Generals and Puppet Emperors

I think I'm drunk.

The wine burned in my throat, like a raging fire scorching my body, and the steaming hot spring outside was also very hot.The outside and inside of my body were attacked by heat at the same time. I felt the heat rushing to my head, and I swallowed it together with the clear wine I drank.

I got thirstier, sickly thirsty, but the more I drank the thirstier I became.

I think there should be blush on my cheeks, and my face has turned white, not as dark as it used to be, so the red should be very conspicuous.

My head rested on the edge of the hot spring pool, and my whole body was submerged in the water, leaving only my head floating on the water.

The spirit of alcohol has come up, but my capacity for alcohol is not bad, and the energy of drunkenness has not yet come to the fore.

I felt a little dizzy, a little hot, and a little hazy in front of my eyes, but my vision was still clear.I saw Aman pouring water on her body, and her snow-white shoulders were exposed in front of me without any concealment.

The situation at this time is completely different from what I saw when I bathed her regardless of her resistance. At that time, Aman was a small one, with pale skin, and was anxious all day long because of family affairs. There was always a trace of fear, and the whole small face was extremely gloomy, with almost no smile on it.When bathing her, under Aman's clothes was a thin torso, which was slightly better than a bone frame, and the bones on the back protruded, which was not good-looking at all.

Now Aman is like a goddess.

If the shoulders are shaved, the waist is as usual.The neck is extended and the item is beautiful, the quality is exposed, the fragrance is not added, and the lead is beautiful.

I think Aman at this time has a posture that is not weaker than Luoshen.

As I thought about it, I really read the poem describing Luoshen's posture. I didn't feel any embarrassment. The alcohol eroded my head, making the things inside it sticky like paste.

I don't know if I was blurred by the mist or drunkenness, I saw Aman cast her eyes on me, her lips opened and closed, with little drops of water on them, and her fair face was getting closer and closer to me.

She seemed to be whispering something, but it didn't reach my ears.

I entered a quiet field of vision, the hazy mist no longer escaped, and Aman's face was frozen.

so beautiful...

4 Reminds me of spring peaches and summer lotuses, and I seem to see a swan stretching its neck, surrounded by silence, and it seems that a gust of wind invades my internal organs with an intoxicating fragrance.

I was warm all over, I stretched my body lazily, the heat on my face finally dissipated, but my whole body became warm again, as if I was bathing in the sun and absorbing the morning dew brought by the wind.

I seem to hear a voice gently asking: "Will you always be with me?"

For some reason, I subconsciously decided that it was Aman, and answered firmly:

"Yes, even if there is only one day left in my life, I will not give up on you."

unless……

I felt a little sad, and something like tears was secreted from the corner of my eye.

I was trapped in a hazy consciousness, and Aman's face gradually blurred, replaced by a green, smiling face.

The rustling voice filled my ears.

The drunkenness came up, fast and swift, and I don't know if the hot spring played a role in stimulating it.

The smiling face suddenly changed, becoming ugly and vicious.

That's not Aman, I know, even though I'm drunk.

At first... I thought this person could accompany me to the end.

At that time, the branch of the peach tree belonging to Aman had just sprouted, but the branch of the peach tree belonging to this person was already flourishing.

The author has something to say:

Cough, just thinking about the new characters that appeared.

And, Aman is definitely not a stand-in or something.