After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Sitting in front of the window and reading this little poem, Li Chenan felt happy.

It's just that the word "golden needle" is quite inappropriate.

Should be changed to a golden pestle!
Crush the peach blossom stamens with a golden pestle,
Don’t dare to frown loudly!
Forget it, that's it, respect the original work.

He stood up, opened the door, and stepped out, someone bumped into him!

"ah……!"

Wu Qin took two steps back, leaning against the fence with his waist, his little face turned red!

Li Chenan's heart was filled with excitement and he walked over with a smile on his face.

Very close to Wu Qin.

Wu Qin's head dropped lower, his heart pounding.

Could this little loli have come here out of curiosity this early in the morning to check out the apartment?

Not really.

Wu Qin just came over to ask Li Chenan to get up and have breakfast.

However, the moment Li Chenan opened the door, she glanced into the room.

She didn't expect that there were several people on that small bed!

As for the few that she didn't see clearly, she had already bumped into Li Chenan.

She instinctively put her arms in front of her chest, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Wu Qin did not practice martial arts, and she was slightly shorter than the other four Xiao Baozi.

But her skin looked more delicate.

Especially on this cold winter morning.

At this timid time.

Li Chenan moved his index finger.

He stretched out a hand and hooked Wu Qin's chin.

Wu Qin's head was raised, and his face became even redder.

When it enters the eyes, it will cause skin that can be broken by blows.

Li Chenan leaned over and kissed Wu Qin's forehead with a bang.

He opened Wu Qin's hands that were protecting his chest. The cotton-padded clothes were a little thick and the mountains were slightly visible.

He chuckled.

"Look at my dragon grip!"

"ah……!"

Wu Qin exclaimed, his whole body trembling as if struck by lightning.

Li Chenan laughed loudly, it was really fun to tease this little loli.

You still need to be patient...

He leaned over and chanted slowly in Wu Qin's ear:

"In the future, we will be like mandarin ducks.

The brocade was turned red.

When the rain stops and the clouds settle,
It’s hard to handle,

Turn it over on people.

So long and so big,

So thick and fat,

Squash...the little girl! "

Wu Qin was greatly embarrassed.

Face red and ears red,

This educated hooligan...

So sultry!
She raised her head sharply, looked up at Li Chenan's evil face, puffed up her chest, and whispered:

"Now!"

"……not now!"

"When?"

Li Chenan pinched Wu Qin's earlobe, and the little Loli suddenly couldn't bear it.

"Wait until the spring comes and the flowers bloom!"

"At that time, the grass was green and the mountains and streams were good,"

Li Chenan hugged Wu Qin into his arms, hugged her tightly, let go, and took a step back.

Looking at Wu Qin's misty eyes, he whispered again:

"I take a bath with my beloved concubine!"

He quickly turned around and left.

Wu Qin looked at his back, crossed his legs, bit his lips, and chuckled.

……

……

Li Chen came to the pavilion in the back garden with peace of mind and satisfaction.

sit down.

A pot of tea was brewed.

He took out from his arms the letter from Zhao Hanyue that Wei Xuanmo had handed to him last night. The envelope contained a few beautiful words:

Dear Chen An!

Chen'an... Without the surname, he seemed even more friendly.

He opened the envelope, took out a piece of paper, and unfolded it:
"After hesitating for a long time, I still think I should write you a letter."

"It's not about thanking you. You are already the emperor of Ningguo. The words "thank you" don't mean much when they are put on paper. It's better to keep them in your heart."

"It's late at night and the snow is very heavy. I think you have fallen asleep in the gentle land, but I have no sleep at all."

"I really like the paper crane you gave me, and I also really like the poem you wrote me."

"I will always carry the paper crane with me. That poem is engraved in my heart."

"I really want to go to Yujing City to see you in this snowy season. I really want to, but I can't make the trip."

"Maybe this is because people can't help themselves in the world."

"At this time, I wish I was not the princess of the Yue Kingdom. I wish I was the daughter of an ordinary family."

"Remembering the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala that year, I suddenly feel warm in my heart."

"It rained that night, but you were like a bright star!"

"You said that since God gave birth to me, Li Chen'an, I will surely dominate the literary world for five thousand years... I thought it was your youth's arrogance, but later I realized that our knowledge was too shallow."

"You said that people will eventually die. It may be lighter than a feather, or it may be heavier than Mount Tai!"

"You said, if the night is too dark, use your dark eyes to look for that glimmer of light! Or... wait quietly for dawn!"

"I understand what you said now...but I can't wait quietly. I must take the initiative to find that glimmer of light."

"Perhaps I am going to die, but if it can be heavier than Mount Tai, I will have nothing to fear."

"If I can come back safely, I hope that on a Mid-Autumn Festival in a certain year in the future, there will be no rain and a full moon, and I will raise a glass to you to welcome the moon."

"I'm leaving at dawn."

"Leave the Four Winds City and go on an unknown, foggy, and thorny road."

"I am not saying this to gain your sympathy, but I am just letting you know that I am brave sometimes."

"I'm going to chase my life."

"Wish me luck!"

"Chen'an...my love!"

"It's dawn, goodbye!"

The writing is beautiful.

There is a heavy love between the lines.

Or rather, attachment.

She is still a little girl!

She should have lived as happily as Wu Qin, but she had to bear a burden that was unbearable for her.

Can she win the battle for Yue's imperial power?
Li Chenan has no expectations for this, because the struggle for imperial power is dark, cruel, and bloody!
And she, Zhao Hanyue...

She really doesn't have Wu Zetian's scheming and means!

She was never the one playing chess from beginning to end.

She has always been a pawn!
Wei Xuanmo said that she had met her father Qiao Zitong once, and perhaps they had reached an agreement...

Is this thing negotiable?

Qiao Zitong's intention is probably to use Zhao Hanyue's hand to control Yue's Shence Army!
Hey……!
Just call the sheep Duoduo!

What is your name, Zhao Hanyue?
Light is often just a fire in the distance!

Seekers have the most moths!
Li Chenan turned around and went to the study, took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and wrote a line of words very seriously:

"My bottom line is that Zhao Hanyue cannot die!"

This is to be delivered to Qiao Zitong through the Dark Night Guard.

He did not write the word father.

Maybe it's unfamiliar.

Maybe it’s the conflict deep in my heart!
Father and son are a magical pair.

As both males, fathers are often the idols that children worship when they are young.

But when the child reaches adulthood, the idea of ​​challenging his father's authority gradually arises in his heart.

This idea will become stronger and stronger as the age increases, which is reflected in the fact that father and son talk less and less.

What's more, Qiao Zitong did not accompany the original owner of Li Chenan's childhood, and he has not even met him yet.

From Li Chenan's point of view, he was disdainful of what Qiao Zitong did in Yue Kingdom!

It's just that since Qiao Zitong has done this and given Ning Guo more time to recuperate, he is also happy to see the result.

The wind has stopped and the snow has settled.

The servants in the Plum Garden knew that the master liked snow, so there was no one to sweep the snow in the Plum Garden.

Holding the tea cup and looking up, the quiet garden was completely white.

In the flawless white snow, the red of plum blossoms becomes more and more conspicuous.

Just like in the dark night, there is a fire in the distance.

A moth flies into a fire... should it be sympathy?

Or praise its tragic pursuit of light?

Li Chenan couldn't make a conclusion.

I just feel that those who have the courage to die deserve respect.

He found that he was not such a person.

He was always afraid of dying again.

He is even more attached to this gentle countryside.

And he is not a hero. (End of chapter)