Huo Yu knelt in the golden yellow. His left hand, whose tendon had been severed, was hanging on his leg as if it were boneless, and his hand was covered with bright red. Looking up at the man on the high platform, Huo Yu couldn't believe that it was his heartbeat when he was young.
"Come to Gu's side and become Gu's concubine." Wu Yuanjie's voice pierced Huo Yu's ears like a needle. "As long as it's what you want, you tell Gu and Gu will give it to you."
Huo Yu sneered in his heart: "Your Majesty, I have no strength to come to your side anymore."
He raised his other arm, which was still intact, and pointed at Lu Ming, who was hiding in the shadow of the dragon chair in front of him.
"Since your majesty will give it to me whatever you say." Huo Yu said with a smile at the corner of his mouth: "I am happy with the palm prints, like the palm prints, and want the palm prints, may your majesty accept my request?"
After saying that, except for Huo Yu, the expressions of the other two people in the palace changed.
"What your Majesty said doesn't count?" Huo Yu asked tremblingly, holding back the pain.
"I don't want anything, I just want my palm seal."
Huo Yu couldn't remember what happened next.
When I woke up again, there was only the refreshing orange fragrance surrounding me.
"The emperor agreed." Huo Yu did not answer, but looked around and made sure that he was lying in Lu Yu's house.
"Yes, your majesty agreed after the general passed out." Lu Yu replied. "It's just that the general shouldn't"
"Stop calling me general, I'm no longer a general." Huo Yu didn't want to hear anything now.
"Lu Yu, I have nothing."
Looking sideways, Huo Yu no longer held back and let the broken tears streak across his face.
"Lu Zhuochen, Huo Qingcheng only has you."
Purpose: Women are not things to be harvested by others, nor bargaining chips for casual exchange. Love is offered to the gods and can withstand all the wind and rain.