[Nan Gu has a wet dream] Part 2 updated!
Part 1: Nan Gu's old sleepwalking with a wet dream
It's the middle of winter again, but it's still bloody.
Fu Xiyue survived being licked by the edge of a knife, guarding half of the Southern Dynasty and her father's thoughts.
Once upon a time, she thought it would be good for her to die on the battlefield like this, but she had no choice. She needed to lift the black cloth that shrouded the truth back then.
Just living like this on thin ice, not daring to indulge, not making mistakes. But fortunately, Nangong Mu was always there, and he kept her in his heart, allowing her to feel the warmth in the cold world. He stood behind her, at the intersection of yang and yin. He stretched out his hand, and no matter whether she turned her head or not, she could touch the flowing light.
Nangong Mu: I was born to live for the Southern Dynasty, but from now on, I want to live for Fu Xiyue and the so-called "abandoned son". Nangong Mu regained two lives from the god of death, one to repay a favor and the other to love.
Fu Xiyue said a long time ago: If we discuss the gains and losses in the future, I will never regret that I went to An Dynasty with my own body. But when I was preparing to die together towards the end of my life, I saw those eyes, which were hotter than my heart. He looked at me and was about to watch me die cruelly.
I look at the sun and the moon with pity and say goodbye to my old age. Once I was drunk, I was hired for the battlefield.
A female general who made even the times sad, finally fell to the fate of the times.
Purpose: May the people be healthy, the national assets be abundant, and there will be no more wars and wars.