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The strong Yin Qi was emanating from Qin Yue'er's body, and Zhao Zhiyong subconsciously wanted to run away, but before he could stand up, the Yin Qi wrapped around him like a long snake.

He rolled his eyes and fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was wearing a Tang Dynasty skirt and a double-ringed bun.

How could I do that, wearing women's clothes?

Zhao Zhiyong's mind was filled with mist, as if a thick fog had covered his consciousness and his memory as a modern person, but another strange memory emerged -

Oh, by the way, I am Yang Yuhuan, the young lady of the Yang family!

Yang Yuhuan, the daughter of an official family.

Later, because his father died young, he had to be fostered in his third uncle's home.

Yuhuan is an extremely smart girl. She has learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and is especially good at dance and music.

So, his dream picture at this moment is like this——

A tall, thick-set man with green stubble on his chin, wearing a Tang Dynasty skirt, twisting his plump waist, was dancing in the garden.

A crowd of maids and old ladies gathered nearby applauded and praised: "Miss dances so well!"

Soon, the scene changed and the background switched to the wedding banquet at the princess mansion.

King Shou, who was wearing a golden crown and splendid attire, walked out of the flowers and was immediately attracted by Yang Yuhuan's back.

And Yang Yuhuan, who was standing in the crowd, heard a cry of "His Royal Highness King Shou has arrived!"

She looked back and smiled, and all the noble ladies from the aristocratic families around her were overshadowed by her grace.

King Shou was surprised for a moment and murmured: "There is such an overwhelming beauty in the world!"

That day, the high-ranking Shou Wang deliberately found an opportunity to chat with her for a long time. He knew that she was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and was especially good at music and dance. She was truly talented and beautiful, so he fell in love with her even more. .

When parting, he promised to marry her.

The Yang family's official position was not high and they were inconspicuous among the nobles.

The uncle said: "The Yang family's lintel is too low, and I might not be able to become the prince's wife. But if she can be a concubine, it would be good to have a relationship with the royal family."

Yuhuan didn't want to be a concubine, but the young and handsome appearance of King Shou always appeared in her mind from time to time.

That day, the look in his eyes was so hot.

He said: "Are you the daughter of the Yang family? Okay, I remember, I will marry you!"

This was his promise that she recalled repeatedly for many days afterward, with both sweetness and worry in her heart.

She knew what her uncle said was true. The Yang family's daughter was not worthy of being a royal wife. But if she was a concubine, she would feel wronged for herself.

After a period of time, the Yang family welcomed a special envoy from the palace.

King Shou did not make her a concubine, but overcame all objections and married her as his wife.

On the wedding night, he gently lifted her red hijab.

Under the swaying red candle, the young man's eyes shone brightly - her husband was so handsome and young.

That night, they lingered with each other, expressed their love to each other, and made a lifelong promise.

He inserted a gorgeous gold walking stick into her bun and said: "One step, one step, one thought. In this life, you can only think of me."

She nodded shyly and thought to herself: Apart from her husband, who else could Yuhuan miss?

But with just a flick of fate's hand, she transformed from Princess Shou to the emperor's concubine.

The emperor is so high that everyone praises his wisdom.

But such a wise emperor fell in love with his daughter-in-law.

With an imperial edict, Yang Yuhuan was sent to the Taoist temple, and from the glorious and luxurious Princess Shou to a female Taoist priest.

Then from a female Taoist priest, she became the emperor's concubine.

Everyone said that she was destined to be by the king's side.

Because of her, the Yang family was given a high position and high salary, and was so glorious that the world would envy them.

But who could know how disgusting it was to her to be loved and envied by the world?

Is there any woman in the world who wants to be bullied by a bad old man every night? What's more, the bully is her father-in-law, her former husband's father.

She still remembered the day the imperial edict was issued.

King Shou collapsed and was about to rush into the palace, but was stopped by his mother.

They talked in the room for a day, and when he came out again, his eyes were red and he dared not look at her again.

She knew that there was no room for change in the matter.

She didn't blame him, and couldn't blame him for anything.

That man is an emperor, and no one can say no to what he wants.

She couldn't keep the person she wanted, couldn't control her own destiny, and couldn't even show any sadness for fear of bringing disaster to the family.

She was drunk in beautiful and glorious dreams time and time again.

How many times had she woke up from a dream in the middle of the night, and she suddenly thought that she was a newly married woman, but when she turned her head, she saw a face full of wrinkles, and she could still vaguely smell the smell of decaying old people in the snoring.

She couldn't help but think of King Shou again, her former husband.

At that time, there was someone new by his side, and he wondered if he would think back to those years like he did when he dreamed about it at midnight.

But think about it, so what? After all, they can never go back.

Now, even if he sees her again, he must follow the palace rules and call her respectfully: "Your Majesty."

Noble concubine, what a noble title.

But in fact, she is just a pet kept by the emperor. He will pamper her, love her, and give her supreme rights.

But at the critical moment of life and death, when he was endangered, he would not hesitate to put her to death.

In front of Mawei Slope, the white silk swayed in the wind. She closed her eyes and thought about her life. She only felt that her life was like a big joke.

Ups and downs, love and hate, and finally falling into a white silk...

With Bai Ling wrapped around her neck, Concubine Yang Guifei at this moment, or Zhao Zhiyong...

The feeling of suffocation surrounded him. There was nothing around his neck, but it seemed as if his throat was being strangled and he couldn't breathe.

"Help, help..."

The voice in the dream cannot be heard. He was in great despair and in great pain.

Why, why is it that men are obviously the ones who perished, but women are made to bear the blame for the disaster?

Why, why do those men say they love "her" for the rest of their lives, but then abandon "her" one by one.

The longevity king is like this, and the emperor is like this.

Song of everlasting regret, song of everlasting regret, this hatred lasts forever!

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