In the nth year after her death, I began to think about her crazily.
Things to know before reading:
I wanted to write a meme a few years ago, but due to limited energy I couldn't write it into a full length article, so I decided to finish it in the form of a short story of tens of thousands of words. The updates may be irregular, but it should be completed soon.
The heroine is dead at the beginning, and it is mainly written from the perspective of the male protagonist (the emperor). The heroine most of the time exists in the memory of the male protagonist. The whole content includes but is not limited to the scumbag chasing his wife in the crematorium (real crematorium), the male protagonist being killed by the second female lead, the second male lead taking over, sister-in-law literature, past and present life, etc.
PS: The male protagonist is unclean, the second male protagonist is clean, and the female protagonist had sex with the male protagonist.
I rarely write about ancient texts, and my writing style may be average. I don't know if there will be a lot of scandals, so be cautious and don't criticize the author.
Intention: When the flowers are in bloom, they must be broken; don't wait until the flowers are empty and the branches will be broken.