Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Why is it so hard?

Huayong, sitting on the throne, with his dead eyes open, struggling, numb, watching the endless nights outside.

I don't know how many times this has happened.

Back in the summer months.

He couldn't even remember that time at the Palace of the Peacocks.

- Because it's too painful, too sad, even memories are subconsciously avoided.

He was knocked unconscious by his subordinates and brought back to Big Summer.

I didn't blame them when I woke up.

Even he was acting perfectly normal.

As if the man who had previously been devastated and had no incentive to survive was not himself.

The subordinates were all relieved in the dark.

After all, the appearance of His Majesty earlier was simply that hate could not, hate could not go with Empress Peacock.

But Huayong's appetite is worse than day, and his face is worse than day.

What they don't know is he starts sleeping all night again.

Like now, without lights, without doing anything.

Just keep your eyes open until dawn.

In the spring, Huayong became very ill.

It took me two months to get back and forth, so I barely let it go.

But as one can see, His Majesty was not well and was directly destroyed by the disease.

Many elders are worried and unwilling.

Your Majesty is the wisest monarch in centuries.

He should lead the summer into a more prosperous life.

It's not fair!

Huayong didn't feel much.

If you really want to say that the sky is unjust, aren't the people of the peacock more abusive?

On the first day of his recovery from the early dynasty, he gave the will to select his children under the age of five and send them to the palace for correction.

This is about directly cultivating the heirs.

Perhaps knowing his physical condition, the ministers had no objection.

Huayong did not stand up, nor did he choose a princess.

He taught several royal brothers every day, and a year later, he chose the most considerate, succeeded in his own name and became a prince.

When the prince was 13 years old, Huayong was seriously ill.

This time, he knew his time was up.

No fear, no recklessness.

Some are just explaining.

Even anticipation.

Eight years ago, at the Palace of the Peacock, he wanted to follow her.

As the responsibility of the Great Summer Emperor, let him drag, hold on, carry on for eight years.

Today, Prince Hatsumui, the auxiliary minister, is loyal.

When he dies, the summer will not be in chaos.

He can leave in peace.

Fourteen years of glorious summer, the glorious Emperor Huayong collapsed and enjoyed forty years.

It is worth mentioning that this emperor, founded by future generations as a great summer, has not married a concubine in his life.

He succeeded for 14 years, and the rear palace was empty for 14 years.

More incredibly, in Summer History, the steward clearly recorded that he admired the Peacock Light Empress, unresponsive and unmarried for life.

Even when he was young, he sent the proton to the peacock, and spent two years in the glorious rear palace of the glorious Empress Tibi as a servant, without any brightness.

This is what Huayong himself asked for.

He did not feel ashamed that the king of a country had served the empress.

Even the other person could not understand, but he himself knew very well.

In my own life, I have seen infinite scenery and admired by all people.

But that's for someone else.

But for his part, his whole life was ridiculously stupid.

His forty years of real happiness and happiness were the only two years of the Palace.

[End of story]

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Gao Lengzhi thinks it's okay, it's not very abusive.

The main thing is that this book is a million years old. It's a little weak. It needs to stimulate a little refreshment.

This book is really a sweet cake, believe me.