Everyone Believes Whatever I Say

I have read many novels of this type, but I love this one. I have read it countless times. I like their stories and imagine their future in my heart. Thank you for keeping such a wonderful story in my heart.

Bad cat! Update soon

Black wedding dress, that's cool [come on] (the heroine's baby is so cute [crying])

This book is beautiful! ! I found that my two favorite books on Big Data are not particularly ideal. I can't laugh or cry.

Is letting him fall in love with her really dump him in the script? Haha

The blue shirt is upright and the song is dark [Part 1] ? The moon is big and round. Every fifteenth day, the sparkling moonlight is reflected on the lake, and the second floors of Hanbi and Tanqiu beside the lake are filled with osmanthus and flowing tiles, like beauties bathing in the moonlight. At this time, my father would order someone to release the boat, and the performer would sit at the bow of the boat and play the flute. The sound of the flute was even more melodious under the moonlight, and when heard across the water, it was as misty as fairy music. I just had a glass of wine with my father, lying on the roof of the building looking at the moon, feeling drunk. At this time, my father would laugh at me, "Nanbarbarian." My brother also calls me "Southern Barbarian". These three words were curse words. Every time my expression changed, I would punch and kick him. Although my kung fu is not good, I will never suffer because my brother never dares to fight back. But my father called me "Nanmanzi" in a sad and helpless tone, as if he was doting on me. I was never angry with my father, because some people in the court also insinuated that he was a "southern man". Because Dad is very proficient in Chinese things. He can speak Chinese, write Chinese characters, and compose poems. I don't like composing poetry at all. The government invited several old masters to teach me, but they all got mad at me. The old master shook his head and said: "The clouds are against the rain, the snow is against the wind, and the evening sunshine is against the clear sky." And I shook my head and answered: "Old versus young, clumsy versus skillful, hungry versus greedy!" The old master was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. I looked at him innocently, "I'm hungry, I want to eat snacks!" After making such troubles several times, the old master could no longer teach, and often resigned angrily, "The students are not very talented and have little knowledge. I am afraid that the future of the little princess will be delayed. Please ask the prince to hire someone else!" The old master walked away with a puff of his sleeves. I hid behind my father and made faces. My father never scolded me. He always treated me with kindness. Everyone in the house knows that my father dotes on me so much that even if I want the moon in the sky, he will give it to me. I was only six or seven years old at that time. I was very drunk at night. When I woke up, it was already midnight, and the sound of the flute lingered in my ears. There was no one in the pavilion, and Dad didn't know where he had gone. The flute played so beautifully. I wondered when a new performer would come to the house. I got up and looked around, but the sound of the flute did not come from the lake. I opened the window and looked up to see someone sitting on the eaves of the Hanbi Building, playing the flute. The green shirt is upright and the moon is clear. It turned out to be Dad. I never knew that my father could play the flute. The cornices of Hanbi Tower look like huge wings under the moonlight, and my father is sitting on the tip of the wing, with the bright full moon behind him. I couldn't see his face clearly. The sound of the flute was as clear as water, seeming to make everything in front of me gradually float up. I shouted loudly: "Daddy!" Dad ignored me. I was dizzy, lying there listening to the sound of the flute, and gradually fell asleep again. After that, I never saw my father playing the flute again. I always suspected that I had misremembered that night, or that I was drunk and dreaming. But the full moon in the dream was so clear, and the moonlight reflected my father's shadow, which was lonely and lonely. Dad has never been like this. He commands a large number of troops and has great power. Even His Majesty is afraid of him. One time, my father took me hunting. I led a few guards to chase a deer deep into the forest, but unexpectedly disturbed a bear. It was a female bear with her cubs. She suddenly went crazy and slapped the guard in front of me until his brains exploded. I was so frightened that I watched helplessly as the tall beast stretched out its black claws and patted me again. "Whoosh!" The sound of sharp arrows piercing the air almost brushed my ears, and the strong wind actually made my cheeks hurt. I just felt the blood mist burst out in front of me, and the arrows behind me were fired almost instantly. The bear finally roared and fell in front of my horse. It was my father who came over to save me, and only then did the guards from the brigade follow. Dad dropped his bow and opened his arms towards me from a distance, "Minmin!" I threw myself into my father's arms and realized I was afraid. Later, the bear's skin was peeled off and made into a bearskin mattress, which was spread in the house where I lived. Although Dad shot more than ten arrows, all of them were stored in the bear's heart. There were no other arrow holes in the whole mattress. My brother is extremely envious every time he sees him, "I wonder when I will be able to master the same archery skills as my father." Although there are many nobles in Tianhuang, it is rare to have a hero like my father, so even His Majesty relies on him so much that he commands the world's troops. How could such a person sit alone at the top of the building under the moon, playing the flute lonely? I decided that I had remembered it wrong. When I was angry with the seventh old master, my father finally sighed to me, "If you can't learn to write poetry, how can I explain it to your mother?" This is the first time my father mentioned my mother. He has a princess, a concubine, and many beautiful ladies in the house, but I know that none of those women are my mother. My mother is a southern barbarian. The first time my brother said this to me, I was so angry that my eyes were red and I pushed him into the lake. My father hired famous teachers to teach me martial arts since I was a child. Although my brother is taller and stronger than me, he is no match for me. He couldn't swim, so he choked in the water until he was drowned. When he was fished out by the personal guards of the mansion, he almost drowned. My brother was very loyal and never complained to my father, and he never used such words to offend me from now on. I don't know what poetry writing has to do with my mother, but that was the first time I saw my father's eyes look so sad, and I didn't want to make my father feel sad. Dad invited an old master again. It was said that he was a learned scholar, very knowledgeable and had a very good temper. I didn't want to annoy my father anymore, so I honestly followed him and read the words in the book. My Chinese has improved by leaps and bounds, and I can even write decent verses. The old master shook his head, twirled his beard and smiled, "The princess is very talented and has excellent understanding. With time, she will become a great person." What kind of great weapon will it become? There is no eight-part imperial examination in our country, so why should we learn those sour and rotten tunes? Fortunately, I learned how to compose poetry, so my father no longer made it difficult for me to study and allowed me to lead people hunting and having fun all day long. Ever since that encounter with the bear, my father assigned eight of his best archery guards to me. The Chinese names of these eight guards were Zhao Yishang, Qian Erbei, Sun Sanrui, Li Sijie, Wushushu, Wu Liupo, Zheng Qimie, and Wang Bashei. Neither of them are good names. I asked my father about it and he just smiled. When I was fourteen years old, I led the Eight Cavalry of Divine Arrows into a fight with the Crown Prince of Liang. The Prince of Liang was domineering, greedy and lustful, and actually bullied the weak in public on the street. I couldn't stand it for a while, so I took action to meddle in other people's business. Although there were many people on the other side, the eight knights around me fired a barrage of arrows, forcing the other side to become embarrassed and flee. Within a few days, people from Prince Liang's mansion came to our door. My brother and I were fighting with people outside all day long. My father was used to it and didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, King Liang actually sent someone to propose marriage for the crown prince this time. After seeing off the messenger, my brother sneaked behind and told me. I immediately wanted to hide the two swords and planned to go to Prince Liang's Mansion to cut off the ears of that daring disciple. My brother hurriedly grabbed me and said, "Dad excused himself by saying that you were too young and had already stopped him." "My father still knows that he feels sorry for me." That night, I accompanied my father by the lakeside, listening to the flute and drinking. Dad didn't mention this, but he said, "You've grown up, so when you walk around outside in the future, you should wear men's clothes." Wearing men's clothes will save you a lot of trouble. My dad sighed slowly and seemed to be saying to himself: "In a blink of an eye, you have become a big girl. When you get married, my dad will feel relieved." "I don't want to get married." I don't know why I feel so sad, "I will stay with my father for the rest of my life." "Nonsense, how can a girl's family not get married?" "Those princes and princes are disgusting to look at. I don't want to marry them." Dad laughed dumbly, "Then what kind of person do you want to marry?" "If I want to marry, I will marry an unparalleled hero." I just felt longing. "No one dares to disobey a hero who leads a hero." Dad smiled and didn't speak for a long time. His eyes looked at the mist on the edge of the lake. The moonlight is like a milky white gauze, soaking the buildings and pavilions as if they are floating in the mist. His voice also seemed vague, "You know that one day, he will appear in front of everyone's attention, wearing golden armor and holy clothes, stepping on seven-color clouds to marry you..." I clapped my hands and laughed, "That's what Dad said!" My father didn't answer, so I turned around and realized that my father was looking at the lake. His eyes looked melancholy and more like hurt. I called him, and he turned around, smiled and touched my hair, and said softly: "Minmin, you have really grown up." After a pause, he seemed to sigh, "Just like your mother." Isn't it good for a daughter to be like her mother? My father will never dislike my mother for being a southern barbarian, I just know it. Dad didn't say anything more, but just told me: "Your mother has told me that if you meet a person named Zhang Wuji in the future, you must be careful to be careful about him." I was very curious, "Zhang Wuji, who is he?" Dad said: "If I knew who he was, I would have sent someone to kill him long ago." For a moment, Dad's eyes were sharp, like the dark clouds moving away and the golden light shining brightly, "If anyone in this world dares to go against you, Dad will definitely kill him!" I didn't ask what else my mother said, because every time my mother was mentioned, my father would be very sad. A master Ku came to the house. He was a warrior given to my father by Khwarazmo. He was a master of martial arts, but unfortunately he was mute. I pestered him all day long to learn martial arts, and thieves were on the rise in the world. My father and my brother were often away at war, and they no longer cared about restraining me. Master Ku is really not bad to me. Although this mute was ugly and covered with sword marks, he always taught me martial arts with all his money and never kept anything private. And privately, he treats me really well. I love eating candied fruits from the little shop on the corner of the street. No one in the house wants to take responsibility for fear that I will have diarrhea, so only he is willing to secretly buy them for me. Whenever I sit on the wall and eat candied fruits, Master Ku will look at me with a smile. That look in his eyes is quite similar to that of my father. I think Master Ku is also very pitiful. Although he is a master of the first generation, his appearance is completely ruined, he has never married and had children, and he is always alone every day. If he had a daughter, she would be as old as me. During the Ghost Festival, something big happened in the house. Dad's most beloved sword was stolen. The name of the sword is "Yitian". I have seen it many times. It is indeed an unparalleled sharp blade in the world. My father cherished it very much. He always carried it with him and wiped it with his own hands. The royal palace was heavily guarded, and the Yitian Sword was stolen silently without any trace. It was obviously the work of a peerless master. My father was so furious that he chopped off the head of the guard captain and paid a lot of money to recruit experts to find the Yitian Sword. There were more and more people coming in and out of the house, and there were all kinds of strange people. These people were always talking about things in the world. I listened to them telling many stories, and I couldn't help but get excited and want to make a career in the world. My father was busy with military affairs, so he didn't stop me. He just asked me to bring more people to make sure everything was safe. I reassure Dad, I have the Eight Cavalry of the Divine Arrow, the Two Elders Xuan Ming, Ah Da, Er, Ah San, and most importantly, Master Ku. With these masters by my side, who dares to bring trouble to me? I am very happy walking around the Jianghu. The Jianghu is much more interesting than the palace. People tell me every day that the Jianghu is dangerous, but I don't think so at all. I led my men to recapture the Yitian Sword, and happily handed it back to my father. Dad held this peerless sharp blade and flicked it for a long time, "The old sword is deeply loved..." He seemed to be smiling, "I originally wanted to take this sword to the grave..." That night I fell asleep in a daze and heard the sound of the flute again. He put on his clothes and listened carefully, but the sound of the flute disappeared again. If the person playing the flute is Dad, he must be thinking of my mother again. The next day, my father handed me the Yitian Sword and said, "You are wandering alone, so take this sword to defend yourself." After all, my father loves me the most and will leave any good things to me. I built Green Poplar Villa, and in the sweet and cool land of the north, I built beautiful waterside pavilions and pavilions in the south of the Yangtze River. I know that half of my blood is the desolation and pride of the desert, and the other half is the exquisiteness of the southern barbarians. I stayed in Green Poplar Villa every day and began to think about my mother. What kind of person would she be? I did not delay my business. The rivers and lakes were like small ponds. I calmly observed the stones I threw. The new leader of Mingjiao is named Zhang Wuji. Mingjiao is the largest sect in the world. It had a great reputation a few decades ago due to the emergence of numerous talents. However, it has been in a state of decline since the disappearance of its former leader. This time, a young man was chosen to be the leader, and his name was Zhang Wuji. My mother told me more than ten years ago to be careful of this person. Dad said it solemnly, and there will be no mistake in his plan. Could it be that my mother had already met Zhang Wuji when he was very young? But Zhang Wuji was probably still young at that time. Even if my mother could see that he was a prodigy in martial arts, how could she know that he could grow up safely and have bad intentions towards me? I became curious and determined to get to know Zhang Wuji for a while. On the Ganliang Road, I sat under the shade of a willow tree with my Eight Horsemen, waving my fan and nonchalantly waiting for Zhang Wuji. The spy information is absolutely correct. He will definitely pass by here with the Ming Cult members. In the distance, smoke and dust rise from the horses' hooves, and the people on the road are in a hurry, rushing forward under the scorching sun. Here it comes.

Hey, I'm a big fan of V. Remember to keep up and update. I've bought them all for the time being. I'm waiting to gain weight later, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to stand it if I read a little bit a day. I like to read it all in one go.

The heroine has a driver's license, right?

The village chief is already like this, so what else can he do to be kind?

Catching insects "Quiet Night" should be Mirror Night (OvO)

I'm different. I used to play, but since I found out he bought a house, I stopped playing, and I will never contribute any money to him! ! Are other games the same? ? Then I don't know (I know and I pretend not to know)

Ahhhh, alive! Come on big~

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