, passed down from his mother’s slender waist, from his father’s broad shoulders and slender legs, but the man in the mirror was still wearing the outdated clothes, and he only made a few gestures on his body when he undressed—the emperor panicked, and he Naked, retreated step by step, into the bedroom, onto the bed piled with snow-white pillows and veils.

At night, he immediately had a fever, and he had nightmares. Someone was playing with his limbs wantonly, and the way he couldn't put it down seemed to be an expression of satisfaction.He was turned over and over, and a heavy spirit looked down at him and controlled him. The spirit bent over and took the warmth from his dry and trembling lips.

Not surprisingly, the Emperor awoke to find his surroundings and limbs distressed, buried in a damp, smelly pillow.The next day, he ordered all weavers from all over the country to come to the capital to make him a unique new garment.

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