At the same time, Wuji Hall.
A row of father-in-law and palace maids were kneeling on the ground. The air was filled with the strong aroma of wine, and the ground was covered with fragments of wine jars.
Feng Si was half-drunk and leaning on the soft couch, drinking glass after glass of wine, with despair in his dark and deep eyes, and a wry smile that looked like a mockery at the corner of his mouth.
Sure enough, she is a liar. Even though his heart has been injured and broken into pieces, he still spares no effort to stab the heart full of injuries again.
He was really stupid. That day in Shaohua Palace, she spoke softly, focused on studying his condition, and covered her eyes with cold palms. He actually naively thought that this time she really... wanted to be with him.
Haha... extremely ridiculous.
Feng Xingyue had just arrived in Chang'an, and she was not willing to wait even a day for a private meeting with Hui Luofu... How much did she love him...
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Eunuch Li kowtowed heavily and said, "You must take care of your dragon body!"
"Take care?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said with a wry smile: "The person I love the most wishes to leave me within a few minutes, and wishes that I would die immediately. How should I take care of myself?"
There was a touch of sadness in his voice, like a child who had lost everything. When he raised his eyes slightly, there was mist in his eyes.
"Everyone, get down!"
"But the emperor..."
"roll-"
With a loud roar, the entire Wuji Hall fell silent for an instant.
He closed his eyes, and the image of her while playing chess came to his mind. The chess fell and Feng pursed her lips in an arrogant manner, giving her the joy of victory when she won the chess game.
A simple little gesture can easily tug at his heartstrings.
But why couldn't she lie to him for a little longer? In fact, it didn't take long. One year...one year is enough.
After all... I don't know if he can survive more than a year. If after he died, he said he wanted to go to hell with her, but he knew very well in his heart that he would not be willing to...
He wanted to be by her side and be nice to her. I don't want to let her go, but I don't want to make her sad.
Contradictions, year after year...
Occasionally I think, why not get more concubines! Maybe, they can get into his heart.
But whenever he has this thought, he always smiles bitterly... Is there room in his heart for anything
"Ta da, da da." A familiar footstep slowly approached him, and his heart skipped a beat. The moment he raised his eyes, his beautiful eyes as deep as the sea dimmed.
"Stop drinking." Xijin sighed deeply and said, "Why do you have to torture yourself like this?"
"I'm torturing myself like this, why can't she feel sorry for her!" He smiled bitterly, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it in one gulp, with a faint trace of tears in the corner of his eyes and said: "Even if it's just a moment... that's fine!"
At this moment, the image of Luo Qingchen and Feng Xingyue together appeared in his mind unconsciously. Seeing each other again after a long separation... she must be... very happy!
"She has no heart..." Xijin's voice was trembling, and she said with a choked nasal voice: "Can't the emperor open his heart to accept others? Doesn't she have to be the only one in this world?"
Maybe she should stand up. At this time when he needed someone's company the most, she stood firmly by his side to repay her for protecting her every step of the way.
"Haha—" Feng Si smiled coldly drunkenly and closed his eyes. After a long time, he slowly said: "It has to be her."
Loving her till death is his only obsession in this life. (To be continued)