Deng Er felt the cold fingers gently stroke his face.

My heart was beating fast.

He didn't know how to respond to Zhao Qingshuang.

He knew that Zhao Qingshuang's love for him had never changed.

But he feels unworthy of this love.

Yes, he was stubborn and acted on his own, just like his mother in his childhood, who acted on her own and thought it was for his own good.

He also felt that he was acting on his own will for Zhao Qingshuang's own good.

And, similarly, neither of them asked the other party whether they liked this kindness.

No.

What's the difference between him and that dictatorial mother?

Of course there is a difference, because that is Deng Ru's mother, not Deng Er's.

Deng Er has no mother.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, you've suffered all these years."

After a long silence, Deng Er finally managed to say this.

Over the years.

The burden is too heavy.

He has long lost the ability to speak normally.

"...It's okay. I'll wait for you, until you return victorious."

Zhao Qingshuang looked at Deng Er's face.

She couldn't help but recall.

When we first met, he was the unbridled and ostentatious God in white.

Become famous at a young age.

His triumphant look is so attractive that he is determined to drink all the fine wines and make friends with all the heroes in the world.

Countless women in the martial arts world want to marry this white-robed god.

But now...

When you look again.

That ostentatious and unrestrained temperament is long gone.

He is calm, domineering and indifferent.

His hands were also covered in blood.

The young man of the Jianghu back then has disappeared.

But she still loved the King of Zhenbei of Daxia in front of her, just as she loved that young man from Jianghu.

He really taught her a lot.

He told her that women could also learn martial arts and govern a country and a family, and they were no less capable than men.

He carefully taught her the principles of the relationship between a ruler and his subjects, even though he himself was only half-baked at many things.

But he took her to see a different spiritual world.

“........”

Deng Er didn't say anything. He gripped the reins tightly and rode his horse forward in big strides.

Deng Er took out the List of Gods.

He used up all his internal strength and with the help of the incense of all living beings in the List of Gods, he spread his words throughout the world.

"We, Great Xia, will never submit to foreign races!"

"I, the King of Zhenbei, Deng Ru, hold the List of Gods."

"Today, the notice is posted here, deifying you!"

"May I ask the heavenly beings, do you dare to see my great Xia Tianwei?"