The woman next to him curled up into his arms like a kitten, carving out a comfortable space in her own place, and fell into a deep sleep happily.
Women who have just given birth are always a little weak.
I'm afraid she doesn't have much experience, and then listens to Yan Ying's stories about the past.
No matter where he comes from.[
No matter what his identity is.
It didn't even matter what kind of thoughts he had for anyone.
If Ruoruo just knows that this man is her husband, the father of her son, and the father of the dozen children she will be born in the future, these positionings are enough.
Happiness is not about digging into the bottom of things!
Happiness is not something to be blocked.
Happiness was already in the palm of her hand, and Wen Ruoruo's eyes were always focused on the not-too-distant future.
So, let him go by the past.
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end
I never knew that one day I would be like a normal person and have a woman and a child.
Although I am the emperor of this world, only she can give me the feeling of belonging.
The past days have faded away, and the haze has long since left me.
I will definitely become a king who surpasses my father’s existence,
Because, she will always be by my side, so that I will not be confused by my true feelings and keep moving forward.
I will protect my family and the people here and continue to walk on.
Until one day, my child takes over the throne and becomes a new generation of kings.
Excerpted from the personal essays of Emperor Yan Xi