Qingwu was born well, with hibiscus face and willow waist. She was a enchanting beauty.
In the spring of the seventh year of Chongning, she was ordered to serve a wealthy young man who had lived in another courtyard for a long time. The young master is weak, rarely sees people, and hardly goes out.
The person who arranged for Qingwu to come here said that if she gave birth to a son and a half daughters for the young master, she would not only escape her lowly status, but also enjoy wealth for the rest of her life.
In order to escape from the country and for the sake of wealth, Qingwu tried her best to seduce him.
Qingwu's attempt to seduce her failed, but it was not considered a failure.
The rich young man, who knew that she was worried about losing her beauty and losing her love, brushed her sleep-tangled forehead and kissed her carefully, "I care about you not because of your beauty."
The rich and noble young master has a clear spirit and beautiful bones, as if the bones of a crane are loose, and his appearance is even more pure. But when he talks about love, he always speaks softly and is charming and sultry.
For a moment, Qingwu had a hard time distinguishing between her and the young master, who was seducing whom.
The atmosphere of harmony and contentment with the young master was stagnant in the mist and I accidentally caught a glimpse of the third-grade official with eyes as high as his head, standing with his hands down, showing the utmost humility to the young master.
The official who covered the sky with one hand called the young master:
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
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On the day she was granted the title of Queen, Qingwu asked the young master who became the emperor, "Will you favor others and neglect me in order to balance the court?"
The young master said no.
"But there are many kings in this book who always neglect the people they like."
The emperor lowered his eyes.
The majestic and graceful emperor's majesty turned into the warm spring breeze at the moment it fell on Qingwu, seeming helpless and sighing, "Read less miscellaneous books."
The young master did not neglect her.
Throughout his life, there was only light mist in the emperor's palace.
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Li Shao was not a qualified prince, nor was he a qualified emperor.
Not even a qualified person.
Unsociable, arrogant, suspicious and harsh, he defends and attacks everyone who comes close to him indiscriminately.
So Li Shao groped alone for a long time in the long, dark alley. There was no moonlight or stars, and he could not see anything.
In the silence, a person appeared out of nowhere, held him in his arms, and said to him in a gentle voice: "Master, don't be afraid, I will hold you."
Intention: Love is shoulder to shoulder
