She said quietly: "Your Majesty, it's not that I won't look for you, but that there are more women and there will be more trouble. The old saying goes, 'The wife has many men and women are humble, and there is no water to wash your face.'... Do you hope that no one will give you any water to wash your face?
You're fighting?".【26nbsp;】
He laughed.
If you have too many wives, you will have many interests.
How many people who are waiting to share their rights and wealth have any real and false intentions?
In theory, the emperor should not ask for any love. Who would have been foolish to ask for any love? They had never even thought about this problem. Women are nothing more than tools: tools of beauty, tools of political rights, and balance of all kinds.
Tools of relationships, even tools of marriage... how many times did they need the function of love?
As long as they are willing, there are more women, changing one in a day is not a problem.
The fat and thin swallows are all you want.
Moreover, there is no need to put in any effort, it is just that they carefully please him, please him, flatter him, and ask for help...
The problem is that the emperor is different, he is a perfectionist.
After moving from youth to maturity, I walked by so many women... I firmly believed that I needed love.
The object of love is so clear - the Hall of Falling Flowers that has been preserved is like the corner that has been preserved in his heart.
It was an unknown loneliness.
No matter how high a person has or how powerful he is, or how high he is at the peak, he always hopes that deep in his heart, there is a person who can talk, talk freely, and be gentle and pity!
And this person cannot be any woman who loves you.
It can only be the woman who is in love with each other, standing with her, and having the same heart.
Such people are hard to come by.
He even secretly thanked the Queen Mother for this, because she left such a person for herself back then. So that he would not be like another emperor and would not even have a partner to talk about love.
He even paid a huge price for this - Cui Yunxi was troubled by the neighbors, and how could other women bear it????
He smiled, tired, with a feeling of sleepiness on his face.
Shui Lian ordered her maid to take hot water, wipe him with a hot veil, and combed his messy hair neatly.
When she did this, he kept his eyes closed, as if it was a great enjoyment.