Wu Sheng was the regent appointed by his father during his lifetime. He was talented and a reclusive master.
"Eternal life, what is benevolence?" He always asked me this, but he never confirmed my answer.
He taught me Taoism, warfare, politics, and strategy. The legendary Emperor Xiao was passed down from generation to generation. He recited Liujia thirteen times, observed hundreds of schools of thought at fourteen times, had similar poems at fifteen times, and mastered swordsmanship on his own...
Wu Sheng said, "Eternal life, that bright yellow body, is yours after all."
Wu Sheng didn't lie to me. In the end, the nine-clawed golden dragon lying on the bright yellow body finally became my foil. However, the ending failed miserably, and the indescribable scene was something that neither he nor I expected.
Wu Sheng is not a man who wields a sword, he is like water. No matter how strong the fortress is, he can still slowly seep into your heart through the gaps that are impenetrable to the naked eye.
Looking up to me, he stood there and promised me peace for the rest of my life.
Wu Sheng came to me in the most terrifying situation, saving me from being alone. He silently endured the derogation of "holding the emperor to order the princes" and built a tight wall around me; Wu Sheng came to me in the most helpless situation, making me forget the grief of losing my father. I don't have to worry, don't have to worry, and grow up leisurely.
It was at this time that I fell in love with Shui Wusheng. Although he is so thin, he is as tall as a giant mountain and can withstand the wind from all directions.
Wu Sheng, he told me.
"It's seamless, that's just a thing from heaven."
"Nothing on this earth is indestructible."
"This city can be attacked, but defended it will be defeated."