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    The sky is hazy and the clouds are thick.

    Beside him, Mu Xian was still sleeping soundly. He had short, fluffy hair, fair complexion, and long and black eyelashes, like a child.

    I took off his hand on my waist, got up and got out of bed.  I made a cup of hot tea and turned on my computer to check the income from my investment account.  A white and hazy number popped up on the boot screen: "164".

    There are still 164 days until Stan is destroyed.

    "Go back to bed." The deep voice sounded hoarse from getting up early.  Mu Xian was already awake, with his hands behind his head and his dark eyes locked on mine.

    I turned off the computer screen, got up and walked over.  He pulled me into his arms with a long arm.

    "What position do you want?" He nibbled my ear.

    "Maureen Mopu will call us in half an hour." I think this problem is obvious, "There is not enough time, we can't finish it."

    "I can be faster." His voice seemed a little hoarse.

    Twenty minutes later.

    I was lying on the bed, my whole body was soft and I didn¡¯t want to move.

    It turns out that he was more than a little faster.  The time is shortened to half an hour, so the intensity per unit time

    At this moment, he was still lying behind me, licking down my waist.

    "Go take a shower!" I said dully.

    "Yeah." He then let go of me, his deep voice seemed to still have some unfinished meaning.

    After he came out from the shower, after careful consideration, I thought it would be better to do this today.  Although I was a little tired at the time, the time was greatly shortened and I didn¡¯t have to spend hours in bed.

    So when I was putting on his shirt, I said: "In the future, shall we be like today? Well hurry up and be more efficient?"

    His eyes became a little strange: "You like this?"

    Of course I couldn¡¯t say it, as I didn¡¯t want to waste time in bed, so I replied, ¡°Well, I like it.¡±

    "Okay." He looked down at me.

    I didn¡¯t expect him to agree so easily, and I couldn¡¯t help but feel happy. As soon as I buttoned his trousers, I heard his slightly hoarse voice: ¡°I can be this fast all night long.¡±

    I was stunned: "That's not what I meant, I" What I want is short time, not fast frequency!

    A faint smile flashed in his eyes, he picked up his military jacket, put it on, and walked towards the door: "I'll pick you up in a moment."

    Looking at his smile, I was a little suspicious: Did he do it on purpose?

    Yes, that must be the case.  He had already seen through my intention and deliberately misinterpreted it to scare me!

    I feel so sweet that I want to laugh.  Unexpectedly, as soon as he grinned, he suddenly turned around at the door, with a gentle face and a low voice: "Hua Yao, let's start tonight."

    I suddenly froze, could he be serious

    But he has already closed the door and left.

    The room became empty again, and without him, it seemed that it was missing a certain kind of warmth.

    I thought about the conversation just now and became distracted.  After a while, I realized that I was sitting there with a smile on my face.

    I turned the computer back on, and the white number "164" popped up again.  My heart sank slightly and I couldn't laugh anymore.

    There are still 164 days until Stan is destroyed.

    There are still 164 days left until Mu Xian¡¯s last death.

    Gu Min's words seemed to ring in my ears again: "If history cannot be changed, you should try your best to make the people you love live a better life while they are alive."

    If history cannot be changed

    I felt a slow, heavy twitch in my heart.

    Twice in history, the era of superpowers began on that day, and Mu Xian died on that day both times.

    I took a deep breath, let out a long breath, and suppressed the dull pain in my heart.

    I have told Mu Xian in detail about the two lives.  He didn't say anything, but with his intelligence and keenness, did he realize that history might not be changed at all?  When you go round and round, do you always come back to where you started?

    In the past few days, he has been thinking very hard about the migration to Stan, but as long as he has time, he will stay with me every step of the way and be obsessed with me - is it because we may only have 164 days left?

    No, I won't just give up.

    And one thing will definitely change.

    That is this time, I will always stand with him and work hard together until we die.

    No matter what day we die.

    ***

    An hour later, Mu Xian¡¯s three fleets, a huge fleet group, all??According to Mu Xian¡¯s meaning:

    Appoint Mu Xian as the commander-in-chief of the national fleet in an emergency, and can use all the troops without the emperor's order;

    The eldest prince Ta Rui led the ministers to immediately implement the specific work of the migration.  I think it's a good decision - moving involves a lot of work and Taree is a good fit.  However, Mu Xian mentioned a few days ago that he had secretly arranged for someone to monitor Ta Rui.  When he said this, his expression was calm.  I think maybe after what happened last time I was secretly executed, he no longer trusts Tari as his elder brother.

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    Of course, ministers also raised questions.  The Prime Minister said, if the disaster does not happen and the foundation of the entire Stan is shaken by this migration, how will he explain to the people in the future?

    We have not discussed this issue in advance. I looked at Yipu City a little nervously.  Unexpectedly, he replied without changing his expression and sincerely: "I am fully responsible for this matter. If I make a mistake in my judgment, I will die to thank the people. Please bear witness."

    Mu Xian suddenly raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and I was speechless.  The other ministers were all moved.

    As a result, Yipu City continued its efforts: "If it succeeds, you will be the heroes who saved Stan. Your names will be recorded in the annals of history. The people of Stan, me and my descendants will always remember and thank you!"

    The ministers were obviously inspired and moved. They all knelt down on one knee and saluted respectfully towards Yipu City: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

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    On that day, elites from various government departments were summoned to the meeting hall of the palace.  After Yi Pu Cheng encouraged everyone with a weak look, he said "I'm not feeling well, Noel will perform my duties for the time being." and returned to the palace.

    I was also sent back to the palace where I was staying.

    When I woke up, the sky outside the window was already showing the white color of fish belly.  The bed next to me was still cold and flat.

    Although he had known for a long time that starting to migrate meant that he would work hard day and night.  But he didn't come home all night, which still made me feel distressed.

    Putting on his coat, he walked slowly onto the lawn outside the palace, and saw a familiar figure sitting on a lounge chair, with one hand on the armrest, holding a cigarette.  In the ashtray beside him, there were already four or five cigarette butts.

    I was slightly startled.

    Mu Xian never smoked.

    As I got closer, I could clearly see his slender fingers holding the cigarette and taking a few puffs calmly.  The white cheeks, lingering in the smoke, actually revealed a bit of silence and loneliness.

    I suddenly felt a little stuck in my heart.

    I don¡¯t remember which book I read that smoking is not a physiological need for most men, but a psychological need.  Because of stress, frustration or injury

    So he smoked for the first time today, was it because he was under too much pressure, or was it because he imprisoned his father with his own hands?

    He turned around to see me, his eyes were deep, he had already put out the cigarette butt, and reached out to hold me in his arms.  I was heartbroken, but a faint smile appeared on his face.

    "I'm sorry, I missed my appointment last night" He leaned down and kissed her passionately and forcefully.

    ¡°Hmm¡­then make up for it later?¡± I laughed.

    There was also a smile in his voice: "I will definitely make up for it in the future."

    I hugged him tightly silently, letting his cold lips and tongue linger freely.

    Later, later.

    We will definitely have a future.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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