The Prime Minister's worst possible outcome: His time-traveling wife wants a divorce.

Don't forget that Liu Bei claimed to be a "celestial girl" and said that she could predict the future.Back then Zhang Yan also said that Bu Nian was not an ordinary person...

So...don't read...

won't be old either?!

Cao Cao leaned against the threshold in a slightly decadent manner.How to make you always by my side, how to make the world unable to stop you and me from separating.

Compared to Cao Cao, Bu Nian in his deep sleep trembled slightly, and the panic that he deliberately ignored spread unconsciously.

In the dream, it seems that there is always something chasing me.

Mrs. Huan... Cao Chong...

Do not read murmur.

What a bad premonition.

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The sun is rising.

Cao Cao on the bed raised his hand to hug his side, but unexpectedly found that there was no one beside him.

Cao Cao was startled, and suddenly lost sleepiness.

"Don't read!"

Really, did I just have a long dream?

In the tidy and simple house, the leftover green plum wine is quietly placed on the small table, and the aroma has already diffused throughout the night.In front of the dressing mirror, there is a woman sitting alone doing her makeup.Her simple and elegant skirt looked like a flower when it bloomed, gorgeous but not enchanting.

Hearing the movement on the bed, Bu Nian turned around and said with a smile, "What are you yelling about so early in the morning? You shouldn't be having nightmares, right?"

It was just one simple action, but it became an unforgettable mark in Cao Cao's eyes.

"Yeah... I took your appearance as a dream." Cao Cao's voice could not hide the tiredness.

Bu Nian Yingying smiled, stretched out his hand to Cao Cao, and said, "Come here, let me help you comb your hair."

Without hesitation, Cao Cao got up and walked to Bu Nian's side step by step.

The man in red and the woman in light-colored satin, at this moment in the bronze mirror, looked very suitable.

"I remember when I first married you, you couldn't do anything. You couldn't change clothes, you couldn't tie your hair... Even being a maid should despise you. Even a little porcupine with a bad personality."

Bu Nian puffed out his mouth and tapped Cao Cao's head with a mahogany comb: "Isn't this going to be familiar?"

With a smile on the corner of Cao Cao's mouth, he looked at Bu Nian in the mirror without moving.

During the time she left, he had a lot to say to her.But when she stood in front of her, thousands of words became a wish.Stay by his side.

Bu Nian combed Cao Cao's long hair carefully, and suddenly said "Hey", "Don't move, I saw a white hair. Pull it out for you!"

Saying that, Bu Nian has torn off her white hair.

It was just a slight pain, but it made Cao Cao's heart tremble.

gray hair...

Yeah, he's getting old.

"Look!" He waved his white hair in front of Cao Cao as if he didn't want to show off, "It must be you, you have married too many wives and concubines! Fuck you're overworked!"

As soon as Bu Nian finished speaking, Cao Cao raised his hand and hugged Bu Nian into his arms. His hands were so strong that Bu Nian felt a little painful.

At this moment, two maidservants who came into the room carrying the toiletry utensils bumped into this scene impartially, blushed, and bent over to retreat.

"Meng De...it was early in the morning, everyone else saw it!"

Cao Cao didn't intend to let go at all, but just hugged her tightly, as if she would disappear in the next second.

"do not leave Me."

Bu Nian smiled slightly, but shouted: "Cao Mengde, you are so stupid! I told you I won't leave." Then, Bu Nian stretched out his hand to pinch Cao Cao's earlobe, and said with a glare, "But the premise is, You want to take all those singers from the Tongque Tower..."