Early morning.

The golden rooster is dawning.

Li Changsheng got up early in the morning and led Dugu Jialuo out of the inn.

Although it was only the middle of the day, the streets were already full of traffic.

There are those who sell breakfast, there are stalls, there are those who go to the market to pull goods, there are those who come back, and there are fortune tellers... Wait a minute.

Don't ask them why they get up so early.

Because poor!

"Where are we going?"

Outside the inn, Dugu Jialuo took Li Changsheng's arm and asked.

"Go home."

Li Changsheng replied, while arranging the collar of his clothes, he used his afterglow to appreciate Dugu Jialuo's face of the falling geese.

Today's Dugu Jialuo is a little less childish than yesterday, and a little more charming, like a freshly ripe fruit, waiting to be picked.

Sensing Li Changsheng's gaze, Dugu Jialuo's phoenix eyes were raised, his lips were slightly raised, and he deliberately straightened his chest, so that the young man could see the truth:

"Does Hongu look better the more you look at it?"

"Yes."

Li Changsheng nodded vigorously and gave a pertinent evaluation:

"Beautiful."

Knowing that Li Changsheng would not lie, when he got this evaluation, Dugu Jialuo smiled like a blooming epiphany, Gufang I.

"Eh, Hongu asked you."

But it was short-lived, Dugu Jialuo couldn't laugh for more than three seconds, then put away his coquettish smile, pressed Li Changsheng's arm, and asked as if with deep meaning:

"If you don't say hello, you will rashly take this palace home, you are not afraid that your lady will not like this palace and will seek death and life with you?"

Read between the lines.

At first glance, it sounded like Dugu Jialuo was afraid that she would affect Li Changsheng's family harmony, but in fact, she was asking: Who do you help me and my sisters!

Hearing the question, Li Changsheng's body trembled reflexively.

[Familiar question...]

[That's right... It's the master...]

[The daily question with the master is a concept of "Suppose the teacher and your mother can't swim and fall into the water at the same time, who do you save first"! 】

Li Changsheng pulled out his arm like an electric shock and looked at Dugu Jialuo in horror.

He has a psychological shadow on these kinds of issues, a very large psychological shadow.

Because he never answered the question correctly.

However, what really makes Li Changsheng have a shadow on this kind of question is not the wrong answer question itself, but the wrong answer to the question...

Punish!

As long as the answer is wrong, the master will force himself...

Then she drank it all without a drop.

Three questions a day, three times a day.

The good name is said: three provinces and my body.

Could it be that women like to ask this kind of question?

Not even the princess?

"What's wrong?"

Dugu Jialuo never imagined that a question he asked casually could make Li Changsheng tremble like this.

After being stunned for a while, Dugu Jialuo, who came back to his senses, hurriedly hugged the young man, rubbed his chest, and comforted him delicately:

"This palace just asked casually, what are you panicking about? If you really don't want to answer, don't answer, okay, baby. ”

After a few days of getting along, Dugu Jialuo discovered one thing:

Although Li Changsheng is ruthless, devotive, and knowledgeable, when it comes to emotional matters, he is as white as a blank piece of paper.

No, it shouldn't be said to be a blank piece of paper, a blank sheet of paper is not appropriate.

More like a blank sheet of paper than a blank slate... Mouse!

Yes, timid as a mouse!

When it comes to the topic of the relationship between men and women, Li Changsheng immediately seems to have changed as a person, and he can make a noise at the slightest disturbance.

This kind of Li Changsheng made Dugu Jialuo feel distressed.

She couldn't imagine what a person had been through to become like this.

"I... It's okay. ”

Under Dugu Jialuo's appeasement, Li Changsheng gradually regained his calm.

He also remembered that this was the mortal world, and the person who asked him the question was the Turkic princess Dugu Jialuo, not his master.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously:

"Wan'er, they're not that kind of person."

"Besides, the princess is not my mother, the princess is the princess of Shibi Khan, and the princess has a princess, and this seat is just borrowed."

Syllable.

One sentence made Dugu Jialuo's delicate body tremble, Li Changsheng is a boy who is good at making women mad.

"Li Changsheng, you are really the one!"

"Co-authored Bengong just felt sorry for you?"

Dugu Jialuo's pretty face turned white and black, raised his jade hand, spared no effort to beat Li Changsheng's chest, and roared:

"How many times has Hongu said it? Don't call the princess of the palace! Do you have to remind this palace all the time, this palace is a married woman? ”

"I think it's exciting."

Li Changsheng was still reciprocating, and he grabbed Dugu Jialuo's buttocks fiercely, sniffed the fragrance of his palm, and said with a smile:

"The princess of the Turkic Khan."

"Phew, Shaft!"

On the buttocks, the hot pain rolled, Dugu Jialuo's face was red as if he was about to drip blood, but he had nothing to do with Li Changsheng, so he could only complain powerlessly:

"You, you are simply not a son of man!"

"Abductive wives and daughters, how are you different from that Cao thief?"

Li Changsheng automatically blocked the point and asked;

"What is a thief?"

Dugu Jialuo: ......

God, come and take this demon!

"Li Changsheng, okay, you can do it!"

Dugu Jialuo's silver teeth are about to be crushed:

"Count the palace as cheap, stop the topic."

"Inexplicable."

Li Changsheng rolled his eyes, stopped speaking, and dragged Dugu Jialuo into the crowd.

"Where are you going to drag Hongu to?"

"Go home."

"Where is your home?"

"Ziwei Palace."

At that moment, Dugu Jialuo's mouth was open enough to stuff a Li Changsheng:

Mingtang is in Ziwei Palace.

Wu Zetian is in Ziwei Palace.

Li Changsheng is also the unique regent of the Great Zhou.

Combined with all this, an extremely absurd idea was born in Dugu Jialuo's mind:

He, can't he really be Wu Zetian's man?

…

When the two of them went to Ziwei Palace, a team of seven people quickly whipped up and entered Ziwei Palace first, and no one stopped them.

Because they had a flag around their waists.

The banner had seven big characters written on it:

Eight hundred miles of border customs urgent!

In Ziwei Palace, everyone raised their hearts.

Most of these messengers sent the battle situation at the border pass.

No one knows if these messengers bring good news, or...

Bad news!

Inside the Golden Luang Palace.

The ministers looked at it with solemn faces.

on the throne.

Although Wu Zetian was unhappy and angry on the surface, Shangguan Wan'er, who served her closely, still saw her clenched jade fist under her dragon robe.

The situation of the border war is related to the livelihood of a country, and no one can treat it with common heart.

"Step... Trample... Tread..."

Everyone stepped on the middle, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded in the distance.

Here it comes!

The ministers took a deep breath.

The horse's hooves approached, looming outlines, people have not arrived, and the sound has come first:

"Report!"

"Frontier victory!"

"Shibi Khan announces his abdication!"

"The Nomad Alliance has announced its disbandment!"

"Turkic Khanate, surrendered!"

Swish.

Everyone was stunned.

With a notification, the huge court seemed to have become a calm lake.

What?

Did they hear it right?

Did the messenger report a mistake?

Wu Zetian was full of willow eyebrows, and after a few breaths, he stretched again.

She thought that her man had gone to the border a few days ago.

The man she believed in and regarded as a god.

"Is that you? Phoenix. ”

The horse's hooves are near.

Seven messengers have arrived outside the Golden Luang Temple.

Several people dismounted, knelt on one knee, could not hide the joy on their faces, and reported:

"Your Majesty, my lords."

"Frontier victory!"

"Shibi Khan announces his abdication!"

"The Nomad Alliance has announced its disbandment!"

"Turkic Khanate, surrendered!"

The second announcement was as if a stone had been thrown into the calm lake.

The court is boiling.

"What's the situation?"

"Really surrendered?"

"Won before the fight started?"

"Don't say anything, come to the official mansion to drink at night, let's get drunk and rest!"

Those officials who usually rely on their identities and pretend to be posturing have lost their elegance at the moment.

They are like sparrows, chattering and sharing their joy with their colleagues.

No matter how they fight inwardly and how they struggle for power, they are still unanimous in their external affairs in the face of the nation-state and the major issues of right and wrong.

Therefore, when they learned that the country was safe and the war would be peaceful, they were all happy from the bottom of their hearts.

On the throne, Wu Zetian looked at the cheering officials, but the tip of his nose was sore, and he almost cried:

"You've protected me again... My man... Phoenix! ”