widowed with sickness

"The widow has a disease, and the widow is lustful."

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At that time, the emperor was just a prince.

The elder brother who has direct relatives is responsible for opening up the frontier and expanding the land, and the prince only needs to be responsible for sleeping flowers, sleeping willows, eating, drinking and having fun.

But swords and arrows have no eyes on the battlefield, and one day, the prince went ten miles out of the capital, but what he greeted was his brother's coffin.

In fact, the original prince put on the battle armor and raised the sword to avenge his brother.

Then he waited for the good news from the front line - the general ordered the three armies to mop up, and in the name of avenging his father, he just turned a big defeat into a big victory.

Hearing the news, the prince sat there all night, and then threw the Longquan sword he had just found back into the storeroom.

In today's world, soldiers who are arrogant will chase after commanders, and handsome and strong will rebel.

The prince thinks being a dandy is a promising career...much more promising than the puppet emperor.

Before the death of the late emperor, the prince entrusted his three-year-old nephew to the general without any brotherly love.

"If the emperor is talented, he will be able to stabilize the country and live up to the entrustment of the late emperor."

The ignorant little prince still didn't know that he had been abandoned, he still grabbed the prince's sleeve and looked at the general curiously.

The general stared straight at the prince, and after a long while, said slowly: "The world is uncertain, and the country depends on the king."

The prince was startled, and then spread his hands casually: "I have a disease, and I am lustful."

At that moment, he seemed to see that the general's eyes dimmed slightly.

Before he could figure it out, the general suddenly held the knife at his waist, took a step closer, and said in a deep voice: "The king is as lustful, he is the same as the common people, what is there for the king?"

The prince was still about to say something, the general quickly pulled out his knife from its sheath, and the sharp blade rested on the little prince's neck.

The little prince cried "Wow", and the prince suddenly pulled him into his arms.

The general's blade still stays in place, but with his martial arts, killing people doesn't care about this distance.

Exclaiming all around, the ministers flocked to escort them, but a group of soldiers stepped forward quickly and stood in front of them with knives.

The prince's face darkened suddenly: "The first emperor treated the envoys well!"

The general lowered his eyes, touched the ground with the tip of the knife, and still said slowly: "Mr. Guo Lai."

The prince clenched his fists tightly, and the warm little body in his arms gradually calmed down his heart.

Brother's coffin, brother's orphan, brother's country.

The prince closed his eyes and said softly, "As you wish."

So the prince became the emperor.