The most important woman is Mohan

Chapter 1

After her death, her soul wandered around, and black and white impermanence suddenly appeared in front of her. She was a little scared in her heart, but she pretended to be very indifferent on her face.

"We have been waiting for you for a long time, let's go! Lord Yama is waiting for you in the underworld!"

Bai Wuchang politely made her hairs stand on end.

Why does this sound a bit strange, how long will you wait for her?Do you want her to die early?
Wanting to protect his dignity, he got angry, looked at the iron chain in Hei Wuchang's hands, and swallowed silently—a man who knows the current affairs is a hero, and a gentleman should not be in the company of a villain...

But this impermanence of black and white is too polite to her. Could it be that the underworld also complained?The quality of service is slowly improving...

After passing through layers of darkness, she finally floated onto a small bridge with three large characters "Naihe Bridge" next to it.

Thinking of the man she was ashamed of in the previous life, she seemed to see the man who died of grief for her in the previous life waiting by the Three Lives Stone...

He silently prayed: "I would like to use a thousand years of wind, a thousand years of sun, and a thousand years of rain in exchange for her to walk by me in the next life..."

The road on the Naihe Bridge is Naihe, right and wrong never cross the Wangchuan River.There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and Po Meng will meet at the Wangxiang Terrace.

Zixuan, here I come!

In the palace of the King of Hades, she knelt down and begged the King of Hades to let her repay his love for the rest of his life.

"Are you willing to use the pain of the third generation in exchange for spending a lifetime with him?"

Yan Wang asked while shaking his legs, wondering if this memory can be deleted?

"I am willing!" Without thinking, she nodded and agreed.

She owed him too much...

"It didn't cost him thousands of years of waiting and wandering for ten generations..." The King of Hell sighed and waved his pen.

She then walked out following the black and white impermanence.

"My lord, are you not afraid that the man who has gone through the calamity will come back and burn down our hell?" the kid asked tremblingly.

"I'm not stupid, I'm just trying to scare her! This Bamboo Immortal has sacrificed too much for her, I just couldn't bear it, and just acted as a godly assist."

Hades looked at the little ghost contemptuously, of course he didn't dare to provoke this person!
"Master is brilliant!"

This deity owed too much peach blossom debts in the heavenly court. It is a good thing to go through one calamity and repay the love of the whole life. If that one is not here, they can rest more!

She went back to the Naihe Bridge and looked at the people passing by the Naihe Bridge one after another, taking the soup from Po Meng's hands with both hands.

Listening to Po Meng repeating the words countless times with no expression on her face and without raising her head: "Step up to Huangquan Road, step on Naihe Bridge; see Wangchuan River again, gather at Wangxiang Terrace. Trembling carved Sansheng Stone, a bowl of Meng Po soup; previous life If you are not staying together, you will not be destined in this life. There is no soul on the bridge, and there is no life when you think about the past. Meng Po is forgotten in the world of mortals, but I hope that I will not meet you in the next life."

Finally it was my turn. Granny Meng handed her the soup bowl, and suddenly raised her head to glance at her, which made her a little startled. She took the soup bowl and was about to drink it up, but suddenly she felt reluctant. Now, will this life still break his heart?

With a mouthful of Mengpo soup in her mouth, she puffed her cheeks and followed the crowd and walked forward. Meng Po just stared at her for a moment, sighed and did not speak, and continued her work day after day, year after year. .

With a bowl of Mengpo soup in his mouth, he wanted to find a place to spit it out secretly, but the ghost guard was too tight, so he had to figure out a way.

"Ouch!" She suddenly fell to the person in front, and was about to spit the Mengpo soup in her mouth into that person's hat, but accidentally yelled, swallowing half, she covered her face in a daze , woo woo...

Oops!What will this half remind me of?

I want to look back when I step through Naihe, and I lament when I look at my hometown.

Looking back on the three lives, tears are hard to break, but I can't forget my love to my eyes.

Raise your head and drink all the tears of this world, and pray that your next life will not be at a loss.

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"It was born, it was born..."

A group of noisy voices rang in my ears.

"very noisy!"

She turned over and continued to fall asleep. It was a rare weekend without working overtime. The phone was turned off. She wanted to sleep peacefully, but she was woken up.

"Ah..." She really wanted to cry out, but what came out was "Wow..." crying.

Suddenly opened his eyes, the world was blurred, could it be that he had worked too much overtime recently and was blinded.

Thinking of it this way scared her so much that she burst into tears.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the Queen Feng, happy to have a princess..."

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the Queen Feng, happy to have a princess..."

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the Queen Feng, happy to have a princess..."

There was a sound of congratulations mixed with the sound of clothes rubbing when kneeling to salute, and she only felt that she was hugged into a warm embrace.

"Reward! Haha... Come, let me take a good look at my eighth princess, oh, yo... Your mother's sweetheart! If you cry so loudly, you will be physically strong in the future. Empress Feng, thank you for your hard work!"

The emperor held his newborn little daughter with one hand, and gently wrapped the hand of Empress Feng who was still pale after giving birth with the other.

"This is what a servant should do!"

Although Queen Feng was physically tired, looking at her little daughter's rosy face, she felt that no matter how painful or tired she was, it was worth it!
The emperor and the empress looked at the baby in the swaddle and liked it more and more, and teased them fondly.

"Your Majesty, give the child a name!"

Empress Feng raised her eyes to look at the woman in front of her. Although she is the emperor and has many servants in the harem, she always treats him the best!

"Sit in the light and feel the shadows break, and the warmth knows how to grow up. Tomorrow, the white hemp will spread good words, and the gentle voice will surround the center of the hall. I hope my son will be safe and healthy throughout his life, full and warm, so let's call him Mo Han!"

The empress thought for a while and said, this daughter has the emperor's sister as the princess, and she doesn't need to bear the great responsibility of the country, she just needs to live happily for a lifetime.

"Mo Han, Mo Han...a good name, I have thanked His Majesty, Your Majesty."

Empress Feng loved this child very much. His eldest daughter had already been made a princess, so she only hoped that this child would be safe and happy.

The minds of the two actually coincided with each other.

At this moment, there was a sudden voice, "I have seen Your Royal Highness!"

It must be that the princess came back from school, and when she heard that she had a little sister, she rushed to see it.

"Greetings, baby, to mother and queen."

Before the two could answer, she quickly rushed to Mo You's side, "Sister? Empress, is this Fan'er's sister?"

Looking at the surprised expression on the little princess's face, the emperor did not blame her for her rudeness. In the royal family, the most difficult thing to ask for is family affection.

"That's right! This is Fan'er's younger sister——Mo Han. Fan'er must study hard to be the king of the country in the future, and protect her younger sister for the mother and father."

"Well, sister, sister will become stronger and protect you!"

The little princess gently touched Mo Han's little hand and said solemnly.

Mo Han couldn't help being amused by her, only hearing her laugh "giggle...", the little princess was so excited that she shouted "my sister laughed!"

"It seems that Han'er likes Mo Fan very much!"

Queen Feng couldn't help but said with relief, wishing the two of them could love each other all their lives.

"Fan'er also likes my sister, sister...hehe..."

Mo Fan happily held his sister's hand, it was so beautiful.

In the future, she will also be an adult and have someone to protect.

A family of four is full of happiness in the afterglow, very warm!

Mo Han finally understood her current situation. She seemed to feel that this woman should be in power from the bottom of her heart, and she seemed to be very familiar with these titles. Could it be that she read too many novels?
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PS:

①Reminder, this is Wenha, a female venerable, you should be able to tell from the title of the article, little fairies, enter with caution! (Don't go to the article on women's dignity to publish opinions such as men's superiority and women's inferiority)
②Online articles are typed out word by word by the authors. Even typos are unavoidable when typing. If they are checked out, they will be corrected in time, but if they are discovered after seven days of publication, there is no way to change them. It is good that everyone can understand , the authors are helpless.

③ I believe that the girls who can accept the setting of the Nvzunwen must not be pedantic.Some of the words in the essays on women are different from those on men. The individual words in the article are used by the author. If you don’t understand them, you can search them on Baidu. Sometimes two single verbs are combined to deliberately change their positions for emphasis. Needless to say, some public intellectuals use the wrong words to show their "extraordinary intelligence", read more books by themselves, and broaden their horizons.

(Verse quotes are marked in the remarks, which can be seen on the first website, but not displayed on third-party channels)

④Whether it is a habitual sunspot or some colleagues with dirty thoughts, there is no need to write ky and malicious negative comments on other people's books. It is better to write your own books well if you have such thoughts.There are a hundred flowers blooming in the genre of online literature, and the writing of female statues is the most difficult. Everyone should work together instead of forcing all authors away and letting this type of style disappear in the long river of online literature.

⑤ Carrots and greens have their own preferences, and each person has different understanding abilities and opinions. Those with rhythm are unnecessary. What you think is right may not be agreed by others. If you think it is not suitable for your taste, go to see others The book is just fine, it is irresponsible to others to mislead readers who have not read the book with your narrow understanding.

⑥Reading novels is for physical and mental pleasure. The readers are happy, and the author is also happy. it is good.

These words were added by me when I couldn’t bear it three years after the end of this book. Over the years, I have met many lovely readers and seen a lot of despicable human nature. Keyboard men and trolls are really everywhere.

Reading books is a matter of mutual consent. You like my books, and I like like-minded readers like you.If you don't like my writing style and stories, you can read other people's, but you don't have to deliberately slander them.Those vicious trolls, every author is eager to meet a garbage man like you, why bother to make others worry when you are unhappy?
Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, those who have malicious intentions, every word you despicable, will be returned to you twice as much by those who are more despicable than you.

Finally, I still want to thank the little fairies who accompanied me all the way. I wish everyone a happy life and sunshine everywhere.

(End of this chapter)