She even thought that all she had done and worked so hard was just to repay a favor - is there such a reason to repay a favor in this world???
Maybe it was because the silence had been too long, Shui Lian didn't dare to ask anything, her heart was surging over and over again, and the palm of his hand that was firmly held by him was trembling slightly.【26nbsp;】
However, the hot water droplets did not stop——
Oh my god, those are his tears.
The emperor is crying.
This man rarely sheds tears.
Even if you were locked in a dark room and suffered from hunger and thirst, Your Majesty never cried.
However, he cried so miserably in the dark night.
"Your Majesty...scumbag...scumbag..."
Flustered and unable to do anything, he almost blurted out: "Scumbag... scumbag... why are you crying..."
She also touched his face with her hands, panicking, and her face was filled with tears. She didn't dare to move anymore, she didn't even dare to scream, she just timidly said: "Scumbag... I just said
What's wrong? Scumbag..."
He stretched out his big hand and hugged her completely.
But he didn't dare to use any strength. For a while, his face was buried in her shoulder.
At this moment, he became like a child.
Weaker than a child.
For some reason, Shui Lian aroused the weak and warm feelings in her heart for the first time, and quietly hugged his head, her eyes wet. The real purpose was not to fight for power, but just for a man, for a feeling.
"Shui Lian... Shui Lian... I'm not doing this because I feel guilty for you or repaying my gratitude to you. No, absolutely not... I just do it because I like you... I like you to be by my side all the time..."
There is no other reason... I just need you to be by my side..."
It wasn't a repayment of gratitude - in fact, it never occurred to him to thank her.
I just like doing it.
What a simple reason.
Even in the few years in the courtyard, when she was not around, he indulged in his debauchery, and the women around him came and went, it was considered a time of flowers. But when he suddenly looked back, he realized the deathly silence and sadness of a person at midnight. No matter how vivid it was,
**, no matter how bright your youth is, you have no memories and no understanding... You have acquaintances all over the world, how many close friends do you have?
Ordinary people can't have a heart-to-heart relationship, let alone an emperor and the beauties paid tribute to him by others and those political marriages.