Later, due to the peace on the border, he returned to the capital of the Great Liang Kingdom. In the same year, he passed the imperial examination and ranked second in the first class.
Those who are literate can be appointed officials and ministers, and those who are martial can fight on the battlefield.
What did the name Yuwen Xu represent back then?
It represents honor and prestige.
Receiving a single comment from him is more honorable than meeting the emperor.
Such a person, seven years later, could only sit in a wheelchair, watching the mimosa flowers slowly fall.
Seven years ago, it was also a beautiful day.
The wet nurse who raised him gave him a bowl of soup.
Later, it became what it is today.
That was his only relative... the only one he could truly consider family.
Before she died, the wet nurse said that she could not disobey the emperor's orders because his merits overshadowed the emperor's.
His achievements overshadowed those of his master.
The person who harmed him is quite obvious: the emperor.
Originally, I didn't have those thoughts.
But when you're forced into this situation, even if you have no ideas, you have to come up with them.
Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Unbeknownst to him, he now commanded 100,000 soldiers and held absolute control over the imperial court.
Everyone thought he was plotting a rebellion.
Ironically, day after day, he sat in the position of regent, using the emperor to command the feudal lords.
There are no signs of a power grab.
He loves the throne so much, so let him sit on it, but he will never be at peace, never find tranquility in it.
I thought that would be how life would go from here on out.
The little ball of flesh appeared right in front of me.
Not only are they stupid, they also eat a lot.
But I don't know why, I just felt happy looking at that little thing.
It was intelligent and liked to stay by his side, and he rarely took such a little thing to heart.
This feeding method lasted for more than a year.
But a few months ago, for some reason, the little chubby ball of flesh suddenly turned into a person.
She smiled happily at him, completely unguarded, still so dependent on him, and would be unhappy because of his distance.
It looks almost exactly the same as that little chubby girl it used to be.
But for him, it was different after all.
It became a person, and a woman at that.
When she's happy, he's happy too; when she's unhappy, he feels a pang of pain in his heart.
That day, she looked at him with a wronged expression and accused him of having dinner with other people.
For some reason, seeing her looking so aggrieved made me feel uncomfortable.
Seeing her leave makes me panic.
I understand, I care about her more and more now.
She is becoming more and more important in my heart.
But the more this happened, the greater the panic in my heart became.
What's there to be afraid of?
He himself didn't understand why he would subconsciously hold her in his arms in a possessive manner.
When I was sleeping, I would wake up every now and then to check if she was still in the seat next to me.
When I see her sleeping soundly, in a crooked and twisted position, I gradually feel a sense of relief.
He didn't understand why either.
Until the night four days ago, she woke up, didn't say a word, and quietly left.
His heart skipped a beat, and after waiting for a day and a night, he suddenly understood.
It turned out that he had been terrified that she would leave.
Now that she's gone, my restless heart has suddenly calmed down.
Just like those years before.
Reading, eating, sleeping, attending court.
Are you feeling calm, just like before?
Ultimately, they are still different.
He lowered his eyes, concealing the emotions within them, and clutched the mimosa flower in his hand, crushing it with force.
With outstretched arms, a gust of wind blew, scattering the scattered mimosa blossoms to who-knows-where.
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