(Super short story, one-minute cookie)
He is the emperor, and I am the imperial guard.
He asked me what I wanted to do.
I say there will be peace and prosperity for the country and the people.
He kissed me on the face and said, "I'm sure."
Ten years later, I was the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Army, defending my country and guarding the border. When the Jin army was approaching, he recalled me with an order and asked me to choose a concubine for him.
Damn it! I'm on the bloody battlefield! He is happy and romantic!
Intention: None