Even though the two hadn't been intimate for almost a year, aside from using their hands, Mo Chenyuan had been holding back for a year.

Having finally gotten the chance, Mo Chenyuan demonstrated his abilities to Jiang Tian through his actions.

By the end of the day, Jiang Tian had reached the point where Mo Chenyuan's hand would tremble at the slightest touch.

Slightly satisfied, Mo Chenyuan looked at her weak and helpless state, took a deep breath, and calmed down: "I won't touch you, I'll take you to wash."

Seeing that Jiang Tian agreed, Mo Chenyuan picked her up.

But once inside the bath and after he finished washing, seeing Jiang Tian's fair complexion with a rosy glow and her languid charm, he couldn't resist.

As a result, he was forced to sleep in the Imperial Study for seven days.

However, Jiang Tian's plan to move out also fell through.

Mo Chenyuan was determined to show this woman that he only had her and no one else!

Before we knew it, both children were three years old.

After observing his son for three years, Mo Chenyuan discovered that he was not stupid. On the contrary, he had a strong desire for power at a young age, so he named him Crown Prince.

Their daughter has already started practicing martial arts.

Yes, practicing martial arts.

Ever since she saw a martial arts master that Mo Chenyuan had found, who was as light as a swallow and could fly in the sky, the little princess set a grand ambition: she also wanted to fly in the sky!

Mo Chenyuan doted on his daughter and found her a master to teach her slowly.

Jiang Tian did not hinder her two children's aspirations. Her thinking was simple: if Mo Chenyuan was not satisfied with her children, he could go find someone else to have more.

She only has these two kids, so she can do whatever makes her happy.

For the past three years, Mo Chenyuan has not taken a single concubine, and the ministers have stopped trying to persuade him. Perhaps the emperor will change his mind someday.

Despite his inability to come to terms with it, Mo Chenyuan's infatuation with Jiang Tian only grew stronger.

But he was afraid that Jiang Tian would have a child.

Seeing that his son was not stupid, Mo Chenyuan decided to solve the problem once and for all and had the divine doctor prescribe a medicine for him.

This medicine won't interfere with her life, and there's no need to worry about her getting pregnant.

That night, after the clouds cleared and the rain stopped, Mo Chenyuan patted Jiang Tian's still trembling back and said softly, "I will be going on an incognito tour in a few days. There is a severe drought in the south. I don't know how the people there are doing. I will only feel at ease if I see for myself."

Jiang Tian nodded: "Go ahead. If there are any corrupt officials, they must be severely punished."

Mo Chenyuan twitched his lips, indicating that there were no such corrupt officials under his rule.

But the disaster was so severe that he couldn't feel at ease if he didn't go.

Three days later, after giving him a brief explanation, he left.

Who could have imagined that this trip would lead to one foot in the grave?

The disaster was far more severe than he had imagined. Although the officials were doing their duties diligently, they were still unable to control the deaths of the people.

When people die, plagues are more likely to occur, and Mo Chenyuan happened to encounter one.

After distributing the disaster relief funds and seeing that the people had enough to eat, Mo Chenyuan fainted as soon as he returned to the post station.

Outside, ministers knelt in unison, but Mo Chenyuan's consciousness remained hazy.

He sensed that he might really die here.

Thinking of his beloved wife and young children, Mo Chenyuan was unsure whether to sigh or feel regret.

He wasn't worried about whether his son could grow up smoothly and inherit the throne; the people he chose would naturally stand on his side.

If they couldn't even be loyal, Mo Chenyuan wouldn't have chosen them.

His daughter has lofty ambitions, and he is not worried about her future.

To be honest, Mo Chenyuan was most concerned about Jiang Tian.

He spoiled that woman more and more. If he leaves, who will take care of her?

They thought they had many years ahead of them, but fate is unpredictable. Mo Chenyuan can control the world, but he cannot control life and death.

Despite his illness, he got up and wrote a letter to Jiang Tian.

As he was writing, he threw the pen aside.

What right does he have to advise her to remarry?

He's not dead yet!

Mo Chenyuan stubbornly held his breath and endured for several more days.

But on this day, as soon as he woke up, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

It seems that the King of Hell is not satisfied with him staying in the mortal world for too long and is going to come and take his life himself.

During his illness, Mo Chenyuan handed over all the matters of the court that he could, including who should be entrusted with the Crown Prince, who should be his tutor, and who should be his martial arts master.

When the princess later entered the martial arts world, he even found her a powerful backer.

Everyone else was arranged, except for Jiang Tian.

He always held a sliver of hope that he might recover.

They had only been married for a few years, and he hadn't even given Jiang Tian the title of Empress before leaving. It was truly unfortunate.

He was on the verge of death when the door opened.

Smelling the bitter medicine, Mo Chenyuan sighed, "Take the medicine away. There's no need for me to drink it."

Countless doctors had seen him for his illness, and the renowned healer, who was gathering herbs nearby, also rushed over.

All the available medicines proved ineffective, and Mo Chenyuan gradually stopped believing in them.

However, after he finished speaking, the person on the other end remained silent.

Mo Chenyuan subconsciously looked up, his pupils suddenly contracting. He had never felt so panicked before: "Are you crazy? Who let you in!"

This is a plague; whoever gets infected will die. For the first time, Mo Chenyuan felt no joy upon seeing Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian remained calm. She dressed casually, without even a hairpin in her hair, and the weariness in her eyes proved that she had rushed over overnight.

"What's the use of covering your mouth and nose? I'm already inside."

The bitterness in Mo Chenyuan's chest surged wildly.

After staring at her for a while, he dejectedly lowered his sleeves: "I don't need you to live and die with me."

He never expected that Jiang Tian would make a special trip to come here one day.

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