I pray that the king will go south to provide relief and bring back a "delicate flower."
I fainted in three steps and vomited blood in five steps. I relied on ten thousand-year-old ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum to nourish me every day.
Only then can I take good care of this precious life.
Therefore, King Qi firmly believed that his Lin Rong was weak and unable to take care of himself.
*
One day, the Minister of Household Affairs complained that Bai Rong had a row of his son's front teeth knocked out.
The high-ranking King Qi looked at him coldly, "Rongren is weak. Could it be that the minister wants to blackmail someone?"
The male concubine in her arms had sad eyes, covered her mouth with a brocade handkerchief, and coughed up a mouthful of blood at the right time.
The minister was so frightened that he said he was blind and had mistakenly recognized the person.
Another day, the Minister of Rites blocked the road and cried, and the white velvet horse frightened his son to the point of high fever.
King Qi Lixiu raised his eyes and said: "Rongrong can't take a few steps without panting, how can he gallop the horse? Could it be that the minister was blind and mistakenly recognized the wrong person?"
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Bai Rong gradually became the dominant force in Kyoto, and the royal dignitaries walked around.
The son of an aristocratic family who bullied men and women was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but he did not dare to complain.
*
King Qi firmly believed that his male concubine was innocent, harmless, weak and timid.
Until a dark and stormy night for a month, he led the troops to block the Yanyu Tower.
Under night.
Carrying a two-meter sword, the person who chopped off a person's head was actually his "sweet flower"
King Qi:? ? ? ? ? ?
The sickly male concubine is a black lotus
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The owner of Yanyu Tower has a face like a peach blossom and a heart like a snake or scorpion.
She was seriously injured and was picked up by King Qi to be his concubine.
The man cares about his friends, his food, and even the color of his wool socks he wears in winter.
The poster hugged the man, humming and scolding him for being like his father, but felt particularly happy in his heart.
Life is boring, so I beat people up when I go out, causing a lot of trouble in Kyoto.
King Pianqi firmly believed that his velvet was a weak white flower.
The daily life of the poster: Inside the house, he is lying in the arms of the King of Prayer, moaning and groaning, and outside the house, black and white are killing each other, and the cause is unknown.
Until it was a dark and stormy night when he was caught committing a crime.
Host:? ? ?
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Purpose: Discover the beauty of life