The Supreme Emperor Was Twenty-Three Years Old

[Full text is over, online pirated content is confusing, please support the genuine version, subscribe for more than 80% to unlock free bonus extras] Tang Yao had not seen the king for two years after entering the palace. She lived a leisurely and lazy life all day long. Unexpectedly, Long Live Lord suddenly passed away before his seventieth birthday, and Tang Yao, who was not even eligible for the title of concubine, was on the burial list. After struggling desperately to no avail, she was sent into the depths of the imperial mausoleum with a pot of poisonous wine. In the dark and cold underground palace, there were all dead people except her. Tang Yao cried so loudly that she opened a hidden stone door. In the white jade coffin, a young man sat up angrily: "Who disturbed our rest?!" * * * * * * At the age of fifteen, Chu Yunxi began to fight in various places. In the troubled times, he fought his way through the troubled times with a white horse and a long halberd, and stepped onto the illustrious throne of the founding monarch. I thought that my foundation for eternity would be laid, but unexpectedly, a sharp knife stabbed me in the back. He thought it was just a nightmare, but when he opened his eyes again, he was in the mausoleum, with only a panicked "martyr girl" in front of him. What's worse is that the country he has worked so hard to build is about to perish! In the world of mortals, people respect me, fear me, slander me, and regard me as a real dragon flying in the sky, but no one knows me, and I am trapped in a boundless nightmare every night. A great cause for a thousand years, all the prosperity is seen and enjoyed, all is broken. I think I have been crazy for half my life. I never thought that after waking up, the lonely shadow and the grave are only waiting for you. #Imagine the Ming Dynasty, please do not conduct research. The male protagonist has multiple personalities and serious mental illness. The topic of this article is redemptive healing. # [This article was written on September 9, 2019, and a screenshot has been taken for proof] #See the column for the same series "The Governor Thousand Years Old" (Quan Huanwen)# Pre-released article 1 "Tanlang only comes in dreams" Copywriting: The daughter of the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty has ice-covered muscles and jade bones, and a graceful and charming appearance, but she is the least powerful in the palace. With no love from a king or father, and little brother to protect her, she is often looked down upon even among sisters. Until the late spring of the seventeenth year of Kailuan's reign, she accidentally entered the abandoned palace that had been deserted all year round while drunk, took out an ancient book, leaned against the bookshelf and fell asleep. It was in that dream that someone whispered and painted cinnabar on the center of her eyebrows. The dreamland is tender and lingering, charming and fragrant. What's even more surprising is that every time she wakes up, everything she gets in her dreams becomes reality. Since then, the abandoned palace has become her resting place. Baoying only hopes that her dream will come true in this life and she can see Tanlang in person. Who would have expected that once the situation suddenly changed, the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, and Bao Ying, who became a slave, would hear the familiar voice again in the rebellious army. "Baoying?" He walked towards her in the falling snow, and then took her throat with a smile on his face. * Tan Qingyan has always been regarded as an alien. The love, guilt, jealousy, and self-blame that make ordinary people suffer are all vain in his eyes. He relies on himself to make progress step by step, turning his hands to make clouds and rain, just for the taste of playing with people's hearts for a while. That spring afternoon, in his dream, he came under the scorching peach tree again, and suddenly heard someone behind him calling softly: "Tan Lang." Looking back, there were mist and spring water flowing deep. Baoying smiled lightly as before and fell into his arms. What followed was a sharp blade piercing his heart. Born a bad guy & a noble princess Pre-collection 2: "The Taoist Companion I Killed Is Back" Copywriting: The second night I entered the secret realm of dual cultivation, I killed my Taoist companion Xie Zhuoxin. Looking at his shocked eyes, I gritted my teeth and activated the magic formula to make him lose all his spiritual power. Then, he pierced his heart with ice soul. To ensure his death, I cut his throat while still holding my sword. This time, he must be dead. The moon was dark and the wind was high, so I carried his body on my back and sank it under the abyss of the forbidden land. Listening to that dull sound, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. * Ten days later, the period of dual cultivation had just expired, and I couldn't wait to leave the secret realm and return to Biluo Peak. The morning bell rang on the top of the mountain, and the road was filled with clouds and mist, but a familiar clear voice came from behind: "Junior sister, why did you leave alone first?" I stood on the mountain road covered in ice and snow, watching the man slowly walking towards me through the white mist, with a smile on his face. He is Xie Zhuoxin. [The text is not in the first person] Purpose: Heal the injured soul, walk out of the darkness together, and realize the value of life