"Mom, where is Grandpa Zeng? If Grandpa Zeng is here, he may be able to rescue us." Xiaomi hugged me tightly and fell asleep.
Maybe they were playing too crazy, so they lay down. Before I could answer, Piaopiao and Xiaomi quickly fell asleep.
I am the only one who is still thinking about the conversation I had with Mu Shiyu during the day, and I don’t quite believe that Xiaomi is Mu Shiyu’s biological flesh and blood. Wu’er said that she wanted me to avenge her. But now, I am trapped in the palace, and I can’t believe that Xiaomi is Mu Shiyu’s flesh and blood.
Coupled with Mu Shiyu's ability, how can I kill him? It seems that I will eventually live up to Wu'er's expectations.
Is this child Xiaomi really Mu Shiyu's flesh and blood? This matter has become a thorn in my heart. I would rather Xiaomi be a child without a father, so that no one can snatch him from me.
Mu Shiyu's ability is not small, and coupled with the excellent title of emperor, he can do everything he does with half the effort.
Was it really admiration for the person who faded under the autumn reflection back then? Because I made Mu Shiyu less utilitarian about power and the throne, did Mu Yiqing accept me as his concubine? Or maybe it was because of the same reason that Mu Yiqing
Will Qing kill Qiu Ying?
When he entered the palace that day, he told me that he loved me, and he also loudly announced the poem about him and me. Was it because he really had feelings for me?
After hearing what Mu Shiyu said today, I am no longer sure. After all, before entering the palace, he left us alone and stayed outside the palace.
I know that Mu Yiqing has been killed by Mu Shiyu. It is impossible for him to show up rashly, especially when Mu Shiyu doesn't know that Mu Yiqing is still alive, and it is even less possible for him to easily enter the palace and let Mu Shiyu
Know of his existence.
Intellectually, I can find many reasons to excuse Mu Yiqing. But emotionally, I don't believe all men. It was Mu Shiyu, Yang Yumo, and Mu Yiqing who joined forces to destroy my confidence in myself.
The heart is completely broken.
I always feel that I have no chance of love in this life.
They all said they liked me, but they all had something they cared more about. Compared with the people or things they cared about, I, Qian Feiyi, was obviously the one who was left behind.
I don’t feel that I am pitiful. Without a man’s love, I still have a crush. But as a woman, I still care about this.
After thinking about it for a while, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
"Feiyi, do you miss me?" Someone's voice came from far away, as if speaking close to my ear, clearly audible.