Type Month; My fiancée is a politician

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In front of the book house, flowers are planted on curved sills, and square ponds are chiseled to soak the moon to attract water to raise fish; Under the small window, burn incense to read, set up a few drums, roll up the curtains to watch the cranes, and climb the tall building to drink.

The way of life that only existed on the scroll was ideal, but now, Huan Ningwu didn’t care what the lifestyle was, she just wanted to know what the man in front of her thought of the First Emperor.

“An emperor through the ages? The King of Lonely High? How to explain these eight words? ”

Under the faint brilliance, the female emperor’s expression was a little subtle, under the jade-like face was flowing blood, and the slight blush was as desirable as the most beautiful jewelry.

“Eh, what did you say?”

Attracted by the beauty of Sister Masagi, Motoyanagiin’s heart beat slightly.

Even if it is not the first time to see a girl, every time he sees each other, Motoyanagiin is amazed by the beauty of his wife.

Forget what to do, pour the country and the city, look back temporarily, and ten thousand people break their intestines.

The so-called phrase to describe beauty is most appropriate on Sister Zheng.

“I said, how do you explain the eight words of the Emperor of the Ages, the King of Lonely High?”

Looking at Yuanliuyuan helplessly, he was not disgusted by the man’s expression of being obsessed with his appearance, but there was a faint joy in his heart.

Pretending to be unchanged on the surface, Yingzheng was more curious about what the man in front of him thought about him.

“Oh, the Emperor of the Ages, O King of Solitary Highness, this is very simple.

In terms of political achievements, the Qin Emperor conquered the Six Kingdoms and quelled the rebellion of the Warring States for hundreds of years, and she unified all weights and measures. Attack the Xiongnu in the north, march south to the hundred yue, and build the Great Wall; Build spiritual canals to connect the Yangtze River and the Pearl River system.

No matter in any way, she can be called a great emperor, worthy of the four words of the first emperor of the ages. ”

I have always felt that the Ming Dynasty thinker Li Zhen’s evaluation of Qin Shi Huang is very pertinent, and Yuanliuyuan at this time also admired the legendary emperor very much.

“And what about the King of Loneliness?”

Interested in Yuanliuin’s evaluation, Huan Ningwu rarely put down the book in her hand, crossed her legs, and changed to a more comfortable posture to look at the man.

“The Lonely King is a little……. How to say it?

Condensing dance, you also know that after the conquest of the Six Kingdoms, the Qin Emperor put a million Qin soldiers in the south, and sent two brothers Meng Tian Meng Yi to fight the Xiongnu, and she even gave a death order, even if Xianyang is in trouble, a million Qin troops are not allowed to return to the dynasty, and a million Qin troops are not allowed to go north to capture the king. ”

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Yuan Yanagiin said slowly.

“What’s the reason for that?”

There was a rare pause in tone, and Huan Ningwu wanted to know what Yuanliuin thought.

Does he also think……… What about her tyrant?

“The reason for this is very simple, because if the Mengshi brothers return to Beijing with them, then the Xiongnu outside the Great Wall will definitely invade.

I think Qin Huang’s idea should be very simple.

Qin can be destroyed, the Huaxia ethnic group is not

After a pause, Yuanliuin’s tone fluctuated, and this time he spoke with admiration.

For Emperor Qin, it doesn’t matter if others can understand her, because she knows that the road of the emperor is a road that is cold in that high place.

She doesn’t need anyone’s understanding, she doesn’t need anyone’s collaboration, she only does what she thinks she should do, do, and want to do.

In this way, of course, she is the king of the lonely high, not understood by anyone, and only worthy of the king that everyone looks forward to. ”

The morning breeze blew through the gap in the window on the man’s plain white coat.

Finding that his wife looked at him a little strangely, Motoyanagiin thought that he had said something wrong.

“What’s wrong, Condensation?”

“So, do you really think so?”

His eyes became rarely serious, staring at Yuanliuyuan, Huan Ningwu had never thought about what the prophesied man looked like and what kind of temper he had before.

Fighting with the sky, with the earth, with people, what unbelieving Lord Zulong has fought all her life, and what she believes in the most is always the Tai’a in her hand.

After all, the Great Qin Empire has been completely perfected, and she feels that life is a little lonely, since this is the case, then what is the harm in listening to the arrangement of the heavens once and getting acquainted with the so-called son of prophecy?

With this mentality, she arranged for herself to meet the man, the man who satisfied her at first glance.

Then, the ghost sent her to establish a bond between two people with a relationship called “marriage”, but now, looking at the man in front of her, she suddenly felt that maybe the so-called prophecy could really save her.

So…….

“That….. Do you think so? Do you really think that Qin Huang she…. Is it that ancient emperor, the king of loneliness? ”

No one has ever been so close to their own thoughts, no one has ever known themselves so well, and with a little hesitation and anticipation in his tone, Huan Ningwu asked.

“yes, I really think so.”

Nodding, Yuanliuyuan thought that his wife was a fan of the Qin Emperor.

Smiling, he stood up and prepared to brush the chopsticks for breakfast.

“So……..”

Looking at the man’s back, Huan Ningwu stood up from the chair.

The tall figure can be described as the creator’s favorite masterpiece, with his back against the corner of the wall, raising his eyes to look at the man who is busy in the kitchen, and the lonely and cold political sister exudes a fatal attraction.

“The King of Lonely High? Nice name, oligarchs like it. ”

With a wave of his slender hand, a gust of wind rolled up in the sky above the entire Xianyang City, and the firmament that was originally cloudless suddenly became cloudless, the flowers outside the court blossomed and fell, and the mountains and rivers in the territory were all singing about the comfortable mood of the female emperor.

After a long time, she finally made up her mind, and Huan Ningwu felt that she might be able to try, try the life that was not the so-called “king of loneliness”.

Just try it with the man in front of you.

So……..

“Husband, I’ll help you wash the dishes.”

This is the first day that Sister Masa and Motoyanagiin officially get along, and it is also the first time she calls him husband-kun.

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Ps； I want to think, the first laugh, the first husband, the first transformation, the first time she and his path, and the first thoughts of Sister Zheng, well, the first three days I will slowly intersperse the memories, so it feels good. _

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