Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

He only said that he would not argue with women.

With two joking words, Yun Sheng and Fourth Prince Wuyou didn't talk about the slightly serious topic just now.

But even if the words are silent, the facts are in front of you.

Who can stop what is about to happen.

The giant hand of fate seems to be always loyal, and presents various problems to human beings all the time, and then looks down on all beings tormented by these problems and entangles with these problems in the attitude of God.

But a fulfilling life is like playing Super Mario, there will always be countless difficulties waiting for you to solve.

Perhaps in the face of these difficulties, it will make you angry, angry, depressed, and entangled, but the joy after passing through each level is the final result we reap.

If life is flat and stable, and the wind is going smoothly, what fun is there to speak of.

Without sorrow, how can we understand what is happiness.

Imperial power, from ancient times to the present, has always been a thing that can attract people to fight for their heads and lose their lives.

Sometimes it's not that you want to fight, but your position forces you to fight.

Not for anything else, just to be able to live freely.

Today's holy majesty is over half a hundred years old, which is unlucky to say the least.How many more years he can live, no one can tell.

The ancients were not as long-lived as modern people, perhaps because of a small cold, fever and wound infection, they could easily lose their lives.

Even the aloof emperor couldn't get rid of this mortal body.

Therefore, the struggle for the throne is self-evident.

Up to the emperor, down to the big and small officials of the current dynasty, they are already well aware of this matter.

In this battle for the throne, the importance of connections plays a big role.

And the emperor bestowed a golden bottle, not to mention what was in his mind, but it saved the fourth prince Wuyou a lot of trouble.

All of a sudden, the four adult princes, the first prince was imprisoned for witchcraft, and the second prince still kept a low profile.

And the third prince Wuyin and the fourth prince Wuyou suddenly became the heirs to the throne in the hearts of the two very popular people.

Every day in Chang'an City seems normal, but under this calm and prosperous surface, every day has subtle changes in every place.

After the warm spring, we ushered in the hot summer with the scorching sun early.

And the third prince Wuyin, who had been away for a long time, finally returned to the court at this time.

On this day, Chang'an City was as lively as a festival.

There has been no war in this dynasty for a long time, and the common people have not seen such a triumphant army for many years.

After receiving the news that the third prince Wu Yin led his army back to the imperial court, the main street of Chang'an City was crowded with people early in the morning.

For some money, the best viewing position near the restaurant was reserved a few days in advance, just to see the grand scene of the triumphant return of the army.

As for Yun Sheng, naturally he would not miss this opportunity to watch the excitement.

Waking up early in the morning, she was dressed in a clear and plain dress, her long hair tied high behind her head, clean and refreshing.

Qiaoyue followed behind Yun Sheng: "Miss, are you here to see the army returning to court?"

Yun Sheng gave a faint "hmm", hung the dagger on his waist, and prepared to go out.

But Qiaoyue followed closely: "Miss, the street must be full of people today, why don't I follow you and serve you?"

Yun Sheng smiled, turned to look at Qiao Yue and said, "Want to join in the fun?"

Seeing that Yun Sheng had seen through her thoughts, Qiaoyue no longer concealed it, smiled and nodded: "Yes, I think so."