Playing to the death and cheating on you

He walked back slowly. 【】The moonlight is so hazy.

In the study, a lamp is like a bean.

The third prince sat beside the table and slowly unwrapped the bundle.

It is packed in different categories, food, use, clothing, some daily necessities.It took him a long time to open the basket next to him.Uncovering the extremely exquisite packaging on the outside layer by layer, the inside of the jar turned out to be boiling hot.

Inside, is a basket of fresh and delicious pastries.

He picked one up, looked at it carefully, and put it back.His mind was in a trance—he had eaten pastries like this before, and they ate them in a courtyard.

He was already very familiar with this taste, but when it was delivered from the palace again, the taste seemed to have changed, it was cold, making it hard to swallow.

He closed the basket, put it aside, and lay down on the bed.

Outside the window, there was no starlight or moonlight, it was an unusually dark night.The wind is blowing and the flags are moving, so I can't sleep at night.Bang bang bang, far away, came the voice of the watchman: the first watch, the second watch, the third watch, the fourth watch... Then, in the distance, there was a rooster crowing... the cock crowed and the world was white!

The head was pressed against the pillow, and the bed was warm, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.Maybe it's endless thoughts, maybe it's the faint autumn wind outside the door—he suddenly found that autumn is coming again.

The autumn of my life has already arrived.

He turned over several times in a row, remembering a blind man he met on the way back to Beijing, and got a few words from him to sign.

The hen spreads her wings to soar

Turn over and fall into the iron cage

Only then do we know how disadvantageous it is

You can pass after Jingyong Amitabha

What does it mean?

Fate, really so bad?

He can even imagine himself, with his face turned black, his eyes expressionless, his father lost when he was young, his wife lost in middle age, he was framed and lost his military power, and he was at home... What could be worse than this?A small man must not be without money for a day, and a big man must not be without power for a day—what kind of man would he be if he lost his military power? ? ?

A decadent prince?

However, he was still struggling and didn't want to accept his fate at all.

The more I am in adversity, the more people try to knock me down, the more I have to be strong!

Tomorrow is always a new day.

The sun can rise as usual, so what are you afraid of?

He suddenly became fearless, and soon, his thoughts faded away, and he felt relaxed, sleepy, and really began to patronize him.

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