Queen Flower

Jiang Lan came out of Chu Qingcheng's room. The night was dark and the bright moon was in the sky. She patted her hot face and walked slowly in the cool autumn night. When the breeze blew, her chaotic mind gradually calmed down.

Alas, she couldn't help but sigh.

Now that she is completely awake, she feels very uneasy. Seeing that she seems to have really embarked on a road of no return, she feels a little stuck in her heart. Before she knew it, she had actually become the heroine of the online novel she read. Is it because the immortals set up the game too powerfully, or her own will is not firm enough?

In fact, they didn't get bad, it was she who got bad.

Step by step, she walked down a certain road, and when she came to her senses, she could no longer find a way back.

The emotional world is in chaos. Now she doesn't know how to move forward. She can only think about nothing. What is the use of thinking? Step on the watermelon rind and slide it wherever you go. She laughed at herself, she really didn't know that there was a rogue in her own nature, what a hateful trait.

However, even so, there is one thing that cannot be doubted. All the paths she has traveled are going home. She has never left this goal. No matter whether she can go back in the end, she is worthy of her persistence and original intention.

Then continue to move forward bravely now, she should have the courage to face everything head-on, firm her goal, do not hesitate or hesitate, try her best to return him a Murong Dynasty, and go to the temple of Zunguo to find Xiaoxi.

Separate or reunite, but by God's will.

There was a man lying on the roof in the distance, slender and vigorous, dressed in black, holding a pot of wine in his hand, drinking alone to the moon.

He half sat up and watched her come out of the man's room. The footsteps were hurried, and the whole body was covered with thick shadows under the moonlight, a little blurry and a little charming, he watched her walk into his room, motionless, without saying a word.

Then he raised his head, raised the jug high, and poured the wine into his mouth. The liquid dripped down his chin, half into his belly. Half of it dripped onto the clothes.

It is obviously a good wine, obviously a fine wine, but it is so bitter in the mouth. hard to swallow.

When the wine was exhausted, he threw the wine jug into the distance, then jumped up from the roof, and the Hengyue Sword slashed in the air, followed by several white lights. The jug turned into a fine powder and blew away with the wind.

He didn't stop, his body swept away, running in the wild outside the city, the blade flashed, and the branches and leaves flew in the sky.

The sky turned slightly pale. There was a ray of morning light breaking through the ground.

Jiang Lan's door was gently pushed open, and a man came in silently, with a night of dew on his body. The whole body is full of cool autumn.

He stood in front of the bed, lowered his head, put his face close to her, and rubbed her delicate cheeks with his fingers, reluctantly.

Jiang Lan didn't open his eyes. The smooth arms stretched out and hugged his neck affectionately. He whispered in a low voice, "Xiao Yan, don't make trouble, go to sleep."

He was slightly startled, stopped moving, looked at her carefully, and saw that she was breathing lightly, and her sleeping face was still the same.

After a long time, a smile finally bloomed on his face, he took off his slightly damp clothes, got on the bed, and carefully hugged the sleeping her in his arms, as if returning to their beginning.

Jiang Lan didn't push him away, she put her face on his chest, put her hand around his waist, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, quietly immersed in sleep.

"Aman, my Aman." Xiao Yan sighed, kissed the top of her head lightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The affairs of Huicheng are finally on the right track. Yan Zhan and Murong Xiling have completed Liupanshan and led their army to Huicheng. Xia Henqiu also heard news that Dingcheng has been closed, and they will go to Huicheng to join them on another day. .

Chu Qingcheng handles daily affairs, Xiao Yan controls the army and deploys defenses, Huicheng is business as usual, the impact of the war is very weak and has been eliminated.

Jiang Lan covered her face with white gauze and walked with Cheng Chen on the streets of Huicheng. This was the first time she had visited a city that respected the country. If it was different from the Celestial Dynasty, it was probably the case of men and women. Although there are more men than women in the country, the situation is even more severe now, but in the capital where the warlords are entrenched, under the rule of the queen, there are still women, and they are even engaged in certain occupations, such as restaurants, painting workshops, and silver buildings. have status. In fact, if it weren't for the extreme scarcity of women, the history of respecting the country would definitely still be a patriarchal society, which is the law of the jungle. Now these men are rebelling and wanting to restore the old system, but it is only because their rights and interests have been violated, not because of women's thinking, the fundamental reason is that they cannot compete with powerful people. If one of them sat in Murong Jian's seat, it's hard to say that he wouldn't do the same thing as Murong Jian. If one day, the number of men and women is balanced again, then the social system and people's thinking will be reversed again. The key is who is stronger and who is more capable. If we want to continue the glory of women, we must make women physically and psychologically stronger, more independent, and more independent.

Jiang Lan walked into the best weapon shop in Huicheng, and asked someone to forge a phoenix wing and gold thorn. She still vaguely remembered the appearance. Without a good weapon, Yan Zhan had a lot of inconveniences. She always hoped that he could make him The weapon was recovered, and now I finally have this opportunity.

"Xiao Chengchen, is honoring the country fun?" Jiang Lan asked her attendant.

Cheng Chen protested, "I'm not too young. You always call me Xiao Chengchen. I'm taller than you, and sister, you're not two years older than me."

"Two years older is also older." Jiang Lan tapped his head and said in his heart, where is he two years older, he is almost 20 years older, just like his own son, but now that he has golden fingers, his appearance has never been Nothing changes.

"When are you going back to the Celestial Dynasty?" she asked, it was too dangerous to be with her all the time, it was better to send it back.

"I'm not going back, I'm going to follow my sister." Cheng Chen said, "I'm a man and I can make my own decisions."

"How can that be? You don't know the customs of respecting the country. You won't be able to stand it in the future. It's better to go back to the Heavenly Dynasty." Jiang Lan patted him on the back.

Cheng Chen's eyes widened, "I don't know where it is, isn't it just the opposite of the heaven? Brother Xiao is doing well here, why can't I?"

"Xiao Yan is an exception," Jiang Lan shook his head, "You are different."

"What's the difference?" Cheng Chen took her hand, "Isn't it just following you, sister? He can do it, I can do it, and I'll follow you in the future, won't it?"

Jiang Lan scratched his head helplessly, okay, the child doesn't understand, it'll be fine when he grows up, and then he'll understand naturally.

A few days later, Murong Xiling arrived, the gate of Huicheng opened wide, and Jiang Lan led the crowd to welcome the new king.

The people of Liupan Mountain are mighty, Murong Xiling is in the middle, Yan Zhan and Shangguanhong are on the left and right, the army is neat and powerful. The people of Huicheng have accepted this reality, so they are very calm. Although there is no warm welcome, there is no protest. They don't care about the change of regime, as long as they can live a stable life.

The surrender document for King Xian had been delivered before that, along with a lot of money and materials, and even a few beauties. King Xian is like Murong Jian, a male power in the Zun Kingdom. After he became king, his hidden desires were completely exploded. The emperor who learned from the Celestial Dynasty set up a harem, so he gave women as gifts, completely subverting the state of Zunguo. Tradition, no wonder the internal contradictions are the most severe, and they have to form an alliance with King Hui.

Seeing the behavior of despising women in the Nvzun Kingdom, Jiang Lan was quite disdainful, and the women who were given as gifts were also quite angry and very sad.

Jiang Lan was very puzzled that King Xian did not surrender to King Jing, "Master, why do you think he surrendered to us? It stands to reason that it would be better to run to King Jing?"

Murong Xiling smiled and said, "After running to King Jing, his good days will come to an end. King Jing is a rare good king."

"How?" Jiang Lan was curious.

Murong Xiling said: "King Jing is a traditional man who respects the country. He follows the original national policy and is resolutely opposed to men occupying and monopolizing his wife and master. Therefore, everything in his territory is peaceful, and King Jing's power is the strongest and most stable in the country. "After he became king, he also worked hard to respect the country's national conditions and those in power, and now he naturally understands it.

Jiang Lan sneered, "So that's the case. He was afraid that King Jing's wife would be confiscated if he defected, so he offered a beautiful woman to bribe the master, wanting to make the master join forces." She looked up at him, her eyes blinked, and she had no good intentions. Said: "But I also saw it, they are all good beauties, master, do you want to...?"

Before she could finish speaking, Murong Xiling's hand pinched her nose, "If you don't fight for a day, you will go to the house to uncover the tiles. If you want to talk about beauty, there is not one here, you say there is no one more beautiful than her in this world. ?"

"That's because you are ignorant. You go out to see more, maybe you will find some kind of beauty?" Jiang Lan went to grab his hand, but he held it back.

Murong Xiling squeezed her hand and hugged her gently, "I just found a little beauty when I went out for a walk." God was not bad for him, and he was able to meet her, but there were more incidents. Some people came out, but this is life, it is a test, who made him the prince of Zunguo.

He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head lightly, holding her with a slight force, but the beauty was always vague, unable to grasp her heart or body. As her master, he is close and distant, so he doesn't know how to move forward now, and he doesn't want to force her, so he can only force himself.

The master's embrace was very reassuring, Jiang Lan wrapped his arms around him, and after a while he said, "Then we just don't care about King Xian? It doesn't seem to be in line with our purpose?"

Murong Xiling stroked her soft hair, "I can't move him for now. We'll talk about it when our foundation is stable. First, let's see the attitude of this Prince Jing."

Jiang Lan nodded, "This person is said to be difficult to deal with." She was a little worried.

"Don't worry, our power is also increasing day by day. Since he is a person who adheres to the tradition, he may be able to negotiate peacefully, and maybe a joint northern expedition." Murong Xiling said.

Yeah? Jiang Lan is very suspicious, and the Three Kingdoms are on top of each other. Although this situation is very stable, it is not easy to break.