The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

Accompanied by the sweet voice of his beloved, the emperor fell into a sweet dream.

But this dream soon became no longer peaceful.

Lu Yesheng saw another "self" standing in front of him, and this person, or some other existence, was looking at him silently.

Lu Yesheng quickly took a few steps back and took a defensive stance.

But the Lord God just stood there, staring at the human male, and slowly said: "After shedding the shell of 'Human Emperor', you are so powerless."

"You don't seem to know much etiquette when you say such things in my mind?" Lu Yesheng quickly regained his composure, put his left hand that was pinching his thumb behind his back, and didn't care whether his action that would reveal his fear could be noticed by the other party - anyway, it was enough for him as long as he could comfort himself.

"I can help you overcome this fear and take back the glory that belongs to the 'emperor' from your wife and children, whom you cannot control. Instead of pretending to be magnanimous and infatuated, I want to make it seem like you are compromising and giving up power out of your own will just because you love someone."

"Then, what do I need to pay? You will be the one who controls me next, right?" The emperor sneered, took out his left hand from behind his back, and clapped his palms with his right hand. "My Xianming, after all, is my gentle, beautiful and murderous wife. My Yuanjun, is the unicorn child we conceived and raised together, and I care about him in every way."

"I love them with all my heart. Love is bondage, possession and destruction. She walks into my world step by step, binds me, divides me, crushes and devours everything in my hands and heart inch by inch. But even if she breaks me into pieces, my bones, flesh and blood will only be more thoroughly integrated into her life. We are inseparable and coexist together." The emperor spread his hands and laughed wildly at the Lord God.

"what about you?"

"You actually used such vulgar words as fear and helplessness to describe me and my deep love for Xianming!" He laughed more and more wildly, as if the air in his lungs would be drained out at any time and he would faint.

"You are so pitiful." The Lord God lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "What you call 'love' is nothing more than a drug to soothe the fear in your heart, but you are addicted to this drug and even deceive yourself."

The emperor paused in laughter, shook his head helplessly, and took the initiative to step forward. He raised his hand and patted the Lord God, who was filled with inhumanity, like a brother: "Brother, what's wrong with this? Don't try to sow discord between me and Xianming with love or fear."

"Even without her, I will never accept the fate of having my future controlled by anything."

"I was born into the royal family. I sit on the throne and will be the monarch of the people of Dasheng for my whole life. My Dasheng has a bright future. Even if I have to sacrifice myself and others who are destined to be abandoned by the times... I will not exchange this future for a moment of survival and pleasure!"

"I am just an ordinary person. I am not like those wise emperors in other people's books. I am selfless and never show my emotions. I only do things that make me happy."

"No matter who you are, even if you are a god, don't think you can be my master!"

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"Wuyou Miao."

The girl who was called by her nickname turned around and saw a strange woman standing at the wall behind her with a smile on her face. He Anxian knew it was a trick, but still responded, "Who are you and how do you know my nickname?"

The woman had her hair in a simple bun. She was not young at all. When she smiled, wrinkles appeared on her face. “I am your mother. Don’t you recognize me?”

"Mother..." He Anxian smelled a faint sweet fragrance at the tip of his nose. She looked dazed for a moment, then nodded woodenly, "Yes, you are my mother..."

"Come on, let's go home together." Seeing that the incense had taken effect, the woman glanced around and saw that no one was passing by. She immediately walked out from the wall, took He Anxian's hand, and quickly went into the alley and disappeared.

Not long after they left, a few lightly dressed women appeared behind them.

The leader made a few gestures to the sisters behind him, and they quickly dispersed and also disappeared into the alley.

When Commander He picked up an anonymous letter from his desk in the afternoon, he was not surprised at all. He only showed the surprise and panic he had practiced for a long time on his face, and did his duty as a "human bait" should do.

There is a large army besieging the city.

The emperor is seriously ill.

In the eyes of those who are interested, now is the best time to take revenge.

Time flows by from the dripping water at the foot of the courtyard.

The sun gradually sets, and the sunset is as red as blood.

The emperor had not yet woken up, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was fighting a nightmare in his dream.

Xie Yuzhen walked out of the emperor's bedroom and saw Princess Cheng'an standing blankly under the eaves outside the palace, with a worried look on her face. The blood-red sunset painted the color of dusk on her plain clothes.

"Mother." Princess Cheng'an stepped forward and saluted.

Xie Yuzhen held her hand and said, "You've been tired all day, why don't you go back and rest?"

"My daughter feels uneasy, so she wants to hide with her father, the emperor, and her mother."

"Are you worried about your father?" Xie Yuzhen asked with a smile, "Don't be afraid, he's fine."

Princess Cheng'an first thought of her missing son, and then the second prince's stupid face. She took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Mother, my daughter..."

"Have you encountered something suspicious?" Xie Yuzhen is taller than Princess Cheng'an. Although they are almost the same age, when she acts like an elder, there is not much sense of disharmony.

The setting sun also shone on Xie Yuzhen's face, but her expression was gentle and compassionate, and the blood-red setting sun seemed to emit golden light.

Princess Cheng An's mind wandered for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she realized that the question that had been lingering in her mind had already been asked: "Mother... How did Concubine Deng anger my father so much that she would be so embarrassed in the future?"