The Beloved Concubine of the Young Emperor Who Abandoned His Slaves and Turned the World Upside Down

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I still like you very much, even if we never meet again in this life.

Yangyang, I want to discuss something with you. We are all so united, do you want to consider the third update?

Today I wrote a long review of Empress Jiang in Xiaoxiang, so instead of favoring one over the other, KouKou Bookstore will write about Lu Meiren! In the past two days, Queen Jiang showed off her power to protect her husband, which made many Queen fans blush. There were also many words of resentment against Lu Meiren, as well as the pursuit of Young Master Kyung. Faced with this situation, I just laugh! Don't refute, just use examples to make the other party's arguments difficult to explain! First of all, let me say that I am not disgusted with Gongzi Jing, nor do I like him very much. On the contrary, I prefer Qin Tianyi! Off topic! Lu Meiren was born with one less soul and could not cultivate spiritual power, but Lu Meiren reached the strength of Nian Zong. Without correct guidance, she only relied on her own cultivation. Nian Zong... Gongzi Kyung is a genius with extraordinary talent and background. He entered Baiyuan Academy and is now at the pinnacle of the spiritual general. I just want to know, if Lu Mei and Gong Zijing have the same talent, who is better, Lu Mei and Gong Zijing? Of course, this is a hypothesis, we can't correctly imagine it, but we will never criticize Lu Meiren's "weakness", yes, weak, the male protagonist who relies on the female protagonist to protect him, what is not weak? But, Beauty Lu is not weak! The Lu family's ability to survive in the cracks relies on Lu Meiren's resourcefulness. Lu Meiren's strategy, one step counts as ten! Lu Meiren can live so long because of the murderous intention of the royal family and the instigation of all forces. In addition to the protection of the Lu family, he also sacrificed himself. Empress Jiang has a deep understanding of how difficult it is to practice telekinesis. Moreover, Empress Jiang also has Lu Meiren's teachings, but Lu Meiren does not! Lu Meiren's weakness is not that she cannot take on the responsibility, but a kind of experience, which is the experience given by Yangyang. Lu Meiren is not weak, Lu Meiren is calm and experienced, his vision is not short-sighted, he is forbearing, he is good at planning, Lu Meiren is an unconventional male protagonist, don't underestimate Lu Meiren! Because the dragon sleeps in the abyss, it is not lethargy, but gathering strength to fly into the sky, soaring over the sea of ​​clouds, overlooking the common people! Lu Meiren is such a hidden dragon!

I haven't written a blog post for a long time. It seems that after writing the article, I put all my energy into the 'world' I created, and experienced what each character in the article experienced. Today, I want to tell the story of [Demon Concubine] and the Mu Qingge in my heart! [Devil's Concubine], well, regular readers who are familiar with me know that, in fact, I write about urban supernatural beings. I will be more comfortable controlling urban supernatural stories. However, perhaps when I was writing, I was too involved and poured all my emotions into my first urban supernatural novel [The Rise], which caused me to feel tired of urban supernaturals for a period of time. If I don't want to write about superpowers, what else can I write about? Romance? This is not what I'm good at. Supernatural? I remember once I joked in the group that I wanted to write a supernatural novel, and many scared readers came to me and said, "No, we are afraid!" Well, my article is written for you to read. If you are afraid, what else should I write? (Actually, I would be afraid myself!) After excluding the use of Dafa, all I can write seems to be fantasy! Yes, fantasy! Fantasy, here I come! ! I want to write fantasy! But, at the beginning, I had no confidence. Because I don't have an ancient style of writing and am not very good at describing those gorgeous fighting scenes, so can I write it? For two whole years, I kept asking myself this question! Constantly conceiving the framework of [Demon Concubine], constantly denying myself, and constantly encouraging myself. After two years of silence, I calmed down and thought about it. I still want to write the story of [Devil Concubine]. In that case... Okay! I gritted my teeth and wrote! The worst thing is to pounce~! Just flutter and flutter, and you will become a god! This is called, Fight God! After making up my mind, I began to enter the world of [Demon Concubine]. I put aside my previous worries and was completely immersed in the development of the story, unable to extricate myself. I put myself at the lowest point, faced everything as a new person, and started from scratch! Little by little, [Devil Concubine] is known and accepted by more and more people. Many readers are curious, why do I like to read long comments? That's because this is the most intuitive feedback you gave me after reading the article. I don't want the articles I have worked so hard to write for several years to become just a passing cloud. I hope to leave something in the hearts of readers who have read them. Even if it's just an unforgettable moment. My dragon friends say that I am very good at sensationalizing in my writing. Hahahaha, actually, I am not a sensationalist at all, and even a bit uninteresting. The so-called sensationalism is just because it comes from the heart! If I am doing what I like and can treat what I like as a career, what reason do I have not to work hard? Mu Qingge, Mu Ge, they are just one word apart, but they are worlds apart! She is a soldier. In her past and present lives, her destiny is inseparable from the concept of being a soldier. However, she is also a person who has clear grudges and will retaliate. To protect her heart, she would go against the world! When creating this character, I portrayed her as a man in most of the plot. However, she is a woman after all, so the unique characteristics of women are indispensable. Mu Qingge! Mu Qingge! Mu Qingge! Every time I shout this name in my heart, I can feel the beating of my heart and the excitement of my blood. She is the most trustworthy partner in the eyes of her peers! In the eyes of his subordinates, he is an omnipotent god! In the eyes of the enemy, he is a heinous monster! However, in my heart, she is just a person with blood and tears. Some of my favorite scenes are not when she drags her crazy to the sky, but when... Yicheng is trapped! Kill the uncle in the street! Lian Lian passed away! Yiyao is marrying far away! War drums in the rain! The Battle of Han Cun! ... A passionate counterattack in the finale. Mu Qingge's life was as vigorous as her favorite color, as red as fire and as bright as the sun. She loves hard liquor because she has a strong personality. Spirits and heroes! Mu Qingge is not a hero, but she can still shoulder the responsibilities of the world on the shoulders of a woman! In the text of 4.2 Million words, there is only one word surrounding Mu Qingge - passionate! To quote what Queen Jiang will say later in the article: "There is only one Mu Qingge in the world! No matter how similar others are, they are not the same after all!" What about Mu Qingge in your hearts?

The first post talks about young Lord Mu Qingge. Today, in this second post, let's talk about Si Mo. I don't know how many readers who follow me now, pay attention to me, and support my works started from reading my first book [Rise], all the way to [Devil Concubine], [Beloved Concubine]... The male protagonist in my novel, well... Some people say, runs a bean sprout factory! (Because the small black house is very suitable for growing bean sprouts!) Hahahahaha! Okay, I admit it! My fantasy male protagonists have a relatively low appearance rate. Dansu! ! It has a strong sense of presence! For example, our Uncle Mo! Simo! He is the male protagonist in "The Devil's Concubine" and is equipped with everything a fantasy male protagonist should have. Handsome appearance, powerful abilities, and doting on the heroine. But, do you know? At the beginning, this character only had the label of 'male protagonist' in my mind. Perhaps it's because the lord's flirtatious red color is too dazzling. The character of Si Mo was incredibly thin in my initial conception. He only exists because he should exist! However, as the plot unfolds, this character gradually becomes more fleshed out, and it gradually becomes clear in my brain that he has a past, a present, and a past. The first time many readers were moved by Uncle Mo's love for the Lord was the earth-shattering reversal of the forbidden curse in the trial space. How many people were moved by his words, 'I only want her infallibility'? How many readers have shed tears because of the elimination of ten thousand years of cultivation? Perhaps, at that moment, Uncle Mo came to life completely in my heart! Do you think this is a set stage? No, I tell you. Not really! When I was writing that scene, I knew I needed a big climax to advance the plot and push their relationship to the next level. The words that touch your heart are only natural from the depth of love. When I described that, I took on Si Mo's emotions and typed that sentence involuntarily. At that moment, like you, I felt his deep affection! The clarity and fullness of the characters made the later description much smoother. However, Si Mo's setting is too perfect, and I need a gap. Therefore, the ten-thousand-year-old dog blood terrier appeared - amnesia! I remember that when this plot first emerged, the two comment areas of Xiaoxiang and Shucheng were filled with shouts and curses, and they threatened me to abandon the article~ I held the pot lid, endured all the abuse, and continued writing according to my settings. I told you that a clichéd plot can also be written in an anti-cliché way. You are still worried, but in the end, I handed in an answer that satisfied you! On the day the amnesia gag came out, there were finally no more scoldings in the book review section, but cheers from those who had eaten enough dog food. I think maybe from that moment on, you finally believed in me and could make [Devil Concubine] different. At the finale, when Si Mo was waiting for the Lord, I don't know how many people shed tears. Some people asked me why I wrote it like this... I just want to say that beauty comes from contrast! Hope after despair is even more cherished. No matter how powerful a person is, there are times when he is beyond his reach. To fight against heaven and earth, there will inevitably be sacrifices. Otherwise, God, it would be too rebellious! Damn, it's so easy to bully! Si Mo was either unable or unwilling. When he gave up a more powerful force, he was doomed to take risks. There is life and death, and that is perfection! And because of this life and death, Si Mo, he is no longer a symbol! He became a person with bones, flesh, blood, and emotions! That's it for today's essay... It's a bit scattered, but it's all about the real creative process. I write this just in the hope that you can know some of the unknown processes behind the creation!

If Mu Qingge represents a kind of faith that never admits defeat, then Jiang Li represents a kind of deep and passionate love! The recent plot has been full of ups and downs, right? I don't know how many times you have cried, but I dare to say... The tears you shed are touching and a feeling of empathy! You all say that my writing has a strong sense of authenticity and is very real... You think I am cruel and too cruel. However, if the writing is not true, how can you feel the same way? My writing is not abusive, but upon closer inspection it is actually full of warmth. You don't have to worry about the sadomasochism in your imagination. Trust me, just keep watching. I won't disappoint you, I will only make you feel that this arrangement is the best! What is pet? Maybe my understanding is different from yours. The love I understand is a kind of care that transcends life and death! Even if some things seem cruel to everyone, in retrospect, they feel sweet to the heart. Lu Jie, when he first came out, almost everyone was criticizing him. At that time, I said, I will make you all like him. Then, I did it! When you all fell in love with him, I said, I will make you feel sorry for him, and I did it later! Now, I tell you, I will let you truly integrate into the story of the beloved concubine, fall deeply in love with this man, and become obsessed with this woman... Just wait and see!

When I wake up early in the morning, I habitually click on the comment sections of Xiaoxiang and Shucheng. Looking at your messages, I feel that my heart is warmed, warm, touched, and comfortable. Perhaps it is because expectations are too high, and when reality fails to meet expectations, disappointment will always occur. I cannot deny that this emotion has been bothering me during this period. I tried various ways to relieve stress, but the effect was minimal. I ask myself repeatedly every day, 'Can I write the story of the beloved concubine well? ' The answer is yes! I can write well! Because the story of [The Beloved Concubine] has long been in my heart. It is a story that moved me and made me want to describe it in detail. However, I was troubled by some of my current achievements and my mentality collapsed. Perhaps, I care too much about the performance of this book and urgently need some data to prove that I can do it. Therefore, as that saying goes, the more you want something, the less you will get it. I even wondered for a while whether everyone disliked the story of "The Beloved Concubine"? Did I write poorly? Is there something wrong with the plot? Do I have to write it like [Devil's Concubine] so that people will like it? However, [Devil Concubine] is [Devil Concubine], and [Beloved Concubine] is [Beloved Concubine]. These are two completely different stories, with different rhythms, different backgrounds, and even the tone of the stories. I can't throw fire into the water, I can't destroy the [favorite concubine] in my heart. So, I will write according to my own ideas. Will [Beloved Concubine] have the same results as [Devil Concubine], or even be higher than [Devil Concubine]? In fact, I want to tell you that Xunji Yangyang can write many stories with different feelings for you to read, instead of only being able to write about one [Devil Concubine]. In this state of mind, I became more and more nervous and unable to get out of the box I had set for myself. I'm frustrated, I'm irritable, I want to scream and vent my frustration. Today, it is your messages that give me the greatest encouragement and warmth! Your messages tell me that [Chong Fei] is being watched and liked by others. This is not my story alone, but the story of a group of people. Your existence lets me know that I am not alone! Now the data is not good, so what? Just think of it as a process of accumulation! Your messages made me finally let go of the data blow, adjust my mentality, and my passion for creation was rekindled. Do you believe it? Your messages one by one have been of such great help to me! [Beloved Concubine] is not mine alone, but ours together. You trust me, support me, push me, and use my hands to create the world of [Beloved Concubine]. You are my indispensable foundation and reliance! Most old readers who have been following me for a long time know that I really like reading book reviews. In fact, the reason is very simple. It is because of the book reviews that I know that you are still here, that there are still people looking forward to it, and that there are people who can share with me the ups and downs of every plot, and the joys and sorrows of every character! Give me the motivation to keep going... Thank you! My most lovable, caring, and doting readers!

Jiang Li, Empress Jiang, is the heir to the bloodline of the ancient mythical beast Xiu Shen, the supreme ruler of the ancient Witch Kingdom, and a figure who walks sideways in the Linchuan Realm. Her bloodline ability is powerful. She is also Lord Mu Qingge's only confidant and best friend in his life. It can be said that apart from Master Si, the only person to whom Sir Alex can and is willing to hand over his back is Empress Jiang! When I first wrote this character, I thought about giving Sir Alex a person who could share the burden on her shoulders, an existence different from the male protagonist, and different from the loneliness and coldness of Sir Alex in his previous life. In the continent of gods and demons, Sir Alex should not be emotionally indifferent, and should not have nothing but mission and country. She needs family affection and friendship, but friendship should not be superficial and superficial! It's the kind of thing that goes deep into the heart, something that can pluck the few poor emotional strings in Sir Alex's heart! So Queen Ginger emerged from my writing! At first, many readers thought that Queen Jiang was just another scumbag character that the prince used his strength and charisma to crush. However, after the twists and turns of the plot, they all became fans of Queen Jiang! But this kind of Queen Jiang is just a two-dimensional character, and she will not be remembered by everyone, let alone recognized by Sir Alex from the bottom of his heart. Humans are sensory creatures, no matter how cold-hearted they are, only by experiencing life and death can we understand some deeper things! In real life, the friendship between life and death is just a verbal illusion. However, the Lord and Queen Jiang are indeed the friends between life and death. During the two life-and-death battles of the Lord, besides the Linglong Spear, the only one who followed her was Jiang Li. Such memories are engraved into the soul of the Lord! In the mirror space in the trial space, there are exactly the same people, and their words and deeds are perfectly printed, but Jiang Li can discover the difference between the "fake" Sir in a very short time. Is Jiang Li so good? No, in fact, at that moment, Sir Alex knew in his heart that Jiang Li really regarded her as a friend. Only sincerity would engrave each other's words and deeds into his mind, and then there would be that fierce battle. Without Si Mo's ten thousand years of cultivation, Jiang Li would have fallen that time. That was the first time that Queen Jiang Li died for Sir Alex! Although he didn't die, Jiang Li was the person who shocked Sir Alex for the first time besides Si Mo. Jiang Li finally used her actions to put herself into Sir Alex's heart and became his true confidant! In the Devil's Concubine, the lordship drank with three people, one was Queen Jiang, one was Han Caicuo, and the other was Chu Nian. Queen Jiang was a close friend of life and death, and Han Caichuo had the same interests. Chunwan was nostalgia and appreciation, but Han Caicuo was the opposite. However, the lordship will always pursue Queen Jiang and Chunian, because they both used themselves to tell the lordship that she is not alone... There will always be someone who will pay for her, after she pays! Not many people would abandon their own glory and wealth for the sake of friends. In this world, many people abandon their friends for the sake of glory and wealth, and Jiang Li is such a negative example. She is domineering, she is willful, and she is also free and unrestrained. In order to follow the footsteps of the lord, she went to the medieval world. She ignored her dignity as a queen and practiced hard just to not hold him back. It can be said that not many people can achieve this level, at least it is difficult to find in real life. I've wanted to write Jiang Li's story for a long time! When my readers were moved by Jiang Li's charm and wanted me to give Jiang Li a good ending, I made it clear at that time that Jiang Li's story was not here, but in another place, a place without the lord's brilliance, where Jiang Li's own light could not be blocked by the lord, where she could shine. Jiang Li has her own way and her own way. She is not the lord, she is the unique Queen Jiang Li! So, I asked the prince to give Jiang Li the ability to kill all the evil spirits, so that in Han Cun, I selfishly asked Jiang Li to use her last strength to give her the final support to the prince, and then die, go to another world, experience her life, and start the glory that belongs to Jiang Li! The Beloved Concubine is Jiang Li's story, and the Nine Wilderness Realm will be where Jiang Li reaches his peak, and there is a Lu Jie here, a male protagonist who is different from Si Mo, but can make people feel heartbroken, and is as powerful as Si Mo. I arranged the male protagonist Lu Jie for Jiang Li. It can be said that in the end, it was Jiang Li's continuous efforts that allowed Lu Jie to be included in his world. As for Lu Jie's world, hush... Take your time, you will see!

My beautiful young master Lu Jie: See you, Kangan! You have an extraordinary family background, unparalleled beauty, and extraordinary resourcefulness. All I can wish you is good health. The Lu family of Sunan was a powerful family, and even in the entire Later Jin Dynasty, it existed like a big tree in the sky. You are the only young master of the Lu family. You are stunningly beautiful, loved by your family, and supported by your subordinates. It seems that you have gotten everything the world wants. However, who knew that what you want most is just a healthy body? A fortune teller once said that you will not live to be twenty-eight years old because you are born with less strength than others. Because of this, you cannot cultivate spiritual acupoints, and can only find another way and forcefully use up your little courage to cultivate as a mind master. No one knows that every time you use your mental power to fight, it is actually a consumption of your life. I understand you! In fact, you just want an ordinary human body that can rely on your own abilities to protect the family that treats you like a treasure. You just want to rely on your own abilities to protect everyone you care about. However, such a simple wish is a luxury for you. Your life has been counting down from the moment you were born. The short life destined by fate is as bright as fireworks and as gorgeous as epiphyllum. You spurn conspiracies and calculations, but you have no choice but to plot the world and seek eternal peace for your people. The world loves you for your beauty, but I feel sorry for your good intentions. Sometimes, I hate myself, why do I give you such a setting, but it is you who makes me love you to the core and hurt my heart. Readers all said, this is actually a male video, right? You are my biological son, not my son-in-law. Maybe, you are the male protagonist that I have created and refined over and over again. I don't seek perfection, but I just hope that you will be accepted by others. Just one glance and a lifetime of mistakes! Perhaps, not many people like you now, because your appearance is not a fantasy male protagonist in the traditional sense, powerful and domineering! However, I believe that you will be the most flesh-and-blood male protagonist who will be endlessly memorable! I feel sorry for you, so I sent Jiang Li to you. I hope that her existence can make your life full of color and make you no longer lonely. I even hope that her existence can change everything... ?? ??????????????????????????? I wish everyone in the world good health! ??????????????????????????? (This letter is purely my inner feelings and has nothing to do with the plot! Your Lu Meimei, shrouded in the halo of the male protagonist, will definitely not disappoint you!)

Dear friends, I participated in the Tencent Reading Community Star Program event. Starting today, Yangyang will be waiting for you in the book review section of [Abandoned Slaves: The Young Emperor's Beloved Concubine]! I will interact with you often, and I will often post some short stories in the book review area to discuss the plot and analyze your favorite characters. The master will also tell you that he is waiting for your questions! Come on, I'm waiting for you here! Your support is my biggest motivation for writing! You are also my biggest support for this event! Confession, time is not old, we will never be separated!