True love has long since withered away in this world. Being able to have a heart-wrenching relationship is already a gift from God. What about men? What about women? As long as you truly love each other, what's the problem?
"Yan Hui, do you want to rebel?"
"If hugging you counts as rebellion, then I've probably done it countless times."
The emperor's face turned red, but he didn't know what to accuse him of, so he struggled to break free: "Let me go, let me go..."
"Save your energy. I won't back down on this matter."
"Why can't you understand them?"
"It is precisely because of understanding that we tried our best to stop it. Has the Emperor forgotten? How many twists and turns have we gone through?"
Yan Hui's words calmed the emperor down.
Yes, it took twenty years for him and Yan Hui to get where they are today. During these twenty years, the pain and torture they suffered... the emperor could no longer remember how much it was. In short,
...it’s just very painful.
But in other words, without these twenty years of hard work, he and Yan Hui might not be where they are now.
"Yan Hui, you can't overwhelm a whole boat of people with one stroke. We two...didn't meet a good father at all..." The emperor had little confidence.
If the late emperor had been half as wise as himself, how could he and Yan Hui have wasted twenty years?
Yan Hui glanced at him in surprise: "What do you mean?"
The emperor coughed and said a little embarrassedly: "You should know that it is the fault of the father to raise children, right?"
"Um."
"The children have become like this, and we are also responsible... Um... so what if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked? They have already admitted their mistake, so let's just pretend they didn't see it and didn't hear it, right?" The emperor said for the first time.
People talk about love.
"No." Yan Hui refused.
The emperor pushed him away suddenly: "What do you want? You've been scolded and beaten, but you're still not satisfied? You have to torture the child into a human shape, right? I think you've lost your mind in the past few years.
Stuffed with paste. Why are you so stubborn? What happened to the two of them next to you? Is it necessary to be so harsh?"
"Your Majesty, Yan Que is my son, and I have the right to decide everything about him."
"It's your son, it's your son. You act like Xuanyuan Ci is not my son. After all, you don't want Yan Que to be like you, right? Let me tell you, I don't want my son to pressure your son...
snort."
After the emperor finished speaking, he rushed out the door angrily.
"emperor--"
"Don't bother me, you're in class!"
…
Inside the ancestral hall, Xuanyuan Ci carefully tore Yan Que's clothes apart with his hands. When he saw the wounds on his skin, tears rolled down his face.
"Don't cry, it's okay."
"I know it's okay...but you must be in pain."
Yan Que sighed and smiled weakly: "This is the price."
Xuanyuan Ci sniffed: "I don't know what happened to Uncle Wang Huijiang today, but his temper was so hot... Yan Que, don't blame him."
"Fool, how could I blame my father? I want to thank him."
Xuanyuan Ci was dumbfounded.
Yan Que laughed: "You think my father is doing such a heavy hand because he opposes us?"
"Isn't it?" Xuanyuan Ci looked at him confused.
His look made Yan Que laugh, and he said gently: "Fool, my father wants to make us happy, so he beats us like this."
Xuanyuan Ci was even more confused.
"If there hadn't been this beating today, would the Emperor have interceded for us?"
