Since I didn't spread the news, you were the only one who spread it."
"Yes, I was the one who got someone to spread the news."
Murong Xiao asked in surprise: "Why?"
Qian Yeming's face darkened, and he said, "I hate the way Murong Qingyun is clinging to you, so I found someone to disgust them."
"..." Murong Xiao asked speechlessly, "Since you leaked this matter, you should have known that the Emperor would most likely come. He was already extremely suspicious of Murong Qingyun's identity. Once it was confirmed, the Empress would fall, and your position as Crown Prince would be in jeopardy."
Qian Yeming stared at Murong Xiao and asked seriously, "Xiao'er, if one day I lose my position as Crown Prince and become a commoner, will you blame me?"
Murong Xiao shook his head and said very confidently: "Of course not."
"So what kind of life do you want to live?"
Gazing at Murong Xiao's exquisite features, Qian Yeming was puzzled. To him, Murong Xiao was not only a mystery, but also a fairy-like woman. Although he knew that this woman had become his wife and was determined to follow him, happiness came too suddenly, and he always felt that he was not ready.
At least, he is not strong enough or good enough.
So he really wanted to know what kind of life she wanted. At least this would give him a direction to work towards and prevent him from being so confused.
Letting Qian Yeming hold her in his arms and finding a comfortable position to lean against, Murong smiled and said, "As long as you are by my side, this is the life I want."
Here it comes again! Qian Yeming looked down at the woman leaning lazily in his arms, feeling a bit overwhelmed. If God had been too cruel to him before, then now he was too kind to him, so kind that he felt a little at a loss.
Perhaps at the beginning he had great ambitions, wanting to stand at the top of the world, develop South Vietnam, and let the people of South Vietnam live a better life.
But after enduring so many years of suffering, he no longer cared about these things. His only hope was to find the antidote, leave the palace, and live a carefree life in the martial arts world. In fact, if he could find the antidote, he wouldn't even care about revenge.
However, when he realized that even this was destined to be a luxury for him, his heart was filled with hatred. He hated the woman who gave birth to him and then poisoned him, hated the people who lived in the Marshal's Mansion and manipulated his life, and hated the brothers and sisters who tried every possible way to kill him. If he died, he would definitely take these people with him who didn't even want to give him a chance to live.
But when he felt he had reached the lowest point in his life, his wife suddenly appeared. She not only gave him hope, but also brought him a joy he had never experienced before. She devoted all her energy to helping him, but would not even ask him for a decent request...
How could this make him feel at ease?
He lifted Murong Xiao from his arms, clamped her shoulders, and accused her, "You're just trying to fool me. Everyone has aspirations for their future life, how could you not have any?"
Qian Yeming looked at Murong Xiao seriously: "Xiao'er, tell me, what kind of life do you want? Or, what kind of person do you want me to be? If you want me to be the one standing at the top of the world, then I will work hard for you.
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