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Title of work: Abandoned Concubine and Female General: Drunk on the battlefield and unwilling to act as queen
He was the eighth prince who was forced to leave the capital. Once he rose to power, he was in charge of the country. He was tolerant, indifferent, and ruthless. She was just an unknown general. On the day when his sweetheart became a queen, he got drunk and found out about her daughter.
From then on, she only recognized him as one person. For him, he met gods and killed gods, met Buddhas and killed Buddhas, fought in mountains and seas of fire, and fought in the army all his life. It was clinker that when Yingjing was captured, he and his sweetheart finally got married, but she ended up with a wasted imperial edict...
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A female general who is different from this article.
Scene one:
Dark clouds covered the sun, and the night was as dark as thick ink.
The imperial palace of Daying Kingdom was filled with thick blood. Countless torches illuminated the dark sky. Under the light of the fire, corpses lay everywhere, and the color of blood on the white jade was particularly shocking.
Mo Li held a spear in his hand, with a look of fear on his face, and stood closely by Ying Wuqiu's side. Her body was already stained with blood, and her original cyan clothes had been dyed red by blood. Her hands were stained with blood, and there were even drops of blood.
The answer dripped down the spear and fell to the ground.
At this moment she has only one thought: protect him!
Scene 2: Mo Li's cheeks were already flushed, he turned his head and closed his eyes, not daring to look at him. His slightly trembling eyelashes were like fluttering butterflies, and his scattered black hair was sticking to Ying Wuqiu's arms with sweat.
The man on top of her had his arms supported by his side. There was a finger-width distance between them, but their bodies met together. Mo Li suddenly felt a chill, and couldn't help but put his hands around his chest, but
It is a deep ravine.
Ying Wuqiu's eyes became hotter and hotter, and the movements on her waist became faster and faster. She couldn't help but stretched out her arms to hug his body, burying her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with emotion.
Ruowu whispered.
Scene three:
Li Qingsang endured the pain and took half a step toward Qingsang. Finally, he collapsed. Qingsang quickly stretched out his hand to support her, not caring that she was covered in blood. He took the spear in her hand and held it with his right arm.
He couldn't help but burst into tears: "Young Master..."
Ying Wuqiu and Bai Xiaoran had already walked far away. Hearing Qingsang's cry, he couldn't help but look back and saw several guards on the shore heading towards the lake pavilion.
"Wuqiu, that subordinate seems to have been seriously injured." Bai Xiaoran said softly, with a clear smile on his beautiful face, and a pair of clear eyes that had disappeared from the previous fear, leaving only a clear look.
Ying Wuqiu looked at this face, his eyes were a little dazed, and he couldn't help but shed a light tenderness and attachment, and said softly: "As long as you're okay."
Scene four:
When she got up early in the morning, she saw Qingsang lingering at the door holding a bowl of dark medicine with worry on his face.
"The Lord sent someone to send it?" Mo Li finally put the spear on his waist and pointed at the medicine bowl thoughtfully.
Qing Sang was reluctant, but finally nodded, and Mo Li neatly reached out and took the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp.
The slightly bitter taste spread between his lips and teeth. Li Li looked at the empty bowl, then glanced at Qingsang who had a reluctant expression and hesitated several times, and smiled calmly.
"Sir, that's the medicine to avoid you!"
When she was about to walk out of Niancang Pavilion, Qingsang finally couldn't help but shout out in a low voice.
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