Yang Fan was telling jokes while holding his eldest grandson Wugou in his arms as he walked forward. The two of them laughed and laughed, and the last section of the mountain road actually took almost an hour.

The two of them climbed up slowly and reached a steep cliff. The mountain path could no longer be discerned further up.

Moreover, there is a cliff on one side of the mountain road. Yang Fan looked down and said, "We can't go up anymore. It's too dangerous. If we slide down, we will definitely die."

There are only rocks here, not even trees, so there is no scenery.

However, when people stand at a high place, they can see the continuous mountains, but the view is not clear.

Seeing her eldest grandson Wugou, who was almost paralyzed in her arms, her eyes were blurred. She was not interested in watching the scenery.

Yang Fan was speechless, this person is too sensitive!

It was just an unintentional touch, but already... As expected, he is as old as a wolf and a tiger.

Although Yang Fan is not a sanctimonious gentleman, he is also not an animal with a sperm-like brain.

With a wry smile, he shook his eldest grandson Wugu in his arms and said, "Wugu, look, if it were daytime, this would be a naturally occurring ink painting, but it doesn't look interesting at night either."

Changsun Wugao bit his lip gently, his big eyes were a little blurry, and he seemed to be full of tangles.

Ye Hu was also ashamed of his body's reaction.

This person in front of me is really an enemy, he can't help himself every time.

Just like during the day, I was actually in the clear sky, and had an indescribable intimate contact in the sky.

Could it be that she is really a lustful woman?

Looking at Changsun Wugou's tangled expression, Yang Fan could certainly guess what he was thinking, and he could naturally understand Changsun Wugou.

Yang Fan didn't feel guilty about having a relationship. In the final analysis, it was Li Er's fault.

This emperor has too many wives and only likes childishness. He actually let such a beauty go without touching her for several years. It is simply a sin.

The eldest grandson, Wugou, is only in his thirties. He is as young as a wolf and a tiger. Who can bear it?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan comforted him: "Wugu, you don't have to blame yourself? Even if I make a mistake, it's my fault. If God really wants to punish me, let him punish me?"

"Look, the moon waxes and wanes, and people have their joys and sorrows. You have sacrificed so much for him, and you should live a life for yourself. Don't worry, I will definitely create an opportunity to take you out of the palace. Time will not

It’s too long!”

"I believe you." Changsun Wugou's eyes flashed, he looked at Yang Fan affectionately, and murmured softly.

But she also knew that this was not that easy. She was trapped in the palace like a bird in a cage, how could it be so easy to achieve?

At this moment, she just wanted to cuddle up quietly.

Of course, Yang Fan also knew the difficulties and was troubled.

Are you really going to turn against Li Er?

He couldn't help but miss the future generations. In those days, there was no ruthlessness in pulling out dicks, so there was no need to be so entangled!

For a moment, it made him feel a little melancholy.

Yang Fan looked up at the sky. The moon in the sky was as broken as a string.

The night sky after the rain is cloudless, and the moon is bright and shining on the ground.

The moonlight shines on the mountains, and the colors of the mountains contrast with each other, making the crescent moon in the sky pale in comparison.

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is at this moment together.

This is not the sea, but the bright moon is still there!

Even though I and my relatives from my previous life are under the same bright moon.

But what separates them is not the mountains, but the endless thousands of years.

Yang Fan felt melancholy, thinking of relatives and friends who would never meet again in his previous life, and his eyes were filled with mist.

That ecstasy of longing stabbed his heart like a sharp awl, causing bone-piercing pain.

"It's great to be together at this moment in the world. Wujiu will hide this moment deep in his heart. However, there is no sea here. How can you say that there is a bright moon on the sea?"

The mountain night was quiet, and although Yang Fan's voice was small, Changsun Wugou could hear Yang Fan's murmur clearly.

Yang Fan completely let down his guard against his eldest grandson Wugu, who had a physical relationship with him. He was not wary at all. After hearing this, he replied: "Poetry expresses aspirations, so how can it be sure to suit the situation? Besides, this is just a sentiment."

The eldest grandson, Wugao, blinked his beautiful eyes and said with admiration: "Langjun is so talented! Such a poem is just casually written. Could it be that you are really a divine reincarnation, why do you know everything? Wugao is so lucky."

Then he sighed leisurely: "It's a pity that my innocent appearance is about to pass away. I don't know how long I can stay with you!"

Yang Fan didn't answer, but hugged Changsun Wugou's trembling body tighter.
Chapter completed!