Qin Yuan used the strategy of procrastination and said, "Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later."
"It's getting late. You should go to bed, Your Majesty."
"Girls who stay up late tend to get wrinkles and become ugly."
"You've become ugly. I'm going to dislike you."
Qin Yuan pulled himself out, leaving the empress alone on the bed, and hurried away.
Yan Jiaoran looked at Qin Yuan's receding back and said viciously, "You bastard, if you dare to despise me, I will bite you to death!"
Then, he covered himself with the quilt while cursing, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
…
It's late at night.
The wind is cold.
The streets were deserted.
Qin Yuan was walking alone on the streets of Jingzhou.
His figure looked even colder under the moonlight.
“It really feels like a lifetime ago.”
Qin Yuan let out a long sigh.
In the blink of an eye, he has left so many traces in this world.
Not only did he marry a beautiful wife, but his own child was about to be born.
In addition, I met one close female friend after another.
But, why did I come to this world?
Is it just to change the way you live?
Maybe it's really like what the stupid women said.
I came here because of her, hoping that I could change the world.
Otherwise, why would a female tyrant inexplicably develop a bug in her cultivation that connected her to her own wife?
It is obvious that I am too lazy and this is a task assigned to me on purpose.
If we follow this idea.
There must be an invisible hand behind the scenes controlling everything, right?
Who is that?
The legendary immortal? The will of the world? Or...?
What is their purpose?
…
The more Qin Yuan thought about it, the more confused he became. He had a lot of questions in his mind and no answers.
never mind.
As long as all this is true.
I won't let that dream happen again.
Now that you have met so many confidantes, you must be responsible to the end!
Thousands of years pass by.
Since I have such a rare opportunity.
It seems like I should leave something for this world.
Thousands of years later, it may or may not be useful, but at least we should keep those two thousand years of knowledge, right?
Perhaps, only in this way can we deserve this opportunity to live again.
Perhaps, only in this way can we live up to this experience that countless people dream of.
It’s decided!
We must work hard to train more people to do the work!
If you want to change the Great Zhou and change the world.
Obviously, local indigenous people are more suitable.
Qin Yuan himself has not yet learned and understood things, and asking him to practice them is just like the principal, making trouble.
But if this knowledge is fed to people who are interested and who love these things.
Then, everything will be fine.
Because love creates infinite possibilities!
…
(Take that, love is infinite!)
(Is this the power of love...)
(A generation of philosophers and masters died in the northwest.)
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