"Your Majesty!"

There was a gentle call in his ears, the old man barely opened a gap, and saw the face close at hand, although he was as young as himself, but he could vaguely see the appearance of his youth, she was never a beautiful woman, she was not before, ordinary appearance, a horse Pingchuan's figure, her personality is not good, she always has a cold face, if she is unhappy, she dares to take the sword scabbard and pat the master's face, I don't know when the two have been together, maybe very small, very young, Even as far back as a child with no memory of his own.

He opened his mouth to say something, but he was weak, he could only make a sound similar to that of a child, the woman with an ordinary face held his hand tightly, and all her black hair turned snow-white, she was never a woman who loved beauty, not when she was young, because she knew that she was not beautiful, and it was extremely ordinary, compared with the beauties that the young master had pampered, it was even more ugly.

She is a killer who has been taught since she was a child to live and die for her master, with no feelings, just a cold tool to kill.

The young master is a gentleman, and he is proficient in all kinds of dogs and horses, this is not his choice, but fate, the father of the master of high merit will never allow a son who is equally powerful.

I didn't know what it was at first, whenever the young master found a new love, in the dead of night, she always secretly painted the thrush in the bronze mirror alone, rubbed the rouge gouache, but the more the woman in the mirror looked, the more ugly it became, with the young master's standards, not to mention the five flowers that can still be seen, even the three flowers of an ordinary woman are not as good, she knows that she is born very ordinary, not good-looking, so she smashes all the mirrors in the house, and no longer wants to look at the unsightly face, in order not to let people see her thoughts, deliberately showed a cold expression, Always a dead man's face.

However, when the old man emperor dies and the young master sits on the supreme position, the first thing is to seal the sword maid who has been with him for many years, how can a maid of unknown origin become the head of the harem, not only the minister, but even all the people are dissatisfied, but the young master does not care about it, he insists on going his own way, even if he gives up the position of the human emperor, he has to do this thing.

"Your Majesty, don't speak, the herring fish sings to you." The old queen hummed a country song in her mouth, and her voice was unusually soft, like a nap for fear of disturbing those around her.

When the old man heard this familiar melody, he seemed to remember that when he was young, in addition to the queen, he also had a good friend, a handsome young man who always seemed to be preoccupied, with a maturity and stability that did not match his age, but he felt a deep loneliness hidden in his heart.

This friend is a very powerful person, perhaps more powerful than his father, Shen Fugui, who sat on the throne of the emperor as an ordinary businessman, and more powerful than Bai Ze, the oldest creature in the world, whose wisdom is unparalleled in the world, and whose strength is only under eternal destiny.

In the end, in desperation, he was hostile to him, and the whole world wanted to kill him, but he almost killed the whole world.

That friend's name is Chu Ming, a traveler from another world, for the old man, he is not only a friend, but also an admired peer, with jealousy and envy, but he can't have a little hatred, if it weren't for the other party, the person who is now sitting in the position of the supreme of the human race may not be himself.

The past of involuntary self-help, but it is also the happiest time for him, compared to the supreme of a family, His Majesty the Emperor who is admired by all the people, he still wants to be a big gentleman in the world, wanton and dissolute, with an unbeautiful red face around him, a confidant who never pats sycophants, even if this kind of life is exchanged for the whole world, he feels that it is not cost-effective.

And also......

The old man felt that his body was getting colder and colder, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he used all his strength to say to the sword-bearer beside him: "Qingyu, if I can, I still want to be a gentleman." ”

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