Just because of that betrayal of the first love - between her and the right, he chose the right!
This is the tragedy of life.
From then on, it can never be saved.
The dry eyes shed tears again.
In this life, I owe the most people!
It’s not that he owes him, but that he owes him.
Prince Hong!
Emperor Hongwen!!!
The man in my first love!!!
What's more, there is also his bloodline, which is in front of him day and night, and has not changed for twenty years.
How can a woman forget her father if she has such a child all her life?
Can you?
Can you hold a grudge against his father for a long time if you love your child so much?
Just like a powerful imprint deep in the heart, who cannot be erased for a lifetime, breathing together, and cannot be forgotten until the moment of death.
However, she couldn't tell her son this mood—it would never be possible.
silence.
The lights around are swaying so much.
Hong'er stayed by the bed for a long time.
There are civil and military ministers who have been waiting for a long time outside.
At this time, Empress Dowager Feng almost fell into a coma and did not even have a last word.
What else can be arranged?
The young emperor has taken power.
A victory has laid prestige.
What she left him was wealthy all over the world, peace in the world, rich granaries, and millions of soldiers.
No last words are needed.
Instead, he looked at her with pity.
Just like the rising sun, watching the sunset.
Just like a leaf, looking at its roots.
Fear and nervous.
I have never left her in my life, but now I can only watch her life pass by bit by bit. Just like a secret that has been suppressed in his heart for so many years - the father said that he hopes to be buried with her.
Until now, he dared not say it.
Even if the fire burned him to the point of blood, he would not dare to say it out.