When he thought of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Yes, although they are brothers and relatives, they are also descendants of the royal family.
As the son and grandson of a dragon, love has always been weak and unbearable. It turns out that power is more popular in this world. The so-called brotherly love is just a show in front of the emperor. Once it comes time to fight for the throne,
Then no one will give in to anyone.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not a member of the royal family, but his family was not like this. In order to inherit his father's official position, his brother specially offered a plan to his father and asked him to come to the Zhao Kingdom as a guest.
Although the current situation has been expected, it has not yet reached the last moment, and Zhao and Wei will never break up and fight each other.
But what his father wanted was power and the world of Wei, but what his brother wanted was the trace of inheritance in his father's hands. If something happened to him, it would be he and his mother who would suffer after all.
Suddenly something happened in the courtyard, and Wei Wu had been in a bad mood recently.
As soon as he heard the voices that made him irritated, he immediately frowned and shouted angrily, "What is going on outside? Do you have any rules in the palace of the King of Zhao?"
When the men under his command saw this scene, they immediately left with quick eyesight and quick hands. The few of them who took the place of Wei Jun could not relieve their worries and could only do these trivial things.
At this time, Wei Wu was already slightly drunk. Although His Royal Highness the Prince didn't feel anything after drinking the wine, it had great stamina. After a few bowls of wine, he was almost drowsy.
As soon as the men left the door, they saw two little maids arguing at the side.
When the men in the palace saw the beautiful little maid, they couldn't help but be moved.
"Girl, girl, our general is not in a good mood today. You should leave here, otherwise he will be punished when he comes out."
The two girls were still quarreling fiercely. When they saw the man coming, they pulled the subordinate over and prepared to let him comment and have a good talk.
The guard thought that he had nothing to do here tonight, and Wei Wu was still drinking in depression, so he might as well follow them.
Suddenly, Wei Wu felt something was wrong. His feeling was not like being drunk at all.
So I wanted to stand up while holding on to the table, but unexpectedly my hands gave out and I fell down on the couch again.
His whole body was hot and uncomfortable, and his mind was dizzy. He tried his best to stay awake, but he was completely immersed in the endless abyss again and again.
"Kuanzi, Chuanzi Chuanzi..."
His mouth was dry and he couldn't make any sound in his throat. At this time, a woman wearing tulle came in from the door. Wei Wu raised his head to see clearly what this woman looked like. He had a bead on his head.
Big drops of sweat fell down one by one, but it was all due to a lack of intention.
It didn't take long for the woman to come to her side.
"General, general, you are okay. How about I help you go back to your room to rest."
Wei Wu pushed the woman away.
The woman did not expect that he would be so rough. She fell to the ground and looked at him pitifully.
"Bold, who are you? Why do you come to me?"
The woman wiped away her tears and said, "General, don't you know me? Why are you so cruel?"
Wei Wuqiang braced himself and straightened her face, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was Yurong.
No, no, no, although this woman looks somewhat similar to Yurong, she is still a little different from Yurong.
But upon closer inspection, I saw that this woman was wearing a plain gauze dress. The other women in the room would not normally dress like this. The clothes they liked were all from Washington, D.C., so how could they like such a plain dress?
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That's right, this person was exactly the one he thought about day and night.
Wei Wu hammered the table hard, intending to let the
How much can you regain your mental clarity?
A Lian crawled to Yu Rong's side, looking at the petite beauty in front of him, he felt so satisfied in his heart.
"Yurong, I really didn't expect you to come here to find me. How are you doing these days? I often look at you from a distance at the door, but you never look at me. I know you hate me so much now.
You want to marry me, but can you give me some more time? Just some time, I will definitely bring you to my home in eight large sedan chairs." z.br
The woman in front of him was helping him wipe the sweat from his forehead, but when she heard this, her arms stiffened, and then she shook him off.
He Jingleng also looked at Wei Wu who was lying on the ground, the hatred in his eyes was almost overwhelming.
She really wanted to rush up and give him two hard slaps to let him see clearly who she really was. Because the imperial concubine was still in mourning, they could not hold a wedding now.
But no matter what, the two of them were married by their father.
Now that he reacts like this, doesn't he want to slap himself in the face in front of everyone in the world?
After looking at the plain gauze dress on my body, I felt so disgusted.
Thinking of this, she immediately turned around and wanted to leave.
Even though her mother has been relegated to the cold palace now, no matter what, she is still the princess of the Zhao Kingdom. She has been well-dressed and well-fed since she was a child, with servants like ants. She has never suffered such injustice.
If her mother were by her side at this moment, she would definitely not let him insult her like this.
But looking at the cold air in the middle of the month, a sense of loneliness arises spontaneously.
My brother is right. Now that my mother has been relegated to the cold palace, my father has already considered killing them.
If you don't find a way out now to think about your mother and yourself, then you will definitely not have a good life in the future. But even if you want to marry an emotionless person, at least he wants himself in his heart and will definitely not allow anyone else to have a good life.
A person lives in his heart.
She lowered her shoulders, stood on the ground for a moment, and then walked to Wei Wu's side.
"General, you are drunk. Let me help you go back to your room and rest."
In his subconscious mind, the person in front of him was really Yurong. He was afraid that she was still blaming him, so he left obediently with him.
Wei Wu was a man on the march, so his room would not be well decorated.
He Jing helped Wei Wu onto his couch. Seeing his unconscious look, He Jing started to untie her gauze skirt with a sudden heart.
Her fingertips were cold and her hands were shaking slightly. She felt more chilled than scared at this moment.
Since when did a princess of the Zhao Kingdom need to make a living for herself in this way?