Datang broom star

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Uncle's vision is still quite sharp, but...

Li Zhi nodded and smiled, "Since ancient times, there have been gods? Emperor Qin, Han and Wu have worked hard to pursue them, and they have exhausted the people, but the soldiers have achieved nothing. If there are immortals, they are all here today? Absurd!"

"Call Taishi Ling!"

Li Chunfeng came and laughed when he heard about it, "As Your Majesty said, the matter of gods and spirits is illusory, but the fact that if there are immortals, they are all here today, reveals the truth of this matter."

The emperor is unusually sober, which is good news for Datang.

All the ministers praised the saint.

Li Chunfeng went out and saw Suo Pomei outside the palace gate.

Su Pomei's beard and hair have turned gray, and her face has changed drastically.

"I've seen Taishi Ling."

His voice was calm, neither rushed nor irritable.There seems to be magic in the pair of eyes, which makes people want to take a closer look and explore the mystery.

Li Chunfeng stopped, feeling that this person was not interesting, "Since you have returned to Tianzhu, why did you come back?"

"I found the way to longevity."

Sa Po Mei smiled, but with some mystery.

Li Chunfeng laughed, "What is the way of longevity? Let me ask you, if there is a way of longevity, why do you age?"

"It's just reincarnation."

Suo Po Mei slowly turned around and walked.

"There is a god living on the top of a deep mountain, and every day when he lectures, there are hype, and then there are strange beasts offering fairy drinks and fresh fruits. I just glanced at the foot of the mountain and trembled all over..."

He stood outside the gate of the imperial city, his voice suddenly loud.

"I want to go to Shenshan!"

The most powerful person in this world is not the emperor, but the powerful.

In the afternoon of that day, Su Po Mei was invited by some dignitaries.

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"Husband... I'm going to die."

Wei Wushuang had a severe fever.

"I can't die!"

Jia Pingan made ginger soup for her to drink, and at the same time made alcohol.

"Husband..."

Jia Pingan is taking off her clothes.

Wei Wushuang blushed like an apple.

"Your husband must not!" Wei Wushuang felt that he had no strength to resist.

"Women are trouble!" Jia Pingan diluted the alcohol, then dipped it in a towel and wiped it for Wei Wushuang.

Forehead, armpits...

"Husband..."

There were tears in Wei Wushuang's eyes.

There are maids in this family, but Jia Pingan does it himself...

"Don't move."

Jia Pingan looked at her face while wiping, "I said, can you calm down a bit, you can't even see the face."

While muttering, he got up and raised Wei Wushuang's right hand to wipe his armpit.

Wei Wushuang hooked his neck suddenly, and Jia Pingan was caught off guard and leaned against her face.

"Husband."

"What's the matter?"

Wei Wushuang had never been so satisfied.

Such a husband is a good man.

"Even if the concubine dies at this moment, I will have no regrets."

Jia Pingan slapped her, "Nonsense."

Later, Wei Wushuang's body temperature dropped and he fell into a deep sleep.

Jia Ping left the bedroom, and Su Ho was waiting with his two children, looking anxious.

In this era, high fever is almost terminally ill, so you have to try your luck.

"Nothing, it will be fine tomorrow."

Wei Wushuang was greedy for the coolness and didn't cover the quilt at night, so he got tricked.

"Aye."

Jia Yu raised his head, the helpless look in his eyes made Jia Pingan feel a pain in his heart, so he picked him up.

"Your mother is very well, and you will be fine tomorrow."

"Aye, I miss Mommy."

"Ok!"

Doudou took Aye's clothes and followed the sideways step by step.

"Aye, is aunt asleep?"

Dou Dou raised his head and asked, almost staggering under his feet.

"Yes, asleep."

Jia Pingan gave her a hand.