Yin Wu Jiu, who has crawled out of hell again and again, is now a highly respected minister, holding great power and holding a large number of troops, but he still has no peace every night.
She fell asleep every night.
When I woke up from the dream, her chuckle was still lingering in my ears.
"My eldest son, what a joke."
The man spoke slowly and logically in the calmest tone. When he was young, Yin Wujiu hated those soft words.
The young man was lonely and angry, practicing his sword every night, hoping to make great achievements, avenge his shame, and get rid of that person completely.
But now in the dream, the regent, who is superior to one person and inferior to ten thousand people, is pleading,
"Jiang He, Jiang He, come back, I beg you..."
Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance are the kingly principles