Mo Qingchen was originally the master of Linyuan who had a glimpse of the way of heaven. He was forced to return to the palace by the eldest princess Yu Huaian. He became the emperor's husband and the master of heaven, working hard and without complaint.
A year later, Yu Huaian, who was enthroned as the empress, personally stripped her of her position as a Heavenly Master, deposed her as an imperial concubine, and was imprisoned in the cold palace for two full years.
When he was taken out by Yu Huaian, his eyes were blind, his Taoism had regressed, his spiritual roots were completely destroyed, and he would never be allowed to ask questions again for eternity.
His master asked him: Disciple, are you unwilling?
He replied: She asked for the fate of me on the way to the Tao. If I can't pass it, it means that I am not sincere in my Taoism and dare not ask again. My heart is not sincere to the way of heaven, but I am sincere to her. To eliminate disasters for her and prevent her from being lonely and helpless, this is what I want in my life. Even if you can't get what you want, why wouldn't you be willing to accept it?
Yu Huaian: ... Bastard! The above said you were so miserable, but I'm no better off than you, okay! Also, between the two of us, I am the one with the deepest affection! Snort! !
Mo Qingchen: Your Majesty, it's okay to use the word 'bastard' when flirting with ministers in private, but uttering it in front of outsiders is detrimental to the emperor's ethics. As for the sentence you emphasized later..., Haha.
This time it's a story about an empress and a blind Taoist priest. It's still a favorite novel (Mate Midnight doesn't know how to write anything else). I'm too tired from fighting back and forth, so let's stick with the supernatural_(:з∠)_
Concept: The all-powerful boss has communication difficulties in marriage.
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