Original name: The King Under the Skirt
In the middle of the night, she was shocked to hear that the daughter of the Shen family suddenly lost her mind and rushed to the new emperor. She was kicked out of the palace before the dragon bed could be touched.
Everyone sighed, what a pity for such a delicate and graceful beauty.
Only Yangyang was wrapped in quilt and cried, wuwu, finally she can marry the young general.
However, not long after, the bad news came that the young general Ma Ge was wrapped in a corpse.
The confused Yangyang was forced to get married in front of the mourning hall.
The next day, Emperor Xian came to the General's Mansion in person to pay his respects, but he saw a very lovely figure kneeling in white in front of the hall.
The young emperor was fascinated and took a closer look. He had black hair and snow-skinned skin, lightly stained with tears. There was a white flower on his temples, which showed his charming and charming appearance.
The young boy who had been guarding him for twenty years was so overflowing that he was in a mess
Jian Zai, the chief steward in the emperor's heart, quickly asked: "Which girl in the house is this?"
The pale-faced old prince was pushed forward: "This woman is the grandson of the old woman and the widow of her son."
That voice of "granddaughter-in-law" could no longer be uttered under the might of the dragon.
The dignitaries in the hall looked as if they were dumbfounded as they watched the saint bend down his golden body, and put his head to the beauty's cheek, showing his utmost affection.
"But why do I look at her? Madam is more like the goddess in my dream."
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My heart is as strong as iron. I am a beautiful young woman: My love with the general is as strong as gold. We have already promised each other. Your Majesty, don't mess around.
I regret it so much. Emperor Zhenxiang: That day after the rain, there were ruined temples and piles of straw in the mountains. It was me, it was me.
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Later, the young general who was supposed to have a grave with three feet of grass on his head faked his corpse. He lurked in the enemy camp for several years, accomplished great feats, and wanted to get his wife back without fear of death.
There is no reason to spit out the fat in your mouth. Emperor Xian sneered: "It is said that Princess Nanman has given birth to a son for your love. Where does your face come from?"
"When you are in the enemy camp, you can't help yourself. Yangyang will understand."
... Thank you for the invitation.
The concubine, who has seen through the nature of men, pays no attention to anyone and only wants to be beautiful alone.
Ps: It's probably a story about drama queens competing against each other and beeping dogs.
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No one knew how wronged Yao Yao was as the beloved queen, but they all said that she was very capable. She could not lay an egg but still dominated a man, dragging a very capable, upright and self-sufficient emperor into the dark ditch, and never climbed out again.
No one even knew that in the Palace of Eternal Life, the gentle and upright emperor was embracing a pink-glowing beauty.
"Be good, just finish this trip."
The extremely aggrieved Yao Yao cried weakly
There was no moisture on the ground where tears had fallen, and there were actually crystal clear and dazzling pearls scattered on it.
Rong Yuan had a Mingjun grandfather and a Hunjun father. The prosperous age created by Mingjun was squandered by Hunjun. When Rong Yuan took over, the beautiful mountains and rivers in the eyes of the world were just empty shells.
The new emperor, who couldn't sleep at night because of money worries, had no luck with the beauties in the harem. If he was lucky, he would be rewarded.
Until one day, an island country in the South China Sea sent envoys to the DPRK and brought a priceless treasure that the emperor dreamed of.
From now on, sleep peacefully, be the only one in the golden house, and have no one else.
Purpose: As a woman, you should be kind to yourself
