Zong Zhengli came to the emperor.

The emperor seemed to have expected this and was already sitting at the head of the bed, waiting for him.

The eyes of father and son met in the air.

There was a moment of silence.

After a moment, Zong Zhengli walked in with tired steps, "Why not leave?"

He sat down with a heavy body, his brows full of exhaustion, even his voice was hoarse, and he looked terrible.

As if hit hard.

For him, being betrayed and abandoned by the person he loves and trusts the most is a heavy blow.

abandon……

This was the word he hated the most in his life.

The emperor looked at the child in front of him. He looked 50% like him and 50% like his mother. In the blink of an eye, the child had grown up so much, and he had missed out on so much love.

A few traces of guilt overflowed from the turbid eyes:

"If I leave, you will lose your only relative."

"!"

Zong Zhengli was startled and his back suddenly stiffened.

Relatives...

This was the first time since they were little that their father used this word to refer to the relationship between them.

"Li'er, I know that dad owes you too much over the years. Dad has focused on the country and neglected you. Dad feels guilty." The emperor said bitterly.

Because of this debt, the child's heart becomes twisted and leads to sibling rivalry.

It's all his fault.

"Dad doesn't ask for your forgiveness, but he understands everything you're doing now. Dad doesn't blame you. He just wants to be by your side, talk to you when you need him, and chat with you. As long as he sees that you are well and healthy, Dad will be satisfied."

A thin mist welled up in his cloudy eyes, soaking his eye sockets.

The voice was choked.

For the first time, the retired emperor opened his heart and had a heart-to-heart talk with Zong Zhengli.

He is admitting his mistake.

He is apologizing.

The arrogant king, who had always been high and mighty, acting decisively, and having the final say, finally lowered his noble head and apologized like a child.

Zong Zhengli's heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and even his breathing became short.

He suffered injustice since childhood, and he was determined from an early age that one day, he would use tough means to get everything he wanted.

He wanted to let his father know that although he was born in a low class, he was no worse than his other brothers and sisters!

"Why are you telling me this..."

He hated his father and was determined to take away everything from his father, torture him severely and take revenge on him.

But my father suddenly lowered his head.

He was like a deflated ball, and suddenly he couldn't hate anymore.

"Dad has to admit his mistake, child! Dad can't watch you fall into the endless abyss. You are a human being. You have to have feelings, affection, family, flesh and blood."

The emperor's eyes were filled with tears and he said with a choked voice,

"Dad wants to stay with you. Even if everyone leaves you, Dad will never abandon you."

"Dad won't make the same mistake he made twenty-five years ago!"

He will take good care of the child.

Zong Zhengli's thin lips trembled, and his hands hanging at his sides were clenched tightly, his nails digging into his palms, trying desperately to control his surging emotions.

Qin Ye abandoned him, and he was heartbroken.

The emperor's apology and kindness penetrated into his heart and comforted him.

His eyes couldn't stop reddening...

I don't want to cry, but I can't stop my tears.

Everything that happened today was originally caused by my father’s partiality.

Because of favoritism, a twisted seed was planted in the child's heart. After twenty-five years of taking root and sprouting, it finally exploded.

The apology of the emperor is equivalent to solving the problem from the source.

"Li'er, Daddy was wrong...really wrong!"

The emperor staggered to his feet, walked towards the child, hugged him, and loved him like a kind old father.

Zong Zhengli leaned stiffly in his arms.

It’s warm…

Father’s arms...

Warm and solid, like a safe haven.

In a trance, he seemed to be living a simple and satisfying life: his family sitting around and the lights were friendly.

He slowly lowered his eyes: "Dad..."

A single syllable word escaped from his thin lips, very lightly, so lightly that one could not tell whether he was happy or angry at the moment.

Love that comes twenty-five years late.

he……

What's the point of coming?

The emotion in his eyes disappeared instantly, leaving only frost in his eyes. He raised his hand to push the emperor away and said coldly:

"Don't think I don't know that you only like Zong Zhengchen, your son, from the beginning to the end!"

Do you want to impress him in this way, so as to break him down from within and support King Chen?

ridiculous!

As if he were a fool?

Playing the emotional card with him? No use!

"Come on, raise an army and attack Jiangnan!"