Ji Jiangshen paused, then suddenly picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. A voice filled with helplessness and sadness uttered from his mouth: "Xingzhi is seventeen years old this year."
After a pause, Ji Jiangshen continued, "We've been searching for her for sixteen years and still haven't found her. Xingzhi only has three years left, and I want to be a good father to her in the days that remain. If Lizhou falls, Qingyan and I will flee with her and show her this continent. She's suffered so much these past few years."
After hearing this, the eunuch glanced at Ji Jiangshen, who looked like a kind father. He swallowed back the words, "The emperor has been living a carefree life during the years you were away from the palace," and replaced them with, "You have always been a good father."
In response, Ji Jiangshen just shook his head and said nothing.
Outside Lizhou City.
The city wall was full of soldiers, each of them on high alert, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
Luo Ling stood outside the city, wearing black armor, ready to fight at any time. He raised his head slightly and looked at the capital city in the distance. The three golden characters "Lizhou City" on the heavy city gate became more and more dazzling under the sunlight.
The day he was forced to leave Lizhou City, he swore that he would return sooner or later. Now, with the imperial city before him and the soldiers who had followed him all the way behind him, he only needed to wait a few more days before the iron hooves of the southwest would break through the gates of Lizhou City, and his long-cherished wish would be realized.
He should be in high spirits at this moment, but why... Looking at the silent capital in front of him, he not only did not feel happy, but instead felt a little sad.
Xia Chan stood behind the military tent and looked at Luo Ling for a long time. Her eyes became a little moist and her nose felt a little sore. She sniffed and a relaxed and happy smile appeared on her face.
He quietly approached Luo Ling, stood behind Luo Ling, and was about to reach out to pat Luo Ling's shoulder, but Luo Ling noticed him before his hand even touched him.
Almost instantly, Luo Ling grabbed Xia Chan's wrist with his backhand, turned around and smiled dotingly: "You're still so naughty even though you're pregnant."
Xia Chan pretended to be angry and shook off Luo Ling's hand, saying, "I'm just naughty like this, what can you do to me?"
Hearing this, Luo Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, then hugged Xia Chan's waist with a sly smile on his face: "Eat you."
Before he finished speaking, Luo Ling had already lowered his head to cover Xia Chan's lips, sucking gently and tenderly, with a serious look between his brows.
Xia Chan gently hugged Luo Ling back, responded to Luo Ling's kiss, and looked at Luo Ling with her eyes open. She was so close that she could even see Luo Ling's eyelashes clearly.
As I watched, my eyes suddenly turned red and tears silently rolled down my cheeks.
Ever since they got together, Luo Ling treated her very well, and even responded to her every request after she became pregnant. Luo Ling seemed like a different person, and the servants envied her very much. But in fact, she was not happy at all. She always felt that when Luo Ling smiled, he was not smiling at her, nor was he really nice to her.
She clearly felt that she had always been a proud person and would never be willing to be someone else's substitute, but she really couldn't bear to push away the person in front of her.
Luo Ling seemed to have noticed something and was about to look up to see what was wrong with Xia Chan, but unexpectedly, Xia Chan suddenly grabbed his head and deepened the kiss.
Xia Chan closed her eyes tightly, feeling a little flustered. It was not for anything else, but because she didn't want Luo Ling to see her cry.
Luo Ling said that he liked her because she was strong.
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