The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog,

Jieshi Xiaoxiang infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon,

The setting moon shakes the river trees.

- "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" Zhang Ruoxu

Three years of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, Chunjiang, Hongzhou.

Looking at the rippling river, a young man was suddenly exposed on the surface of the Spring River.

The young man had wet bangs, a charming and playful face, and a pair of deep watery eyes, which were the spring river water and moonlight water sliding down Fuqing's shoulders.

The young man [Fuqing] in the middle of the river looks like he is only three or six years old, eighteen years old.

Eighteen-year-old Fuqing is very smart and sharp, and has completed many invention experiments for his parents.

For example, this one-day trip experiment of Tang Huazhang.

Smart Fuqing, I soon found a very important problem in the experiment.

That is, the time is frozen, the three years of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty, and the address is in Chunjiang, Hongzhou, yes. But it seems that Fuqing's parents forgot to set a way for Fuqing to go back.

Originally, I said to Fuqing that I would take a day trip, but the result was indeed a one-time trip, and there was no trip back to the Tang Dynasty.

Fuqing felt that it was okay to put on her clothes, her clothes were not tight or wide, she was refreshing and not greasy with the spring breeze, and there was a feminine fragrance.

Looking at the handover of the mountains and the moon, it is like a Ferris wheel standing in the middle of the river.

With the ripples of the blue water sneaking into the reeds, Fu Qing planned to leave the flowers, moon and night in front of him.

"It's broken! On the road to the Tang Dynasty. The excitement of patronizing! I would forget to ask my father how I could go back. As he spoke, Fu Qing's eyes looked at a field of reeds in the distance.

The brightest star in the night sky, nestled against the edge of the moon, white and round. The moonlight shines on the river, and the ripples on the banks of the spring river, the tall and dense reeds moan weakly. Listen carefully again to make sure, there is someone in the reeds in front of you.

"I see you! You come out ....... Trembling and shouting, the footsteps gradually walked towards the reeds, Fuqing can't go forward, and Fuqing will fall into the spring river in the future.

Chapter 18 of "Fuyao Shengtang" The four underground altars of the courtyard are being hit by hand, please wait for a while,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!