"Are you serious?" Zhong Minge looked at him without blinking.
Liao Chongwu nodded vigorously: "Really, Ming'e, as long as it is what you want and as long as I can give it to you, I will not be reluctant or not try my best."
"What happens after that?" Zhong Minge raised his eyebrows and continued, "What happens after I ascend the throne?"
"I will protect you well," Liao Chongwu said in a deep voice, his eyes full of undisguised loyalty. "Ming'e, I will protect you well throughout my life, and I will also protect the vast mountains and rivers of the Great Zhou for you."
"But how can there be a high emperor without six concubines?" Zhong Ming'e asked again, "If I sit on the throne, I will definitely have to choose a queen. Chongwu, do you think it doesn't matter? Can you tolerate it?"
Liao Chongwu stopped talking now. He stared into Zhong Minge's clear eyes. Seeing his reflection in those eyes, his heart ached beyond words. He thought about his torment and depression when Zhong Minge got married, and the depression and loneliness he had felt in the imperial mausoleum that year. For a moment, he felt that terrible pain coming again, drowning him. Zhong Minge was sitting right in front of him, but he seemed to be unable to catch her...
"Liao Chongwu, tell me, how loyal can you be? How magnanimous can you be?" Seeing that Liao Chongwu didn't respond for a long time, Zhong Minge slowly spoke again. He held the man's silent and resolute eyes with both hands, staring at his face without blinking, and his breath was sprayed on it. "Liao Chongwu, why don't you say anything?"
"Ming'e..." Liao Chongwu's lips trembled, and he spoke for a long time. Facing Zhong Ming'e who was so close to him, he felt pain and conflict, and full of self-blame. "Ming'e, I... I can't stand in your way. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you miss it, from now on, you will never have the chance to ascend the throne, and who knows..."
Liao Chongwu did not say anything else, but both of them knew it well. They might be beheaded and killed tragically at the hands of Zhong Mingzheng. But if they fought back desperately, they might be able to take advantage of the power of King Pingxi, follow the will of the people and rule the world as Gao Zhiqi said.
"Liao Chongwu, how come you haven't made any progress in all these years? Whenever there's something, no matter how small the problem is, you want to shoulder it all by yourself," Zhong Minge laughed suddenly as he looked at the man's painful and guilty face. He gently stroked the man's slightly rough cheek, which still had the hard stubble on it, and whispered, "Liao Chongwu, I know you're a man of your words. If you said you'd help me get promoted, you'd definitely do it at all costs. But Liao Chongwu, you can't look down on me. I'm also a gentleman who sticks to his word."
Liao Chongwu was stunned, obviously not understanding what Zhong Minge meant, and looked at him blankly.
"What did I say to you in the capital? Do you still remember?" Zhong Minge couldn't help laughing when he saw his silly look, and he leaned over and kissed the man's eyes.
"What?" Liao Chongwu was still confused. He couldn't figure out what it was after thinking about it for a long time.
"Liao Chongwu, you are more important than that lump of gold," Zhong Minge said softly, word by word. He looked at the man's face, which froze for a moment and then became excited. He reached out and took the man's hand and placed it on his chest, then continued, "Liao Chongwu, in the past, this place contained many people and things, such as your mother, your father, and how to climb up by stepping on other people's heads, but today, this place only contains you, and in the future, it will not be able to contain anything else." At this point, Zhong Minge's eyes were a little red, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Liao Chongwu, do you understand?"
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