Jun Lin looked at the tedious official documents piled high on the pear wood table, closed his eyes in pain, and rubbed his forehead habitually. The eunuch screamed from the side: "Your Majesty has a lot of political affairs, and the empress is still at the side of the palace..." Before he could finish speaking, he waved his hand and dismissed the maids serving tea.
He leaned back on the soft couch, closed his eyes and frowned, unable to remember when he sat on the dragon throne or when he chose the empress. In the rolling waves of the past, there seems to be an invisible watershed, with poverty on one side and prosperity and wealth on the other.
The celadon bowl containing the reddish-brown medicinal soup was still prominently placed on the desk. He had to swallow a bowl of this bitter liquid every few hours. He once asked which unskilled doctor had prescribed the medicine, and the officials muttered, "Bai Li Yi." He then asked who Bai Li Yi was. General Su Yuan was bold and said in a trembling voice: "The famous family that the Holy Master executed a few years ago was the Baili Family."
... There are hundreds of miles of famous places in this world, but thousands of diaries cannot be recorded in thousands of homes.
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I haven't seen enough, I also want to see the extra story about the Arowana couple continuing to cause trouble in the sky.
I haven't seen enough, I also want to see the extra story about the Arowana couple continuing to cause trouble in the sky.