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The newly enthroned Liu Bian had a bad temper. It seemed that no one took him seriously. Even the palace staff stopped him from leaving the palace and meeting familiar people. The impulsive young emperor often lost his temper in the Chong De Palace and threw things.
At that time, Liu Bian often tried to escape, sneaking out of the Chong De Palace in the middle of the night. He succeeded several times, and the entire palace was searching for the missing young emperor. Later, the night watchman felt increasingly light, and with a creaking sound, the young emperor jumped out of the window, holding his clothes and running. A group of eunuchs and palace maids chased after him, shouting for the emperor not to run. In the end, he was blocked by guards at a small intersection on the palace road and had to return to the Chong De Palace to sleep.
Liu Bian, still angry, kicked the night watchman in the butt with every step.
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Son of Heaven also once had a sword, with a long and slender hilt set with a translucent ruby, which was broken during a drunken fit of madness.
Young Emperor Pretending to be crazy with the help of alcohol, the anger and frustration that can be manipulated are all poured into the shattered wine cup. The palace maids knelt on the ground trying to stop it, Liu Bian casually drew the hanging sword on the wall and held it in front of Young Emperor, the bright sword hilt reflecting the slightly gloomy eyes of Young Emperor.
Someone quietly left, intending to invite Guangling King. During the palace coup, Liu Bian naturally did not want her to be involved with the palace and him. He threw the sword, piercing through the palace door, and the voices begging for mercy on the ground were heard one after another. The hand that Liu Bian had kept in his sleeve lightly trembled, as he had not held a sword for a long time.
The mess on the ground, the trembling backs of the palace maids like winding mountain ranges, made Liu Bian think, "I knew early on that Young Emperor's backbone couldn't support this dragon vein. Whose world is this? I feel ashamed."
The eyes shimmering with golden light forced the entire Chong De Palace into heavy silence. Liu Bian suddenly felt so tired. The events of tonight must be presented to the Celestial being before the time it takes for an incense stick to burn out. Every detail, even the few cups of wine drunk by the Son of Heaven, must be recorded. What harm would it be to play out one last farce?
As a member of the Han family, I should die alongside the Son of Heaven. It's a pity, but I want to live as the Guangling King.
I want you to remember me forever and ever, remember the way I died.
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Guangling King took on the responsibility of being the Young Emperor's right-hand man at a young age. Occasionally, he would act coquettishly, but it was just a new idea. When he became serious, he was no less than a man.
Guangling King Well, a long sword mercilessly pierced the thief's chest, blood splattered on my face, and he still reached out to grab my hand and asked if I was okay. The whole palace is gossiping about whether the young emperor has a good relationship with Longyang. I laugh at their ignorance, yet I admire her skillful disguise, indeed impressive.
You deceived everyone, so I deceived you.
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Is Jiujiu tasty? I don't know, good wine is good wine, good poison is good poison, the five viscera and six bowels melt in the body, vomiting blood in large mouthfuls, mixed with minced meat, raising the hand to overturn the lamp, fire spreading from the gauze curtain. Let's go, Guangling King, break free from the constraints of Han Palace, and fly to the distance to see the new spring. Liu Bian's decision was quick, and before bleeding from all seven orifices, he let Guangling King leave, so he got up and walked through the secret passage while vomiting blood, the winding blood like earthworms crawling out for air on a rainy day, so terrifying.
The firelight grazed the hem of his clothes, and with bloodshot golden eyes, Guangling King wondered what he should take with him from here. Outside, amidst the clamor of shouting for help and for the king, the cries of the palace eunuchs were particularly loud. It was only when the fire reached his feet that Liu Bian slowly realized that everything had already been moved out. He turned to look at himself in the mirror and thought, thankfully Guangling King had already left. Last time, she was scared to death when he had a nosebleed. With this appearance, wouldn't it be enough to scare her unconscious?
Continuing to walk slowly through the secret passage, the burnt beams collapsed and smashed the old furnishings. The palace maids had long been dismissed, and Dong Zhuo's men had been mostly killed. In the Chong De Palace, only he remained. So, he took one last look, at least leaving behind some very, very good memories with Guangling King here.
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