Chapter 295: Allowing you to love you in the next life [7]
"Zi'er, how selfish I am... I want you to owe me. In this life, you owe me, and in the next life, you have to pay me back... I don't ask for much, I just hope that you can wipe out the vast sea of people.
When you pass by, just look back at me... It doesn't matter whether you love me or not, I just ask you not to see me alive or dead..."
"Qiyu..." She lowered her long eyelashes and tears fell down.
"From today on, we no longer have any relationship. After leaving Loulan, you are the head of the Feng family and Queen Tianche, and I am the emperor of Loulan. I can no longer protect you. You must be safe with me.
He will stay with us until we grow old. If you are happy, I will be happy. If you are unhappy, I will devote half of my life to you and I will never let Mo Zhilan go."
She bit her lower lip and tried her best to control herself, because Qiyu's words really made her heart hurt so much.
It hurts so much that I almost died...
Why, why did she meet Qiyu?!
Why, why did Qiyu fall in love with her like this?!
If nothing had happened, he would now be the most outstanding emperor in Loulan, instead of a lonely man destined to be alone——
"Don't cry, Zi'er, you never cry easily. I don't want you to cry for me."
Gently wiping away her tears, Qiyu smiled brightly, just like the vows they made for the first time. Slowly, slowly, he lifted up his clothes, knelt on one knee, and held a corner of her skirt,
A slow kiss.
The willow leaves all over the sky covered the corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows. In the depths of the empty and resentful willow forest, his voice floated to the sky.
"Xuan's Qiuyu, the Emperor of Loulan, swears by the sky and makes an alliance by kneeling on the ground. If I don't die, I will ensure that Tianche and Loulan will not be invaded for a hundred years. In this life, I will never see the wind... Xi... Zi..."
If a moment of emotion is wrong, then he would rather make the same mistake again and again in this life.
He couldn't forget her.
Because I miss you so much, I will never see you again in this lifetime.
Purple.
I love you.
【Liu'er】
Tianche Palace, Zichen Palace.
Since the early morning, the Zichen Palace has been silent.
Hundreds of loyal court officials and feudal officials all lowered their heads. No one dared to say a word, for fear that His Majesty would be furious.
The huge Zichen Palace was eerily quiet. Several ministers with poor concentration secretly wiped away cold sweat and trembled in their hearts.
Your Majesty is angry.
Moreover, he was very angry.
His Majesty's face has not looked better since a month ago, and today, it is even worse!
No one dared to be the first to speak. No matter what they said, they might make His Majesty angry.
Darling, when the time comes, it won’t be solved by losing your head——
The Zichen Palace was quiet, the jade fan in Mo Zhilan's hand was tapping the dragon case, his eyes were dark and unfathomable.
The silence has lasted for half an hour.
His Majesty the Emperor does not open his mouth, and even his ministers dare not speak casually.
So...
Continue to be quiet.
Mo Zhilan's long hanging eyelashes twitched slightly, raised his head, and looked at the courtiers below expressionlessly.
His eyes, as sharp as knives, slowly swept from the east to the west, then from the west to the east. After going back and forth several times, he finally spoke quietly.
"I want to know whose handwriting this memorial is from."
He held a yellow silk book between his fingertips, and his cold tone fully demonstrated that the Emperor was very and particularly unhappy.
Everyone present shook their bodies in unison, lowered their heads, and looked at each other.