Murong Jing sat alone on the stone steps, holding a wine bottle.
One day he would become like this, it was never a day he imagined.
Fresh clothes, angry horses, commanding the wind and clouds.[
Never thought that one day I would be sitting here, living so cautiously for the woman I love.
"Brother, can you give me a sip of wine?" There was a handsome young man, who seemed to be walking under the moonlight.
He walked from far to near, and came to Murong Jing to follow the pass.
Murong Jing raised his lips slightly and handed over the wine jar in his hand.
Chuxue took it with a smile, raised her head and took a sip with a bit of heroism.
The once innocent young man has acquired an air of maturity, and is very much like Murong Jing's demeanor back then.
"Did you sneak out of the palace again?"
"I missed my brother, so I came here."
"..." Murong Jing smiled softly, his eyes filled with warmth.
Chu Xue returned the wine to Murong Jing, "Are you thinking about the emperor's sister-in-law again?" A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes.
"Yeah. I miss her, I miss Mu'er, I miss Qing'er,... I miss myself..."
There was silence for a while. Neither of them spoke for a while.
"Brother Emperor, do you hate me?" If it weren't for him, would the situation be like this?
Murong Jing's eyes flashed with displeasure, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't blame yourself, I have never regretted it. Don't think like that again in the future. I will be angry." At that time, he was in a coma and didn't know anything.
What responsibilities will there be?
"But it's been three years, and my nephews and nieces have been like this. Are you and them... still like this?" Chuxue's voice revealed loneliness. Can he not blame himself when seeing them like this every day? Sometimes, he felt that he was
Why didn't you die earlier? In this way, we wouldn't be in this situation today. Several people feel guilty, suffer and grieve together.
"Chu Xue, take good care of the country. Let me have no worries and accompany them with peace of mind."
"I know. I won't let you down."
"Um……"
Murong Jing smiled silently, put his big hand on Chu Xue's shoulder, and patted it gently.[