Liu Bian decided to apologize to Tang Ying, but as soon as he said that, he was strongly opposed by Princess Wannian.

A husband is the leader of a wife, and a man cannot give in to a woman, otherwise the family will be unstable. What's more, Liu Bian is the emperor and Tang Ying is the concubine, which is even more unreasonable. The king is weak and the country is in danger. What's wrong with Tang Ying. Xun Yu has such talent and is close at hand, but she does not recommend it to the emperor, but secretly discusses with Xun Yu, what's the intention?

Princess Wannian said it sincerely, but Liu Bian did not accept it. In essence, he was not a real emperor. Whether he was in his previous life or in this life, he was not an emperor with destiny.

If that's the case, if you do something wrong, you must apologize.

Liu Bian refused Princess Wannian's accompanying him, carried a bottle of wine, and came to Tang Ying's hall alone. The door of the hall was closed. Liu Bian hesitated for a long time and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Tu tuk, tuk!"

The hall was silent and there was no response.

Liu Bian sighed, leaned against the door frame, and slowly sat down. The ground was a little cold, which was so cold that it was in his heart.

"Yingzi, I'm a mess." Liu Bian took a sip of wine, raised his head, looked at the sky under the eaves of the palace, and murmured to himself: "I shouldn't doubt you, nor should I scold you or beat you. But..." He hesitated for a moment and sighed again: "Yingzi, I'm really afraid. If you even lie to me, who else can I believe?"

There was no sound in the hall.

Liu Bian was stunned for a moment and continued, "Yingzi, do you know that Huangfu Song... was the fate of Qiulong. Someone advised him to be independent, but he refused. He was a loyal minister, but I don't know when his loyalty can be maintained."

"Now that Yuan's army is on the rise, the great man is about to collapse. I don't know if he will change his mind." Liu Bian smiled bitterly and took another sip of wine: "In order to make him believe that the great man has not collapsed, I have to hold it every day and pretend to be full of confidence. Every sentence must be carefully considered. You must not say it wrong, nor can you show any timidity..."

"I have to hold my head up and my chest when I walk, and I have to sit up straight. Even when there is no one, I have to keep a straight sitting posture because I don't know which spy is around me and which one is not strict..."

"In order to make people feel like I am an emperor, I have to practice Fengyi even if I am tired. I want to be as imposing as Yuan Wei..."

"I dare not relax at all when I learn military tactics with Huangfu Song, for fear that Huangfu Song would be regarded as a waste, as a rotten wood that cannot be carved, and would feel contemptuous..."

Liu Bian became more and more depressed as he spoke. He remembered that he had to laugh these days and pretended to be a leader wherever he went. He was so eager to cry. Is the emperor so easy to behave? He had to think twice before acting every move, for fear of saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing. In history, it would be fine if he was laughed at. Now he couldn't think so far and was despised by others, that was a problem.

Huangfu Song has the fate of Qiulong, why not rebel? On the one hand, it is because he has a ministerial integrity, and on the other hand, it is because he still has confidence in the Han Dynasty. If he feels that the Han Dynasty has no hope, can he still be so devoted? Where is the hope of the Han Dynasty? It is on his shoulders. If he cannot let Huangfu Song see hope and cannot let these soldiers feel that the Han Dynasty has not yet perished, these people may fight back at any time.

He wants to hold on, he cannot relax at all. Even if he is desperate, he must have a look of confidence.

He had to hold his hands while walking, and he had to hold his hands while sitting, and he didn't even dare to be careless when he was sleeping, for fear that he would speak in his sleep and reveal his appearance of weakness. In order to master the way of using troops as soon as possible, he studied hard, and even if he was just a sloppy memorial, he would write down the military tactics that Huangfu Song had taught. In order to make himself look like an emperor, even if he was tired, he had to practice Fengyi to make himself look like a dignified person.

It is easy to pretend for one day, and it is easy to pretend for two days. It is a difficult test for more than ten days in a row, but he dares not relax at all. Huangfu Song, Yan Zhong, Jia Xu, Zhang Xiu, Zhang Liao, Huangfu Li, which one is an ordinary person? It is so fucking tired to show off in front of a group of talents. He was about to collapse, so he used the excuse of returning to the city to worship the queen mother to escape from the murderous military camp for one night. He wanted to meet his relatives, he wanted to meet the princess Wannian and Tang Ying. He wanted to hide in the harbor of family affection and rest for a while.

Who would have thought that Tang Ying refused his closeness and brought him such bad news instead.

"Yingzi..." Liu Bian said too much and drank too much wine, and the night sky in front of him turned into chaos. He said vaguely: "Others... lying to me, I... can... accept it, because I... never believed...they. If... you... lying to me, who else can... believe?"

Before he finished speaking, his body tilted and fell softly to the ground. The wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground, and a crisp sound of "double" broke into several pieces. The remaining wine spread across the ground and gradually poured into the ground, leaving only a wet trace, like tears.

The palace gate opened with a creaking sound. Tang Ying stood at the door, his eyes swollen. Seeing Liu Bian lying on the ground, she was startled and hurriedly walked over and picked Liu Bian up. The palace maids wanted to come over to help, but she pushed them away. She struggled to pick Liu Bian up, hurried into the hall, and placed Liu Bian on the bed.

Liu Bian turned over, hugged Tang Ying's waist, and pressed her face against her lower abdomen, muttering: "Yingzi, I'm sorry, you... hit me, if... can calm you down." After a moment, he said: "Don't slap in the face, tomorrow... you will have to train troops."

Tang Ying had already raised her hand, but when she heard this, her hand could not fall. She hugged Liu Bian tightly, and her face was filled with tears.

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In Dongguan, Cai Yan held Jiao Weiqin and sat on the terrace, gently plucking the strings.

The sound of the piano is clearer and melodious, and the rhythm is lighter, as if a gust of wind blows through the stream, and the stream is singing happily.

Cai Yan played very carefully, with blurred eyes and lightly raised corners of his mouth, immersed in the sound of the piano.

At the corner of the wall, Cai Yong stood up with his hands, his eyes tangled.

After the song was played, Cai Yan took back his finger and whispered: "Dad!"

Cai Yong was stunned, walked out of the corner, slowly walked to Cai Yan, lowered his head, looked at Cai Yan, looked at the Jiaoweiqin, and sighed: "A Yan, you can't save him."

"Dad, I feel uncomfortable." Cai Yan's eyes turned red and his voice was a little nasal: "He... doesn't look like a villain, how could he become a vicious person?"

"This is not a question he wants or not, but the nature of a dragon is cruel." Cai Yong looked around and his voice lowered: "The evil dragon has awakened, but he himself doesn't know it yet. If he doesn't take this opportunity to get rid of it, once he discovers the secret of the dragon shape and hatches a giant dragon, the people in the world will fall into water and fire, and the creatures will suffer, and it will be too late to regret it. A Yan, would you like to see him like this?"

Cai Yan sobbed, his shoulders shrugged, speechless.

Cai Yong hugged her in his arms: "Okay, okay, let's not take the example. Forget this half of the piano score, hide it in the deepest part of your heart, and never play it again."

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The third update is here.

These chapters are quite controversial, but Lao Zhuang doesn’t want to explain, and everything that should be told is in the story. I hope everyone is a little patient and a little confident in Lao Zhuang.

I am really impatient and I can’t help it. Please go all the way. There is no need to hurt people when the exit is hurt, right?

Continue to recommend and collect!

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Chapter completed!