There Is a Man in the Distant Mountains

[No golden fingers + micro time travel + complete cleanliness] [The heroine is Schrödinger's scumbag] [Male Protagonist, or Male Protagonist] The author is undecided, between his childhood sweetheart and his lustful husband, it's hard to choose! ! ! Even though He An gradually entered Wen Zhu's heart, even though he was very kind to her, even though he couldn't let go... But at the end of the story, she must leave. She must witness the birth of the Utopia, she must reshape the dream world, and she must forget the personal relationship between her children. She wouldn't expect a man who is about to be the leader of one person and the leader of ten thousand people to abandon everything for her. She wouldn't expect people in a standard feudal patriarchal society to drink just one scoop of water for her. So, wouldn't it be nice to go home and farm, where she would be with her friends, fellow Taoists, and family. Even if there is a hint of sadness occasionally, it is just a commotion about what is not available. "Xanthium, let's go, ride a horse" She raised her eyes and saw that the person at the door was wearing a smart outfit, and the muscle lines on her body were smoother, uh, darker.