widowed with sickness

"The flag was lowered on the king's city, and I learned about it in the deep palace. 14 people were all disarmed, and none of them was a man."

There is no suspense in the battle of Pingshu. The army has only been out for more than two months, and the king of Shu has already boarded the transfer chariot.

This time the leader was not the general—although the commander was recommended by the general, it was not the general himself.

Otherwise, the general will definitely hang this woman to death in the court of the king of Shu and never allow her to appear in front of the emperor.

Listening to the emperor chanting "But when the west wind comes, I don't know how to change it secretly in fleeting years", looking at the astonishingly humble woman above the hall, the general was bleeding with hatred, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Fortunately, after the palace banquet, the "not a man" king of Shu still took his family away.The general breathed a sigh of relief, and stayed in the palace begging for nothing, pestering the emperor to do something indescribable.

After coping with the tedious etiquette of the day, the emperor was already exhausted, but because of the general's kindness, he had no choice but to cheer up.

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The emperor didn't expect where the general's brain had gone, after all, he didn't control sex - even when he lingered most in the flowers, he liked the cardamom girl and the beauties.

Therefore, when the servant reported that the general was searching for young musicians all over the capital, the emperor's first reaction was that his general had finally become enlightened.

After all, splitting peaches and cutting off sleeves is considered elegant, and harmony between husband and wife is a human relationship.

The emperor thought so, but the brush in his hand hung in the air for a long time.After a while, bean-sized ink dots dripped onto the paper.

He came back to his senses suddenly, but he could only watch helplessly as the portrait of the general he had painted all afternoon was scrapped.

Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Goosen, Xueming.The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

The emperor sighed softly, folded the rice paper in half from the center, and then tore it in half.

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A few days later, the general invited the emperor to his home.

After drinking for three rounds and eating five flavors, the newly bought dancer will appear on the stage.

Spring orchid and autumn chrysanthemum, each is good at winning.

The emperor held his wine glass, knocked on the armrest with one hand, and beat the beat casually.

The general's eyes were still fixed on the dishes on the table, but out of the corner of his eye, he lingered between the emperor and the song and dance, trying hard to tell which one the emperor liked.

But no, he even felt that the emperor wasn't watching the song and dance at all.

So the general felt even more uncomfortable.

He chose the person according to the deceased Zhen Ji, thinking that he would definitely please the emperor...

Sure enough, the emperor now prefers a woman like Mrs. Huarui...

"If there is nothing else, I will return to the palace."

After a dance, the emperor put down his wine glass and wanted to get up.

The general hurriedly held down the emperor's hand: "Your Majesty, will you watch another song?"

"I still haven't read the papers," the emperor said calmly, pulling out his hand seemingly unintentionally.

"His Majesty!"

Seeing that the emperor was really about to leave, the general hurriedly waved off the waiter Wu Ji, and knelt down: "Your Majesty..."

The emperor stopped and frowned slightly: "What do you mean, Qing?"

The general was still a little hesitant, but when he saw the emperor's impatient face, he couldn't care less about anything else, and stammered, "I don't know if Your Majesty has any... do you like these musicians in my family?"

Just this one sentence made his forehead sweat.

The emperor was stunned and didn't know how to react for a while.

Seeing that the emperor was just silent, the general panicked even more: "If there is no one you like, I will go find it again... I can find whatever your Majesty likes——"

"Qing, are you learning how to favor women?" The emperor finally interrupted.

The general blushed from "rubbing".

"Chen... I know that my appearance is shallow, and because I am a man, I can't bear to serve on the pillow mat..."

As he spoke, the dignified seven-foot man's eyes turned red.

The emperor closed his eyes and bent down to help the general up.

"Idiot..."