"But, I'm very worried that you'll be alone at home. Moreover, the child will be born soon..."
This is the main reason. He guards this child every day, day and night, looking forward to the stars and moon, and warmly looking forward to the arrival of the child. He dreams that he wants to witness the birth of that little guy with his own eyes.
Now, the child is about to be born, and he is in charge of the army, at least three to five months, or one to one or two years. At that time, even if he comes back, the child will be almost one and a half years old.
He really couldn't wait that long.
He sighed, and the tired look on his face became even stronger: "Miaolian, I ascended the throne at the age of six. Now, I have been an emperor for more than twenty years. Everyone thinks that being an emperor is good, rich in the world, and surrendering to all directions.
But, in my opinion, being an emperor is the worst thing, and many times, you often have no choice but to do it..."
Just like war.
No matter how annoying you are, there is no way to avoid it.
Many times, you need to be in charge of the army and pay a huge price.
If you ignore it, the consequences are sometimes unimaginable.
If it were an ordinary person, even if he was just an ordinary person, he would not have such troubles. At least, he would not have to worry about the country being destroyed because of it - because the country is not his.
However, an emperor has to worry about it every day.
Even guarding the pregnant wife to wait for delivery safely has become a luxury.
At this time, he was really in a war between heaven and man, or not? For the sake of the overall situation of the war, or to wait for the safety of his wife and son?
The fear in Feng Miaolian's heart deepened in waves.
Suddenly, I wanted to blurt out "Don't go, don't go" - this was her true thought. However, when the words came to her mouth, they swallowed them back again.
She knew that she was determined not to say that.
Once he said it, it will inevitably bring him greater confusion.
She just accompanied him, and after a while, she slowly got up and poured him a cup of hot tea.
"Your Majesty, take a sip."
He held the hot tea with a little confused expression: "Miaolian, I don't know why. This time, I really don't want to be in charge of the army..."
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