kingnovel Chapter 451 I really tried my best
Chapter 451 I really tried my best
On this day, the bright moon hung high in the sky. In the pavilion of the Imperial Garden, the Imperial Advisor raised his wine cup and drank it all in one gulp. Then, staring at the empty cup, he gave a self-deprecating smile: "Why did you choose me back then?"
For him, she did not hesitate to dismiss the harem, and whether she went on a private visit or to the border battlefield, she always took him with her.
Everyone knows they are deeply in love, but in reality, he has never been close to her.
Wearing casual men's clothing, Mu Zhen vigorously patted her flushed cheeks.
Oh no, I've had too much to drink!
Squinting, I tried to make out the face of the person opposite me. It was a familiar face, but a stranger.
"Don't you know? You look a lot like my friend!"
I've given him the portraits!
I have been in this world for three years without even realizing it.
Three years have passed, and the country has conquered several cities, but they still cannot find any trace of them.
"So you've been using me as his substitute all along?" the handsome teacher asked coldly.
"No!" Mu Zhen waved his hand to clarify, "He is irreplaceable!"
He rubbed his eyes, pointed at the man with the gloomy face, and grinned, "That expression is even more convincing, hehehe!"
Thinking of something, he stopped joking, tilted his head back and downed another glass of wine, muttering to himself with a serious face, "I will definitely find you, and then take you home, no one can stop me!"
"Let's work together and overcome the challenges," were the words Emperor Tianhuang had spoken before parting ways with those others.
Mu Zhen dared not forget for a moment. He knew Di Tianhuang well; this man never spoke nonsense and rarely joked.
Even a seemingly nonsensical statement must have some deeper meaning.
But what exactly is the Path of Unity? Lao Tzu pondered this for three years and sent people to search for this path for three years, but he still couldn't figure it out.
Forget it! I'll ask him myself when I find him.
"Your Majesty, isn't this place good enough? Why must we find them?"
Perhaps they, like you, have had the same experiences.
He's somewhere enjoying himself, completely oblivious to the world around him! The Imperial Advisor swirled his wine cup, looking utterly perplexed.
If Mu were truly conscious, he would have been able to seize upon the loopholes in the other party's words in time, since he had never told the people here that he was a time traveler.
So what's the point of talking about fate?
He shook his finger, drunkenly: "You don't understand. It's a wonderful place, with its beautiful women and powerful rulers, and countless people submitting to it, but... I have a reason to leave." He paused for a few seconds before saying the last sentence, but his tone was more resolute than ever before.
Old Wai is still in Dongguo, and Fox Girl and the others are half-dead.
He had to go back to save them.
And then there are people like Emperor Tianhuang; only he can bring them back to the Eastern Kingdom.
I'm a man of my word; once I make a promise, I can't go back on it.
Although this colorful world is really enjoyable, haha!
Well, these days the palace has no shortage of beautiful palace maids.
Many times, Mu Zhen was really afraid that she would be blinded by this supreme power.
Money, status, and beautiful women are the three most irresistible temptations for men.
To avoid becoming addicted, Mu Zhen would make a deep cut on herself every month.
Only in this way can one stay alert every day.
There's nothing we can do; this world is incredibly strange.
He discovered this as early as when he conquered the first country.
Whenever he becomes so excited and loses control because of his rising power or the temptation of beautiful women, his willpower is greatly weakened.
Especially when it comes to beauty, it's simply unbearable for anyone; it's just too damn difficult.
I remember two years ago, the Imperial Advisor brought back a holy maiden from outside. Her appearance was... oh my, even now, he still dreams about her often.
At that time, Mu Zhen almost lost herself in her. Ever since she first saw her, Mu Zhen has repeatedly convinced herself to stay in love.
Don't worry about Lao Wai, he's doing fine in Dongguo.
Fox Girl and the others are also dead, and since we can't contact the system anyway, even if we find Long Yuan and the others, we might not be able to go back without the system.
Why not just enjoy the present moment!
Look at these crazy ideas!
Fortunately, he had a strong sense of crisis and used pain to wake himself up before he lost his way.
Then the next day he threw the saintess onto the battlefield.
Why keep this imperial advisor around? Heh, it's always safest to keep someone with ulterior motives under your nose.
Let's count how many stunning beauties the Imperial Advisor has arranged for him in the past two years? Shaking his head, he said, "Too many to count."
In short, that all-female army in the military camp, capable of defeating the soldiers of those patriarchal countries without shedding a drop of blood, was built up in this way.
Hmph, I saw through the Grand Preceptor's wolfish ambitions long ago.
You think you can corrupt me into a tyrannical ruler obsessed with women? No way!
Another ten years passed, and the Imperial Advisor was completely bewildered by Mu Zhen. For more than a decade, no matter how many handsome men and beautiful women were sent, including himself, the Imperial Advisor was still being manipulated.
They couldn't even break through her psychological defenses. From beginning to end, she only had one thought in her mind: to find the person!
On the bed, Mu Zhen was barely breathing, looking like a lamp running out of oil.
He had to bleed him every month. No matter how skilled the imperial physicians were, they couldn't withstand his relentless torment.
He is not old, but his hair has turned white.
"Your Majesty, I beg you, please don't hurt yourself anymore, okay?" The Imperial Advisor grasped the Empress's hand, pleading humbly, "Didn't you say you would conquer the Great Yan Kingdom? I promised you..."
"As long as you stop harming yourself, I will definitely conquer the Great Yan for you. Whatever you want to do, I will accompany you, okay?"
Mu Zhen's lips trembled as he thought to himself, "Do you think I'm made of wood? Do you think I don't feel pain?"
If I don't self-harm, I'll forget even my own last name.
The allure of the Kingdom of Luan is too great!
I can't take it!
One cut every month, for over ten years, more than a hundred cuts in total, it's almost like being subjected to the death by a thousand cuts!
Staring blankly at the bed curtains, she wondered if she was asking the other person or herself, "Is there still... no news?"
The Imperial Advisor clenched his fists, struggled for a long time before shaking his head with difficulty and saying in a muffled voice, "No!"
Mu Zhen closed her eyes in pain.
Longyuan, Huangfu Zique...
I tried my best, I really tried my best!
I'm sorry, I can't take you home.
As Mu Zhen breathed his last, the sorrow on the Grand Preceptor's face vanished instantly.
It's a real shame that even when he personally took action, he failed.
He stood up and threw out a magical artifact to observe the condition of the other people in the mirror image.
He passed this test, but what about the others?
I refuse to believe that they will all pass.
The Imperial Advisor didn't know why he wanted to keep all these people in the checkpoint.
It seems to be an innate responsibility.
Why does a strong sense of envy arise when looking at a dead person in bed?
Did he also want to die like her?
In the mirror image, a man who looks exactly like him is holding a scroll and asking passersby, "Have you seen the person in the painting?"
Emperor Tianhuang sat upright in the court, his eyes, sharper than a hawk's, sweeping over the dozens of faces below: "Is it that my drawing is not clear enough, or are your eyes not for seeing?"
The courtiers on both sides felt their hearts pounding. They secretly glanced at the dozens of young men and women kneeling in the center. They all looked quite alike.
Is it possible that this time, there isn't a single one that will satisfy the Emperor?