The first half of the night was filled with loud clanging, and the second half was filled with an indescribable night of passion.
Hu Tianqin, this stubborn guy, stumbled through his first and most enjoyable experience under Yi Mu's guidance.
Although he had no experience in this kind of thing, he disagreed when Emu became impatient and demanded to take the lead in the sexual encounter.
From initial stumbles and setbacks to later discovering its deliciousness.
In the latter half of the night, Hu Tianqin clearly got more energetic and seemed unable to stop.
Yi Mu quickly stopped him, saying that something big was going to happen in Da Chen tomorrow, and the world was about to change.
He finally managed to coax Hu Tianqin to sleep, then got out of bed, supporting his back, and went to the children's room.
Shao Shao and Zi Ruo each slept in a small bed.
His sleeping posture was very proper and composed.
Shao Shao felt hot, so the small blanket covering her slipped to the side of the bed, revealing her white little belly.
Yi Mu covered Shao Shao with the blanket, his eyes flashing with complex emotions as he thought about what would happen next.
The tasks given by this world, 998, are: first, to complete 50% of the storyline; second, to control the impending plague; and third, to assist Hu Tianqin in quelling the turmoil in the martial arts world.
He has only completed less than 30% of the story so far. He knew the two children were in danger and should have avoided it.
However, the storyline involving Zi Ruo and Shao Shao in this world accounts for 15 percent of the total.
If they are spared this disaster, then Yimu will definitely not be able to complete the mission.
The story unfolds in the end that the two children are safe and sound, but they suffer some hardships along the way.
Yi Mu walked to Zi Ruo's bedside, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and silently promised, "Dad will definitely bring you back safely."
In the thirty-sixth year of Anling, Emperor Chengtian passed away, and all the civil and military officials mourned him. The Crown Prince was so grief-stricken that he fainted in the late emperor's palace.
The late emperor left a will stating that after his death, the crown prince would succeed him.
The crown prince could have ascended the throne seven days after the late emperor's death, but he insisted on observing a period of mourning for the late emperor for forty-nine days.
This sincere filial piety earned the praise of the entire court and the people of the land.
Their new ruler is a benevolent and filial man, and it is likely that he will bring blessings to the people in the future.
Having seen through everything, Yi Mu thought to himself, "Since ancient times, everyone has said that the higher you climb, the colder it gets. It's true."
The late emperor was obsessed with women, which led to the downfall of the country and its people.
He was not a good monarch, but he was definitely a good father.
He gave the crown prince the power to do what he wanted.
But power breeds evil, and one day, when that evil devours humanity, disaster begins.
The late emperor probably never imagined that what would take his life would not be illness, but his own son.
The killing of one's father by his son has been a common occurrence in royal families since ancient times.
Outsiders say that the Crown Prince is kind-hearted, wise and resourceful, and that it is a great fortune for the country that the royal family has raised such an heir.
Little did they know, royal secrets were not something outsiders could possibly understand.
These people who are praising the crown prince now will soon be spitting on that person.
Before the mourning period for the late emperor was even halfway over, a plague from the south swept through the capital.
At first, everyone only felt headaches and weakness.
Because it was during the change of seasons, everyone thought it was just a common cold.
However, after a day or two, the cold did not get better and instead seemed to be getting worse.
Headache, vomiting, bloodshot eyes, vomiting everything I eat, and diarrhea.
The medicines in the pharmacies were in short supply, and in just half a month, the price was driven up to an astronomical level, making them unaffordable for many people.
The first person to die was the owner of the rice shop.
A kind-hearted and honest man, he regularly distributes porridge to homeless beggars on the street every month.
On the bustling streets, it was rare to see anyone out. Everyone was hiding in their houses, with families sitting around the stove, their faces numb.
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