"Brother, it is a blessing from heaven to have such a great victory today and win the Emperor Ming. If the Emperor Ming falls into my hands, the entire Ming Dynasty will be shaken and the world will be in panic. We should seize this opportunity..." Boyan posted
Mu'er lowered her voice and spoke slowly. From time to time, there were a few knowing and proud laughs coming from the big tent. Naturally, all of this was not something Zhu Qizhen, the captured Ming Emperor, could know.
After a good meal, Zhu Qizhen, who was slightly relaxed, felt that his whole body began to feel sore and unbearable, so he simply leaned on the simple camp bed and thought wildly. Perhaps it was because Zhu Qizhen was so weak now that he was even frightened.
I ran for a long time and then drank some wine. As soon as the drunkenness started to spread, I felt overwhelmed and fell asleep soon after.
"...Your Majesty, remember to come back early, I will be here to pray for you every day." The sweet and sweet voice echoed in his ears, and Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but woke up and saw a pair of
Her eyes, a pair of bright and Huijie eyes, were staring at him dreamily, but unfortunately she couldn't see her face clearly.
"Who are you? Why am I here?" Zhu Qizhen raised his head and looked around, suddenly realizing that he was actually in the Forbidden City in Beijing. This seemed to be a grand palace, and he seemed to be sleeping on the couch at the moment.
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"Your Majesty, you have even forgotten my concubine?" Those watery eyes suddenly became sad, as if they were like endless silk threads. One by one, following her eyes, they wound around Zhu Qizhen's heart.
, the more you wind it, the tighter it becomes, the more you wind it, the denser it becomes.
"No, I think you are very familiar, but I can't seem to remember who you are." Zhu Qizhen sat up, with a look of fear on his face, and stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the face.
The face was hidden in the mist, and it seemed that he was trying to tear open the mist that covered this woman's face, but in vain.
There seemed to be tears flowing in his eyes, and his sad voice made Zhu Qizhen's heart ache. "Your Majesty, have you forgotten that we once made a promise to be together for the rest of our lives and never lose each other?"
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"No, I remember you, I clearly remember..." Zhu Qizhen beat his swollen and dizzy head with his hands and shouted loudly. The strange thing was that no one appeared, only that picture
His face seemed to be getting more and more hazy, and his bright eyes seemed to be about to be drowned in tears.
"...remember...remember...you should remember that when you left, I once said that I will always be here, and I will be here waiting for you to come back..." The voice gradually became smaller, and the woman seemed to be here at this moment.
It was about to turn into a ball of smoke and dissipate without a trace, and the voice became increasingly anxious.
When Zhu Qizhen heard this sentence, something seemed to explode in his brain. With a bang, countless pictures and memories poured in at this moment, like huge waves in the sky...
At this moment, Centurion Tengger, who was guarding outside the tent, only faintly heard Zhu Qizhen whispering something like "Yiniang" or "Yiliang", but there was no sound again.
Geer shook his head and continued to assume his responsibility of guarding the Ming Dynasty emperor. After the identity of the person in the tent was clear, Tengger did not dare to neglect, for fear that something would happen if he did not slack off, and he was afraid that his head would be moved.
None of it works...
In the Kunning Palace in the Forbidden City in Beijing, the imperial capital of the Ming Dynasty, a beautiful woman about 20 years old with a plump body suddenly sat up from the bed. Her smooth forehead was covered with dense beads of sweat, and her watery eyes looked around in panic.
Left and right.
"My Lady, what's wrong with you?" A palace maid who was waiting in front of the bed and dozing off couldn't help but woke up and asked quickly.
"I dreamed of Your Majesty." The frightened and beautiful woman was none other than the wife of the emperor Zhu Qizhen: Empress Qian, whose best friend was her mother-in-law. She stroked the cold sweat on her forehead, tightened the white tapered clothes around her body, and outlined her figure.
Her beautiful curves full of feminine charm were revealed, and there was an unspeakable palpitation and panic in her watery eyes that were so clear that they could reflect the stars and moon in the night sky. "He kept looking at me and smiling, but no matter how I asked
He, he didn’t answer me a word.”
The palace maid was stunned for a moment, then smiled and comforted: "Your Majesty, your Majesty is the one who loves you the most, and your Majesty's heart is full of Your Majesty. As the saying goes, what you think about every day is what you dream about every night.
, it’s okay to dream about Your Majesty. Maybe right now, Your Majesty is thinking about you, the Queen, in his dream.”
She took a sip of water from the palace maid and moistened her dry throat. After hearing the palace maid's words, Queen Qian couldn't help but feel a little more radiant on her face. Looking at the twinkling stars outside the window, Queen Qian had a pair of watery eyes.
The lingering and longing in her heart were even worse, and she murmured to herself in a low voice: "I hope God and ancestors will bless you, and your Majesty will be able to teach you as soon as possible..."
The night was extremely dark, and the stars and moon in the sky were shrouded in dark clouds. Among the rolling dark clouds, there were faint thunder and lightning shuttles among them, and the thunder became more and more deafening, as if it heralded a heavy downpour.
It was about to come, and on the land shrouded in darkness, torches were swaying in the strong wind, and along with the rumble of hoofbeats and the shouts of the Mongolians, clear lines of light were drawn in the dark night.
At a place where there were several big trees growing, Su He, who had been galloping for nearly an hour, jumped off the horse while uttering obscenities, stuck the torch in his hand into the soft grass, and unbuttoned his trousers.
Is it possible to search for a tall prisoner of war in such a dark wilderness while leading me, cursing my damn boss?
Even the most famous hunter on the prairie couldn't find it. Su He spat angrily and started to pour water on the big trees. At this time, several Mongolian soldiers jumped up.
The horse passed by Su He, and the leader shouted loudly: "Su He, hurry up. There is movement of the defeated Ming army in the west. The commander ordered everyone to search to the west. You'd better hurry up, otherwise, you will be whipped."
"Yes." Without waiting for Su He's answer, he galloped straight to the west. If you look from a high altitude, you can clearly see that under the dark sky, countless light spots are gathering towards the due west, and they are faintly visible.
The sounds of fighting and screams echoed with the thunder in the sky.
Just when Su He finished releasing the water, humming a Mongolian tune happily and tying his belt, a thick red and white lightning tore through the dark sky, making Su He tremble with fright. Just when he opened his mouth to mumble something
At the sound of the sound, his originally wide-open eyes suddenly froze.
