After the victory of the war, the night before the commander returned to the court, his first wife, Queen Liu, died in Chang'an Palace due to dystocia.
The emperor killed several fierce horses and finally returned to the palace, but received the last letter left to him by his wife. The letter said: I am living in desolation in this life. If there is an afterlife, I only hope to grow old with my sweetheart. If I meet my husband, I hope not to get entangled with her.
The emperor spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes turned black, and he returned home ten years ago.
He was not the emperor at that time. He was an idle prince who was not valued by his father. He often walked birds and played with dogs with his friends. Few people in Manjing City thought highly of him.
He woke up on the wine table in the tavern, and a friend handed him a jug of good wine: "I heard that Liu Shu, the eldest daughter of the Liu family, is engaged to the prince An Guo Gong today, and Chang'an Street is very lively."
He couldn't take a breath, and he almost spat out another mouthful of blood when he thought of his wife's words before her death: "I only hope to grow old together with my sweetheart."
He ran to Liu's house on Chang'an Street, lay on the wall and peeped, and found that at that time, Mrs. Liu was not a shrewd woman who was dealing with his harem. She was an elegant poet, a happy life, her parents were still alive, and she had a loving fiancé.
And he is immersed in the struggle for power all day long, and everything he sees is darkness.
He watched helplessly as Mrs. Liu was about to marry someone else, and finally couldn't help but asked for an order to take her away again.
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