Generals and Puppet Emperors

It's autumn.

Flowers like hibiscus and crabapple bloom very well, but Aman still prefers hibiscus with white petals. The color of crabapple is too bright. Such a cluster of colorful flowers is like fireworks exploding in the sky during the Spring Festival. Too festive to say the least, the hues are too rich.It's just that during the festive period with a strong atmosphere, it can be seen, but now, one can't help worrying whether it will recklessly ignite Qingqiu.

Everyone's preferences for colors are mostly different. Aman likes white, black, and the blue of the sky. Black is the color of Azi's eyes. Her eyes are pure black without any mixed color. Looks like dark brown on black.The blue of the sky is also the color of Ah Zi, there is no part of her body that is blue, but Ah Man feels that sometimes her eyes are blue, and the color of the blue sky is like washing, which probably implies tolerance and broadness.Azi has always been like the sky, gentle and tolerant, with a broad mind...

So, Aman really likes blue very much.

And white is her personal preference.

Aman would come to see the flowers every day. She moved slowly, lingering by the flower bushes, her expression was rare and gentle, and she didn't see the vigorous and resolute movements when practicing martial arts. At this time, she really seemed to be made of water, slowly and slowly, Quietly, wrap all the perseverance and all the strength into the heart made of water.

It is not so much looking at flowers as it is looking at people.

Love the house and the crow, this is the truth.

What Aman is wearing today is a moon-white long dress, with a thin cloak hanging down her side, the wind keeps blowing it up and down, showing her graceful figure even more.

The maids in this residence are very leisurely, their masters are considerate and considerate, they don't need to do heavy work, and occasionally they can spare time to chat.Aman doesn't like being surrounded by people, she prefers to be alone in a corner, that kind of tranquility is what she likes, but if she listens to those soft and gentle jokes, it won't make her feel repulsed .

Just like some people can't wait to hold everything in the palm of their hands.

Aman prefers to let go, just like her temperament, she loves the taste of freedom and is not bound by her identity as a woman.

What A Zi taught her.She learned it all.

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A Zi wanted to give A Man a surprise, she finally healed her injury, and finally traveled a long distance to the place where the horses were sold, so she rode the horse frantically and ran back.

She pulled the hat on her head, not used to it.

But what can I do? At the beginning, there was a wound on her forehead. In order to prevent the wound from becoming infected, and to check the extent of the injury, Miss Zewu shaved her head mercilessly and cleaned it. It's still reflecting light.For the rest of the month and a half like this, only pinches of hair emerged from the scalp, which seemed to be a small piece of pruned bushes, and it was almost shameless.

Although she looked even uglier after shaving her hair, Miss Zewu was obviously very interested in this general who had a temperament similar to her own, so she focused her attention on her, which made her even more attractive to Miss Zeqi. Dissatisfaction, everyone understands the reason, jealousy.Azi actually drank this kind of thing a lot.

That's the downside of having a coveted lover.

But there are always some people who enjoy it, including our general A Zi.

It is impossible for Ah Zi to completely avoid the maids. She has no way to climb over the wall, because there are more people on the other side of the wall. There is a practice field specially built by her. It is spacious and sunny, and the maids have nothing to do. I liked going there to bask in the sun when I was young, so there are even a few more armchairs displayed there now.

In the end, she "sneaked" to the garden under the knowing eyes of the familiar maids.

She rode back quickly, and He Lan and the others did not catch up with her speed, so they fell far behind, but the letter telling them they were safe had already been rushed to the capital, and it was not known whether the emperor had received it.

But even if he knew it now, it was impossible for her to go to the emperor immediately. This was not a contempt for the imperial power, but a pure manifestation of human nature.

The weight of the most cherished person is much heavier than the sun and rain.

Loving someone and wanting to give myself to her, so that they will never be separated, is normal, and it is also a wonderful feeling that those who are not "confuse" by love cannot experience.You have been on the battlefield for decades, you can pick stars with one hand, but you can't resist the simplest smile from your lover, even if that smile doesn't mean anything.

A Zi walked extremely fast, she set off a gust of wind, her figure was not moved by anything.Her footsteps are too light, even the butterflies on the flowers will not be disturbed.

She looked expressionless, but there were stars shining in the depths of her eyes, and her footsteps were getting faster and faster, making people dazzled.

Nearly.

Azi approached the flowers, leaving only a silhouette of the man, blurred and distorted by the sunlight.The flowers are so gorgeous, but they can't take her eyes away.She approached Aman quietly, and suddenly felt the urge to fill her eyes with tears, and the sound of breathing spread unevenly on Aman's neck.Aman turned her head, and she realized that there was an extra person behind her.

No need to think about it, it's her.

This is a perfect prophecy.

A prophecy that is determined entirely by instinct without any thought.

Aman smiled, and her smile covered all the blooming flowers.In an instant, the world fell silent.Aman's eyes contained a trace of long, resigned feelings. At this moment, there was no need for a thousand words, the only thing left in the world were these two people and their holding hands.

Ten fingers intertwined, ten fingers connected to the heart.

Aman said in a very normal tone: "You are back."

For a moment, Azi was immersed in the sense of peace of returning home, and she held Aman's hand even tighter.

She said: "I'm back." Before she finished speaking, she gently bit Aman's lips.

The hat fell to the ground inadvertently, exposing her stiff hair.But this can't affect the reunion of two people who are in love at all.

This is their best time.

After a kiss, Azi stroked Aman's hair and said to her: "When my hair grows well, let's go see my mother."

"Maybe she's not doing well, maybe she doesn't know me anymore, but I still hope she can know your existence."

"Okay." Aman said softly.

He took the initiative to kiss the corner of Azi's lips.

She has never been a passive person.

The author has something to say:

It's over~

After thinking about it, I still don’t add extra stories.

Lest they be smelly and long like the old lady's bound feet.

As a sophomore in high school, or a very lazy sophomore in high school, it is very difficult to finish a short story.But I'm still done.

Well, thanks to those little angels who didn't dislike my weekly updates.

When I go to college, I will definitely update it every day (really)!

Now, I still have to work hard, even if my grades are not good at all.

Hold your face.

I'm going to change the house into a fine article.

Super short guy as always.

Goodbye little angels laugh~