After 300 rounds of fighting with Wang Yingqiang, Wang Yingli rushed out of the house and turned her brother over like a bird out of a cage. Wearing a red cap, she threw the long silk ribbon into Gu Zheng's hand.

Let her think of the men for many years, hold the red ribbon leading her forward, take her away from the home where she was born and raised, and take her to their own small home.

In the west of Ningcheng, there is a small two-way courtyard newly purchased by Gu Zheng. This is their temporary home after marriage. The foothold before Gu Zheng took her to southern Fujian is also the place for flowers and candles in their wedding tonight.

Wang Yingli, who was stumbling by the red skirt, finally completed the three kowtows of her life under the guidance of the people around her, and walked into her new bedroom with anxiety.

There, when the red candle crackled and burned, her husband, the enemy in her heart, finally stepped in.

The red cover was slowly lifted up, which opened the blank red in front of her, and also let her see Gu Zheng's new red.

The dark man who has always been favored by the sea breeze seldom wears such gorgeous colors because of his skin color.

But today, the color that should have fallen from the soil was stunned by the happy look on Gu Zheng's face, which brightened the lining.

He had a ridiculous red flower on his chest and a little wine in his mouth, but his eyes were surprisingly bright and did not have a half drunk state.

His mouth was so colorful and solemn that even those who had married him were ashamed to hear what he said.

"Madam, it's nice to finally marry you home."

"You know, I've met you every day since we got engaged."

"I didn't drink too much, and Gu Zheng didn't lie. When I close my eyes every night, my mind is full of your figure."

"Dreaming is also you, closing your eyes is you, opening your eyes is you. I not only miss you, but also in my dream, just like this."

Speaking of this, Gu Zheng gently lifted all Wang Yingli's lids, leaned her lips against her cheeks coated with thin rouge and kissed them.

"Still like this."

Gu Zheng's hand encircled Wang Yingli's slender waist again. The good red silk made his hands slide to his back and tightly hugged the beauty in his arms.

"Then that's it."

"Lady, Shh, don't talk and don't struggle. It's late. We should have a rest."

With these words, Gu Zheng bullied and pressed down, turning over the soft and sweet lady he had finally married and pressing her onto the bed.

Gu Zheng didn't forget to put down the gauze curtain behind him. He had to see that the people under him were ashamed to bury their heads in his chest and didn't dare to lift them up.

Thinking of his mother's age, he has just entered high school in real society. He has just eaten a flower of his motherland.

No matter what you think, you should take more care of the feelings of the people under you.

Therefore, Gu Zheng temporarily stopped his continuous action when Wang Yingli was still at a loss. Instead, he used the most tenderness in his life to take care of his beautiful wife in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, madam. The dragon and Phoenix candles outside are burning vigorously. They will be extinguished together early tomorrow."

"From then on, our husband and wife are united and grow old together. I don't live up to your sincere love, let alone your dedication and company."

"So don't be afraid. Give it to me. I'll be gentle."

Gu Zheng's words finally paid off. Wang Yingli slowly poked out her long-awaited little head on her new bed and replied with watery eyes: "well."

Gu Zheng, who got the response, smiled with satisfaction, slowly pulled out the hairpin behind her head, watched the green silk covered the big red happy bed, and watched her cheeks gradually faint and dye the same red.

The spring night is bitter and short, the day rises high, gently closes, slowly twists, wipes and picks again,

The lotus tent is warm in the spring night. Since then, the king has not been in the early Dynasty.

……

Of course, Gu Zheng is not so strong. Now he is just a forced working group.

After spending a night with his wife, he not only had to get up early according to the rules of the Ming Dynasty, but also actively responded to the imperial court's orders. From the second day of his wedding, he had to go to Minzhe with his family.

When Gu Zheng got married, he was taken over as the old village head of the high hall. After drinking a decent daughter-in-law tea, Gu Zheng went straight to his new journey with his personal guard, all his wealth and his beautiful wife in the carriage.

And this time, it took 20 years.

Looking back, the vicissitudes of life, when he spent 20 years in the world and died unreservedly in Wang Yingli's arms, when he opened his eyes again, he returned to the small study that made him suddenly feel strange.

The wall clock beside him is still ticking.

It seems that his life in the sixth world is just the most real and incomparable dream he has ever experienced.

But when he lowered his head and looked at the gold-plated Sabre woven into a concentric knot pattern in his hand, he knew that his life was not the pleasure and hatred in his dream, nor the beauty and happiness he imagined.

There was a woman who really accompanied him all his life, took care of his home and gave birth to his children. She never showed signs of failure or blushed all her life.

He was happy in that life. Although he was a little vigorous when he died, in Gu Zheng's plan, he used a heroic sacrifice to exchange the greatest benefits for his wife and children in the future.

Right? Maybe?

Thinking of Gu Zheng, who is guilty, doesn't want to die with such a great momentum, but who makes this man's life coming?

In front of outsiders, Gu Zheng can still behave as if nothing had happened, but only himself knows that in the last days of that world, there has been a gradual separation between his soul and the body of that world more than once.

In order to make his departure less inexplicable, he suddenly changed from a perfect man to an unconscious living dead man, and in order to solve the world's largest anomaly, he has been squeezing the meritorious maritime overlord system over the years.

Gu Zheng thought of a strategy of killing two birds with one stone.

With each other's big boss, we can not only use each other's energy for our own use, but also find the most perfect way for our heroic death.

But who thought, why did his daughter-in-law suddenly appear?

Gu Zheng, who had just reacted from the return circle, grabbed the smiling and forgetting book that had been dead on the small desk and eagerly began to look for page 6.