All Over the World To Save My Wife

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    "Hahaha! It's so funny...I didn't expect that the famous God of War would die in the hands of his lover. It's really interesting, interesting!"

    The harsh and arrogant laughter kept ringing in her ears.

    "Shut up! You're courting death!"

    Ling Yan stared at her bloodshot eyes, looking around like a ghost.

    The blood dripped down her fingertips, and the body that had lost all vitality lay quietly in her arms, very well behaved.

    "Go into the devil...kill these gods who are forcing you. If it wasn't for them, how could Lord God of War die?"

    The voice became very seductive in an instant, soft and low like a sympathetic whisper.

    "Kill...them..."

    As if bewitched, she followed in a whisper.

    "Mr. nightmare again..."

    Someone seemed to hear a low sigh in the distance, instantly calming all anxiety.

    "Your Majesty is worried again."

    As soon as she woke up, Ling Yan saw Gu Zhong leaning on the edge of the bed and holding a book, just like in the north.

    "In fact, Mr. has been born and died for me several times. It was like this in Beiling, and it is like this now. I want to ask Mr., why is this?"

    Gu Zhong leaned down and looked at her quietly, so close that she could see her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly feathers, so close that she could see her faint The reflection in Ruo Xingchen's eyes.

    It was full, and there was only one of her.

    "It's just..."

    Ling Yan felt that her heart lost the rhythm of mobilization, she almost couldn't hold her breath, she turned her head evasively and said as calmly as possible.

    "Sir...do you really think so?"

    Gu Zhong straightened up, tilted his head slightly, and looked at those who dared not look directly at her.

    "Nature."

    "Speaking of which, I have visited Qinghe in the past few days, and I have seen something interesting."

    The emperor suddenly jumped the topic.

    "Don't you ask what it is, sir?"

    “…what is it?”

    I was stared at by those obsidian eyes, just waiting for her to ask a question. Ling Yan was finally defeated.

    "There is a pavilion in Qinghe County, who is a red-sleeve recruit."

    Ling Yan's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

    "Your Majesty!"

    "The girls in the museum are both beautiful and talented, not much less than the famous prostitutes in the capital. The interesting thing is that this restaurant only accepts female guests. Sir, do you know why? "

    Gu Zhong ignored her exclamation and continued speaking to herself. After speaking, he looked at the person on the bed seriously again.

    “…”

    In such a famous place, Ling Yan knew that this was a brothel for women, for some ladies from aristocratic families with unusual hobbies.

    I don't know who is not afraid of death, and dare to mention it in Gu Zhong's ear.

    For a while, Ling Yan only felt that her mind was stripped naked and spread out in front of Gu Zhong.

    The boundless panic soaked her heart and lungs, and it was difficult for her to speak for a long time.

    "Sir, have a good rest, I'll come back later."

    Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Gu Zhong chuckled lightly and walked out of the door briskly.

    In exchange for Ling Yan's puzzlement, what is the joy of this? The emperor's mind is really hard to fathom.

    Every time she accompanies Gu Zhong on tour, Ling Yan spends half of the time recovering from her injuries, and the follow-up troubles outside still have nothing to do with her.

    The words that the commander shouted before the assassination failed were too deliberate, it sounded like a remnant of the previous dynasty, but after careful inspection, it had nothing to do with it.

    Although the assassin has two parties, he must not be from the previous dynasty.

    Gu Zhong took over the Xuanying Guard from Gu Di. This guard was only used for escorting, but she used it as a spy. Qinghe County was turned upside down. Any suspicion Never let go.

    Under the strong inspection of the imperial power, the mastermind of the assassination has nowhere to hide.

    I hope that the new emperors who implement the New Deal will be buried here forever, so that they can resume their former glory. After all, not everyone is willing to give up their power and interests.

    But the emperor survived, and these families no longer need to exist.

    Gu Zhong originally only wanted to evolve gradually. It seems that the lessons of Beiling are not enough. They are all things that remember what to eat and not to fight. They are kind enough to them, and they only get worse.

    With the power of thunder, Gu Zhong dealt with all the participants. This time, she showed no mercy, and ordered the three tribes to be swayed. Enke was able to make up for the lack of the court.

    The only thing that is worrying is that the last team of assassins who escaped was nowhere to be found. Under the torture, none of them recognized them, and they could only temporarily close the case.

    Ling Yan knew where it came from, but she still hadn't figured it out. What can Chen Moxian get out of this?

    When everything settled down, Gu Zhong carried a box of wine and vegetables in a good mood and stepped into Ling Yan's yard.

    "Today my heart is very happy, sir, please celebrate with me."

    "I'm not drinking enough, so I won't be drinking your majesty today."

    Ling Yan first charged, she was afraid of drinking and could not control herself to do anything more irreparable.

    "Sir, it's okay to have a drink. This wine is clear and not intoxicating."

    Gu Zhong filled her a glass on his own, and the emperor poured the wine himself, how could he not drink it.

    Ling Yan could only drank with a blank face under Gu Zhong's close watch, and then clasped the wine glass on the table with her backhand.

    "Just a cup." She said firmly.

    "Okay, Mr. Yi."

    Gu Zhong smiled happily, coaxed, and kept giving her vegetables in his hands,

    "Congratulations, Your Majesty, I have a major event in my mind. You can also enjoy this delicious wine."

    "You can only steal some free time here. After returning to Beijing, you will not be so free."

    "However, staying in the palace is the safest for Your Majesty."

    "Yes...there are always people who want to peel my skin and eat my flesh, and want to take my life every moment...Sir, I am always afraid that one day, I will leave this world silently and silently. I can't even say goodbye..."

    "No!"

      Own the world. If this **** doesn't want to grant you, it's time to change the dynasty."

    "Your Majesty is worried about... Witchcraft?"

    Ling Yan thought more deeply.

    "Do you know, sir, what did the royal father tell me before he died?"

    "Emperor?" Ling Yan listened quietly.

     "My father's illness is strange and sudden. It's because of rebellion..."

    "Look, Mr. is frightened? But this **** is not a true god, but a belief of the believers. It is true that the Gu family has an inexplicable relationship with Shamanism. I once He thought that his father had always been upright and upright, but he didn't think that he had also practiced the witchcraft of witchcraft.

    The so-called betrayal of gods is nothing more than no longer believing in witch gods. Xu Shi discovered the shamanism's wolf-child ambitions. After his father became emperor, he did not fulfill his promise to make it the state religion, but he was also concerned about the secret methods of the shamanism and did not dare to suppress it.

    Last year's feast was the last warning of witchcraft. The royal father had a secret conversation with Da Wu Zhu that night, but he still rejected the unreasonable request of the witch religion.

    Unexpectedly, when the oath was signed, the poison had already been planted. Once the contract was breached, the mother gu would motivate him, and there would be no other solution than the death of Huangquan. "

    After listening to the secret story about the real cause of Gu Di's death, Ling Yan had a clear feeling.

    It turned out that the so-called story of being angry with sisters was not to be taken seriously. I was afraid that the witch religion was the real source, but it helped Chen Moxian just right at that time.

    So, what kind of deal will there be between Chen Moxian and the Shamanism?

      Yes, the importance lies in the close relationship among them.

      Whether it is still dominated by witchcraft is unknown.

    "Why should your Majesty be worried? No matter how treacherous the Witchcraft is, since you have the heart to be prepared, you will definitely not be restrained by it. Once you reach seven inches, you will be able to sit back and relax. "

    Ling Yan's solemn consolation.

    "?" Gu Zhong blinked his eyes a little slowly, a little dumbfounded, she was actually being led astray by her husband.

    She only wanted to sigh about the shortness of life and the impermanence of life and death, but she just went to the business.

    "Huh?" A drop of water suddenly fell on Lingyan's cheek, she raised her head and looked at the night sky where there were no stars and moon today.

    "It's raining?"

    Gu Zhong spread out his palm to catch the raindrops, a dampness soaked through her palm.

    The dense raindrops fell faster and faster, and soon they were woven into thin rain curtains, which wet the clothes of the two.

     "Sir's injuries are not yet healed, hurry up and enter the house!"

    Gu Zhong hilariously raised the food box to cover Ling Yan's head to cover her from the rain, but it was of no use, but made Ling Yan laugh.

    The two walked hurriedly across the courtyard and entered Ling Yan's bedroom to shelter from the rain. They called for someone to heat up the soup, but when they turned around, they saw that Gu Zhong was starting to take off the wet clothes on his own. Phi, Ling Yan felt a little dizzy, and quickly lowered her eyes.

    "I'm susceptible to wind chills after the rain, sir, may I find two sets of dry clothes?"

    Gu Zhong walked to her and gently supported Ling Yan's shoulder.

    "I'll go here!"

    Ling Yan felt the place being held by Gu Zhong was scorching hot, she responded quickly, and hurriedly walked towards the inner room, Gu Zhong calmly followed behind her.

    "Your Majesty...why did you follow me?"

    Ling Yan became more and more flustered, she held the door frame to block Gu Zhong.

    "Change clothes!" Gu Zhong answered confidently.

    "Your Majesty may stay in the front room for a moment."

    "It's cold there, not to mention, have you seen anyone changing clothes in the front room, sir? What should I do if I get hit by a servant?"

    Gu Zhong asked innocently and doubtfully, leaving Ling Yan speechless, helplessly defeated. Just let her in.

    He took out a set of white middle clothes from Zhangmu's wardrobe and gave it to Gu Zhong.

    "Then Your Majesty will change clothes here first, and the minister will go outside to avoid first." After speaking, she wanted to avoid outside.

    "Sir." Gu Zhong stood upright at the door, motionless.

    "Your Majesty?"

    "Is it some kind of beast?"

    Gu Zhong watched her seriously.

    "...not..."

    Ling Yan muffled, avoiding her eyes.

    "Then why do you avoid it like a snake? No one is waiting for me to change my clothes..."

    Gu Zhong took a step forward and whispered in Ling Yan's ear.

    "Your Majesty...what do you mean?" Ling Yan's hand trembled uncontrollably.

    "I just want to ask, why is it? Sir, can you take your life for me? But you don't want to open your heart to me?"

    Gu Zhong asked again the question that Ling Yan had vaguely asked about that day, but she did not say anything about me.

    At this time, she is just a child who needs to be satisfied.

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    The author has something to say:

    First of all, let me say, um, once caring about death, it was not Ling Yan's real hand. It's not that the abuse of the wife is cool for a while!

    What's going to happen in the next chapter, you know...but, maybe, it's time to turn on the light, Assi!