Slag Shou Cultivating Manual

Zhen Yunyang often dreams.

In his dream, there seems to be a real world. Whenever he falls asleep, the chaotic fragments invade his dream and make him confused.

The storybook said that this is a dream past life.

In this way, he was really a little emperor like his mother said in his last life, otherwise why would he be so arbitrary?

In the dream, he had a smooth sailing. He was a favored prince when he was young. He succeeded before the weak crown. It seems that he can create a grand domineering effort without effort, but his dream is always overcast. Makes him unhappy.

Until one day, his dream was no longer a splendid palace, but a dark river bank.

He was standing at one end of the Wangchuan River, and at the other end, he could only see a vague figure looking at him. The man could not exceed the distance between the two, and could only make a low wish. Too much restraint. In the afterlife, I hope he will never vote in the emperor's house again. "

Even though there was a long distance, the man's whisper was magnified several times, and it repeatedly sounded in his ear, every time it caused his brain to shake and hit his heart.

Waking up from his sleep, Zhen Liyang was sweating all over his head, and he wiped his face, but it was cold.

His dreams have always been ridiculous, but he has to believe that the person in the dream has very few words, but he laughs, just gives him a slight glance, and his heart somehow starts to stir vigorously, He thought the man had been conceived by himself, but his smile seemed to bring real temperature.

Zhen Xieyang didn't keep his heart for the next day, and he didn't even listen to what his mother said to him.

When he fell asleep again, he took an early break, raised a horror of fear and expectation, and ushered in an unknown dream.

But this time was different. He was in the bedroom, and there was a person close to him next to him, and a scent of incense on his body caused him to be upset.

The face of this man can clearly see the three or four points, the smile in his eyes is like a hook to hold him tightly, Zhen Xunyang's heart was hot, and he caught the man's madness for a while, but at the end, he found out This man is just like him, a man? !!

Waking up from a dream again, Zhen Xunyang's mind was mixed, and his mood was messy, and beneath him was already sultry and wet.

He has always been obsessed with Xiu Wu, never close to female sexuality, and now that he is an adult, he has normal needs, and maybe he will give birth to a ridiculous dream of a man and a fish.

His mother was right, he really should marry a wife.

The next day, according to her mother, Zhen Xunyang went to the street with Miss Li's family.

Zhen Xieyang's father was the governor at the time. He had a strong family and naturally matched an excellent girl. Even so, Zhen Xieyang's thoughts could not be placed on the beautiful girl next to her, and she temporarily repented and left her.

I heard that there is an old man doing wood carving crafts on the street, who specializes in carpentry work, and occasionally sets up a stall to carve wooden dolls for people with good eyes. He just walks to the old man's booth, somehow Just stopped.

The old man didn't look up and asked what kind of doll he wanted.

Zhen Leiyang's temples jumped abruptly, staring at this stall, seemingly familiar, but in a chaotic heart, she shook her head helplessly.

The old man looked up at him with a questioning look, "Then just give you a moment, just before I have the chance to see a young talent, the face is so beautiful, really handsome, I think you might like it."

His hands and feet were sharp, his movements were fast, and the sawdust flying in the air, he handed out a newly carved puppet as soon as the incense time.

Zhen Xunyang took a look, and his eyebrows, similar to those in a dream, struck the center of his head. He opened his eyes sharply, and the doll in his hand fell to the ground.

He stared at the wooden doll lying on the ground, stiff, trying to pick it up immediately, but his feet couldn't move like lead, and he could only lock his eyes tightly on it.

Until Zhen Liyang's eyes appeared a pair of white boots without dust, step by step in front of the puppet, squatting to pick up, his eyes also moved up.

The other party brushed the light dust from the puppet and sighed slightly: "Don't like it? You lost it ... it's true."

The person in front of him was long and erect, holding a puppet that looked like his features, and smiling at him lightly. The prosperous street that people came and went was eclipsed for a moment.

Zhen Yunyang's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He was sure that he had never met this person, but he could not look away from him. His brain was aching, his mood was agitated, and he did not understand why he would be strange to a stranger. The man reacted so much.

He was silent, so the two stood in the middle of the street, striking.

Heron was obviously thin-skinned, and he hesitated to see the man, apparently having forgotten him, and had no choice but to think long-term.

"If you can't remember, I'll go."

I do n’t know what year or month, the scene was instantly replayed in Zhen Yunyang's mind, watching the person ’s departure back, and the memory of the past life covered with thick dust was blown away by the wind in an instant. The man grabbed and pulled into a dead end.

"Don't go, don't allow! Hear no, I command you!"

He pressed the man firmly against the wall, and opened his mouth fiercely, unknowingly, his eyes reddened and slightly tinged.

Heron froze for a moment, ignoring the suppressed pain in her whole body, and chuckling a smile.

"Remember? Your Highness ... or, Emperor."

As soon as this title came out, Zhen Yeyang was shocked. The mood in his eyes changed several times. He spit out a sentence, "Tai Fu"

Heron's smile grew deeper, and he heard his sentence, "Fu Fu," had separated his life and death, and over time and space, why didn't he touch his heart.

"In a lifetime, you remember that it was a miracle ..."

Zhen Xunyang leaned back against his chest, listening to his heartbeat to settle himself, "I remember not only my last life, but also the things in the prefecture."

Heron looked down at him, patted his back gently, and asked with a smile, "Difu?"

"I don't want to mention Qianchen's past, you are so abominable." Zhen Xunyang was buried in his chest, his voice was dull, and his mind remembered the events of the previous life. After all, the bearded man knew that when he came back to find him, he could Degree once, never blame.

"Seeing that you think I hate it, otherwise I won't throw it all. Why, don't you like it?" Heron lifted the puppet he had just picked up and joked.

They had slipped out of the palace in the previous life and carved a pair of puppets with different looks. At this moment, it seems that they really carry a lot of memories.

Zhen Puyang looked at the puppet and replied helplessly, "No! I like it."

Heron's forefinger gently grabbed his chin and rubbed it, asking deliberately, "Which one do you say? Like this puppet, or ... me?"

"Taifu ... you ..." Zhen Xunyang breathed, his heart seemed to be itched by feathers, and he found that this person would catch him more and more.

Even if he is the indifferent look of his last life, he can let go of his arrogance, follow him with a cheeky face, and like the life that this person likes to come to life. What should he do in this life? Would n’t he be eaten to death by both lives?

The eyes of the people in front of him were getting hotter and hotter, and they wanted to look like they were doing things on the street. Herron was just fine, no longer teasing him, and took out a puppet like Zhen Yunyang from his arms. "I also had one in the previous life, but still remember?"

Zhen Xunyang also smiled, and in this life, the pair of puppets were all made up again.

In the next life, people and things have not changed. Just as when they were good, and without the shackles of the deep palace wall and the court, perhaps in this life, a good person can really live a lifetime.

Heron retracted her smile and suddenly remembered something, "I just saw you playing with Miu Ling, you already have a marriage?"

Zhen Yiyang didn't answer immediately, just asked him: "If I said yes, what would you do?"

At the beginning, he followed the man expressly implying that he could retreat indifferently. If he learns that he really intends to marry recently, he will hesitate again.

Zhen Haoyang took a breath and hugged people uneasily, but Herron slightly thought, and gave him an unexpected answer, "Can you take me back?"

Zhen Yiyang gave a chuckle, did not expect that there will be another day, not to grab him, but to come to grab himself?

He took Heron's hand and walked out in a cheerful tone. "These days, my mother-in-law is marrying me for a marriage, and it's just right that I finally found my daughter-in-law."

Herron did not refute his words, only asked him, "Will your mother be willing?"

Zhen Yunyang didn't care much, and no one else could control his decision. "Then run away."

Heron smiled a little. It really was his style of behavior, reckless, impulsive, and always innocent like a young boy, but it was also a happiness to fall in love with him.

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