Generals and Puppet Emperors

Aman contracted typhoid fever that night. The doctor diagnosed it as a result of stasis in his heart and the cold nights of the past few days. Fortunately, it was not serious.

I think more than half of the fault is due to me. Because I was soft-hearted towards Aman, I told her to eat whenever she wanted, and because I was worried that when I woke up the next day, I would see the strange eyes of the maids and hear their whispering. Whispering (I have no doubt that my image has been completely ruined) made Aman uncomfortable and did not accompany her to sleep beside her.

Her cheeks were flushed, and sweat was constantly oozing from her forehead. I followed the doctor's instructions clumsily and covered Aman's forehead with a hot towel. typeface.

I'm sorry I didn't hear my name.

After taking the prescribed medicine, Aman's condition was much better. She was wearing a snow-white coat and holding a cup of hot tea, sipping on her face. Suddenly, I felt like I didn't know where to put my hands and feet.

When I was a bodyguard, it was impossible to sit with the princess, otherwise it would be disrespectful. At that time, I couldn't feel the gap between myself and Aman. Now it seems that it is really a difference... It seems that I just forced a Like the dirty soil dragged down by an ethereal cloud.

Aman and I are separated by a vast river, even if Aman is pulled down to the cloud now, he is still far from me.

I don't know what kind of emotion came out of my heart.

I hope... Aman can keep his weak appearance like when he was sick. At that time, the distance between us was extremely close.

But at the same time, I also know very clearly that this is impossible, unless I want to watch my Aman be tortured to death.

Ah, I finally realized that there is a sick thing in my relationship, which is pushing me to have some unrealistic thoughts all the time, but these thoughts are really suppressed in my heart and cannot be erased.

The most sensible thing to do is to stay away from Aman, and then stay away.

But how can it be?I have already been poisoned by her, and it has penetrated deep into the marrow of my bones. If I were to let go easily, it would be better to let me die in the battlefield at the beginning.

I was facing Aman's bedside. She was lying flat on the bed and had fallen asleep. I clasped my thumbs nervously. No one knew. At this moment, I was in the midst of a battle between heaven and man, and I was fighting more crazily than on the battlefield. At the same time, it is troublesome to think about how to preserve most of the troops.

Lock it up...then she's mine alone.

The devil in me grinned and threw me a tempting idea.

After all, Aman will grow up. Will she be able to accept me as a sick guy?She used to have such a noble status, but now she has become a soldier's slave in disguise. At that time, would she hate me, hate me and even despise me?

Holding the future in your hands... is really a tempting temptation.

My palms are soaked in sweat, my pupils are wide open like Rakshasa, I don’t even need to think about how ugly my expression is now, for the first time, desire almost occupied my body and mind, and almost completely turned me into its slave .

I thought of myself.

I used to have the right to choose like Aman, Liangziliangzi, which is based on the ardent hope of my parents for me.My father was an important official in the court, and when I was very young, I was also a spoiled young lady.

The memory at that time is not deep, probably because of too much enjoyment, but I lived comfortably every day without any troubles or any particularly happy things.One day a thunderbolt struck my ignorant heart, and the haze gathered in my home.

My father was imprisoned, and all the glory and wealth were deprived. My mother let the servants take me away with tears in her eyes.

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I am addicted to Onmyoji and cannot extricate myself... I have only reached level 12 qaq