"It seems that some rumors are ......true," Lu Bu's mind flashed the words "Three Uniques of Martial Artists".

"Tong Yuan, Wang Yue, and Deng Zhan, who is vulnerable in Cao Pi's autobiography......" The interspersed history and the main biography made Lu Bu unable to distinguish which was true and which was false.

"Hurry up and change my clothes......" The rough voice came from afar, a fat body squirmed a few times on the bed, and the good pear wood bed frame seemed to be unable to withstand such a heavy load, and squeaked a few times.

Dong Ai...... What is the captain going to do when he gets up so early? A lotus root arm stretched out from the brocade quilt, and the soft and glutinous tone was indescribably tempting. He muttered a faint word, revealing a strong lazy atmosphere, as if it was a blooming flower, and it exuded all its fragrance in an instant.

Dong Zhuo stretched out his hands without hesitation, and through the weak waist of the person on the bed, who was as thin as a willow branch, he held the graceful and graceful ** tightly in his arms.

"This morning, a certain family said that they can't stop going because of you, a goblin, this time there is something important to do!" Dong Zhuo rubbed two handfuls on the man's chest, and sat up a little reluctantly.

"Oh, what is the Captain going to do again?" When the person on the bed heard Dong Zhuo say this, he was obviously aroused.

"It's not that Lu Bu yet...... By the way, did you do what you told the little emperor yesterday? Dong Zhuo's face suddenly became serious.

"The emperor is quite unwell, and he almost couldn't get out of bed yesterday, so people who want to come to you should also know? The imperial doctor said that he was cold and weak, and he would have to recuperate for a few days, but I still asked for the edict you said, and someone would definitely send it to Lu Fengxian soon! "The person in this bed is the mother of the Son of Heaven, the Empress Dowager He.

"Edict...... Wait a few days before you issue it, this Lu Bu is still a good stick to death! Dong Zhuo mentioned Lu Bu and immediately gritted his teeth.

"The little emperor can't get up...... I forgot about this, it seems that today's early dynasty will not be able to go...... It's okay to let Old Man Yuan have a headache for a few days before he can really do things for me! After that, Dong Zhuo's hand was not honest again......

"Taiwei said to help my emperor, but I want to ......" Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by Dong Zhuo's lips.

Another burst of good scenery......

Liu Wei in the deep palace was crying silently at this time......

Heaven is easy, how difficult it is for me

Abandon the ten thousand times and retreat to Tibet.

It was not long before he was forced to die

The general trend is empty, and tears are flowing.

No one can understand the sorrow of this child, the first emperor can't, the Empress Dowager He can't, even the current Liu Xie can't......

When he was six years old, he saw that his mother had poisoned the biological mother of the emperor's younger brother Liu Xie......

When I was seven or eight years old, I always saw countless prostitutes being played with by their biological fathers......

There was even a day...... When his father was drunk, his dissatisfaction with the empress suddenly erupted...... put the little Liu Wei in the child prostitution pile overnight......

There were two uncles of extremely human ministers, but they did not bring him safety, but the intrigues of his uncle and the palace attendants fell on him one by one......

Finally one day...... The father who hated him died of exhaustion on the woman's belly...... And he's about to become the next emperor!

Perhaps, the days of suffering are coming to an end? Liu Wei fantasizes about wearing a dragon robe every day and dominating the world.

may have been born with a bad fate, he was on the throne for only one day, and the two forces that had been fighting each other for a long time finally came to a decisive battle.

Uncle died...... He was plundered out of the palace by several eunuchs......

It wasn't until he was rescued by Lu Bu that he finally sat firmly on the emperor's seat.

But the good times didn't last long, and within a few days, Lu Bu traveled. A fat man with a vicious face and a meaty face once again triggered his nightmare.

The boy closed his eyes, tears hanging over his long eyelashes, and he trembled slightly. It's a delicate face. Smart and clear eyes, delicate and straight nose bridge, thin lips and thick lips, soft curved small face. Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty once said that it was frivolous and unpretentious, didn't he say this? Such a look simply cannot grow into a tough and domineering monarch. Those who see it will only think of weakness rather than obedience.

Lying on the soft and comfortable bed, the boy stared blankly at the crimson curtain above his head. The slender little hand tightly grasped the heavy brocade quilt covering his body.

It seemed that the charcoal basin with a raging flame around him could not dispel the coldness and dampness in his heart.

It seems that there is a cool breeze blowing from nowhere, ruthlessly robbing the temperature of the boy's body.

Sunlight outside the window flooded the roof...... But only it can't shine into the bottom of this young man's heart.

At this time, Liu Wei was more like the prostitutes raised by his father......

Even though they are all men, they have softer waists than women, not only have no dignity, but are even ...... by that person Tease.

Liu Wei shook his head violently, unable to accept such a fate.

He can't forget those ** naked eyes, the fat man full of fat......

It was on this dragon bed that as an emperor, he was almost insulted by another man......

If it weren't for his own mother......

watched his mother on the dragon bed she had slept on, trying her best to please one of her courtiers......

Liu Wei was thinking about it at the time...... How good would it be if that day, the man holding the Fang Tian painting halberd didn't rescue him?

Angry hair rushed to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad!

Shame on the north, still snow. When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed! Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.

This song sung by Lu Bu was deeply imprinted in Liu Wei's mind, how much he hoped that such a heroic person would appear and save himself from the dire situation?

A few days ago, the Xun family brought him news of Lu Bu, and promised that Dong Zhuo could be eliminated for him soon, so that he could sit on the dragon chair justifiably. These few days are the happiest days in Liu Wei's life, because at this moment, he is full of hope! But last night...... His mother was picked up by a carriage again...... What are you going to do? Liu Bian's heart was clear, this kind of thing had happened dozens of times in the past few months, and every time the young emperor's heart was like a knife......

Courtier...... Courtier...... Who else can give his emperor a humble hut to live in?

In the chaotic thoughts, he was full of resentment, hating his biological father, hating his biological mother, hating the two uncles who died, hating the courtiers in the palace, hating Dong Zhuo, and even sometimes complaining about the younger brother who also had a miserable background.

But there's always a sense of longing that thrives in anger......

I am the Son of Heaven......

I want to return the world to a bright future......

I don't want future generations to taste such bitter fruits......

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