't care. Then---- Tang Zhaozong and your dreams have become a reality with Miss Meilan's blessing. "Divorce," she shouted. No! No! She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she jumped up and ran to grab his arm. Well, you're completely wrong, very wrong!

I don't want a divorce at all---- I ----" she couldn't find anything else to say, so she had to stop.

He reached out to hold her chin, gently lifted her face to the light, and then looked her in the eye for a moment. She looked up at him as if her whole heart was in her eyes, and her lips trembled and she couldn't speak. She really didn't know what to say, for she was looking for a corresponding expression of passion and hope and joy on his face. Now, he must know! But her eagerly searching eyes found the same swarthy face that often made her twist expressionlessly. He lowered his hand from her chin, then turned and walked to his chair, where he sat down limply, his chin hanging down to his chest, his eyes looking up at her blankly from under his dark eyebrows.

She followed him to his chair and stood in front of him with her hands twisted.

"You're wrong," she said again, pondering what to say. "Tang Zhangwei, as soon as I understand tonight, I will run all the way home to tell you. Well, dear, I ----" "You're tired," he said, still looking at her. "You'd better go to sleep." "But I have to tell you!" "Empress He," he said heavily and slowly, "I don't want to hear you---- I don't want to hear anything. "But you don't know what I'm going to say." "My darling, is that not in your face? Something, someone, that made you understand that the unfortunate Mr. Wilkes is a fruit from the Dead Sea, too big for you to chew on. In this way, I suddenly seem fresh in front of you, as if I have a little taste. He sighed slightly.

"It's useless for you to talk about this."

She gasped in surprise. Indeed, he often saw through her with ease. She had been annoyed by this before, but this time, after the initial shock, she was so happy and relieved. Now that he knew and understood, her job was much easier. I really don't need to talk about it! Of course, he would be saddened by her coldness, and of course he would be suspicious of her sudden change. She had to please him affectionately, love him passionately, to convince him, and it would be fun to do so!

"My dear, I'm going to tell you everything," she said, leaning closer to him as she rested her hands on the armrests of his chair. "I was so wrong before, what a big fool----" "Queen He, don't be like this. There's no need to whisper to me like that. I can't stand it.

It's best to leave us a little dignity, a little silent reflection, as a memorial of our married life in the past few years. Excuse us from this last scene. She jerked herself up, sparing us this last scene? What does he mean by this "last act"? At last? This is their first act, their beginning.

"But I'll tell you," she hurried after her, as if she were afraid that he would put his hand over her mouth and prevent her from speaking. "Well, Tang Zhangwei, how I love you, dear!

I should have loved you for years, but I was such a fool that I didn't know that before. Tang Zhangwei, you have to believe me! He looked at her standing in front of him, and after a long while, he kept reading her heart through. She noticed belief in his eyes, but he didn't seem to be interested. Phew, did he have bad intentions towards her this time? Will you torture her, take revenge on her with her own sins?

"Well, I believe you," he said at last. "But what about Tang Zhaozong?" "Tang Zhaozong!" She said, gesturing impatiently. "I don't believe I've been interested in him over the years---- That's ----, that's a habit I've been exposed to since I was a child. Tang Zhangwei, if I understood that he was actually such a person, I would never even think about being interested in him. He was such a pale man of inaction, even though he often babbled on about truth, reputation, and ----" and "no," Mr. Tong said. "If you really want to see what kind of person he is, you have to be honest. He was a superior man, but he was deceived by the world he couldn't adapt to, but he was still struggling in vain according to the laws of the past world. "Well, Tang Zhangwei, let's not talk about him! What's the point of him now?

Don't you want to know----I mean, I'm ---- now," his tired eyes made contact with her, which made her feel embarrassed like a girl in her first love, and went on no further. It would be nice if he made her feel a little lighter! How nice it would be if he could stretch out his arms so that she could fall into his arms with gratitude! If her lips could be on his, there would be no need to impress him with her vague words. But when she looked at him, she realized that he was not deliberately avoiding him, as if his energy and feelings had dried up, as if what she had said no longer meant to him.

"Would you like to?" He said. If I had heard you say these things before, I would have given God my sincere thanks. But now, it doesn't matter. "Does it matter? What are you talking about? Of course, this is very important!

Tang Zhangwei, you care about me, don't you? You must care. Mei Lan said you cared. "Well, as far as she knows, she's right. However, Queen He, have you ever thought that even the most unswerving love will wear away. She looked at him, her little mouth wide open, speechless.

You're stubborn like a bulldog, holding on to what you think you want. …… My love was drained like that. ”

"But love can't be extinguished!"

"Your love for Tang Zhaozong is like this."

"But I've never really loved Tang Zhaozong!"

"Well, you've played too much of a match---- right up until tonight.

Queen He, I am not blaming you, accusing you, condemning you. There's no need to do that anymore. So please don't defend and confess yourself in front of me. If you can listen to me for a few minutes without interrupting, I'd like to explain what I mean.

But, God knows, I don't think there's any need for an explanation. It's not obvious. She sat down, the blinding light shining on her pale, confused face. She stared into the eyes she knew so well, but she didn't understand, and listened to him say something in a calm tone that she didn't understand at first. It was the first time he had spoken to her with such an attitude, as if one person was talking to another, just like a person talking to someone else, and the harsh, mocking, and incomprehensible words of the past were gone.

"Have you ever thought that I am loving you with the highest degree of love that a man can reach for a woman, and I have loved you for so many years before finally getting you. During the war I was ready to leave and forget about you, but I couldn't do it, so I had to come back often. I think I'll kill him. I love you, but I can't let you know. Empress He, you are always cruel to those who love you. You accept their love and hold it up as a whip on their heads. And yet in all these words. The only thing that meant to her was that he loved her. She could smell a faint warm response from his tone, and she felt joy and excitement again. She sat there quietly listening, waiting.

"When I married you, I knew you didn't love me. I know about Tang Zhaozong, and you know that. But I was so stupid that I thought I could still make you love me. Just laugh, if you're happy, but then I really want to take care of you, pamper you, give you everything you want. I'm going to marry you, protect you, and let you do whatever you want with whatever you want---- just as I did with Bonnie. Take that risk. I think Tang Zhaozong will gradually disappear from your heart. But," he shrugged, "I have tried everything to no avail, and I still love you very much, Queen Ho, as long as you give me a chance, I will love you as a man can try to do when he loves a woman." But I can't let you know, because if you do, you'll think I'm weak and deceitful, and you'll use my love against me. Moreover, Tang Zhaozong has always been there. It's driving me crazy. I can't sit face-to-face with you to eat every night, because I know that you want Tang Zhaozong to sit in my seat. And you're never very comforting. My dear. "Hmm, Tang Zhangwei. ......" Empress He was annoyed when she heard Bai Cunxiao's name, and couldn't help but want to interject, but Tang Zhangwei waved his hand to stop her and continued to talk by herself.

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