Jun Zechen gently carried Su Jingyao to the bed. His gaze lingered on her frown for a long time, and he sighed involuntarily.
He looked at her quietly, his eyes deep and full of complex emotions, and memories of the past kept rising in his mind.
From the first time we met until now, eleven years have passed quietly.
Time seems to be particularly fond of and kind to her. Not only has her beauty not diminished at all, but under the carving of time, it has become more charming and attractive.
Over the years, Jun Zechen has always known that his position in her heart is definitely not as high as Jun Yihuan's.
Today's fierce conflict has completely confirmed and confirmed what he has been thinking for a long time.
Jun Zechen couldn't help but let out a bitter smile full of self-mockery, filled with helplessness and bitterness.
Ten years have passed since he ascended the throne. He has held power for a full ten years and has also crossed the threshold of thirty years.
The passage of time made his majestic aura more intense and profound. However, his ten years of unwavering love for her meant that he did not have the majesty that an emperor should have in front of her.
This was the result of him spoiling her, and Jun Zechen accepted it.
Perhaps from another perspective, she didn't regard him as an emperor, but as her husband. Isn't this what he desires more in his heart?
Everyone in the world treated him as an emperor and held him in awe. Only with her by his side did Jun Zechen not feel the coldness and loneliness of being in such a high position.
He was destined to be noble and extraordinary from the moment he was born.
Before he met her, all he wanted was to ascend the supreme throne, and in the end, he did achieve this goal as he wished.
After ascending the throne, everything in the world seemed to be within reach, and there was no longer anything he desperately desired but could not obtain.
However, ever since he knew that she only wanted to use him, the only thing he wanted was her true love.
But no matter what I do, I can't seem to get it.
When he realized his feelings for her, he was determined not to let other women come between them.
Even if he failed to fulfill the ancestral precepts given to him by his father, he was unwilling to favor other women.
It was simply because he was afraid of making her sad, and he was also worried that the expanding ambitions of the women in the harem would bring her harm.
He never felt that he had made any mistake in his choice, but he always felt that he had failed his father's trust. Therefore, he swore in his heart that he would make his heir a wise monarch who could surpass himself.
But Jun Yihuan had lived a life of luxury since childhood, and all his knowledge about imperial strategies came only from books and teachers.
If he could not witness with his own eyes the displacement and suffering of the people, how could he truly be inspired to take on the responsibility and duty of an emperor?
If he had not personally experienced all kinds of dangers, how could he see the complexity and danger of human hearts, and how could he understand the twists and turns of the court conspiracies and intrigues?
Jun Yihuan is the apple of her eye, so Jun Zechen has never considered other princes to inherit his throne, and has always been strict with him since he was a child.
Jun Zechen could understand her unconditional love for Jun Yihuan, and also knew her determination to make Jun Yihuan the emperor at all costs.
She is an extremely ambitious woman.
But since he had promised her that he would let her get what she wanted, he would not go back on his word.
Therefore, he has been trying his best to balance the conflict between the two of them, and that is why he chose to hide the fact that Jun Yihuan was traveling far away and did not want her to know.
As long as Jun Yihuan can grow into an outstanding heir according to the trajectory he set, the conflict between the two of them may be avoided and will not erupt or escalate.
But once Jun Yihuan deviates slightly from the trajectory he set, like this time, she will panic, become disappointed, and have an emotional breakdown and lose control of herself.
If he didn't make Jun Yihuan the crown prince, would she kill him to pave the way for Jun Yihuan?
After being with her for so many years, Jun Zechen already had the answer in his heart.
So he was not pretending to be jealous of Jun Yihuan, but he knew very well in his heart that Jun Yihuan was the most important person in this woman's heart.
Jun Zechen reached out his hand, gently stroked her cheek, and murmured, "In this life, I have only sought you, and you are the one I cannot obtain. What else do you want me to do?"
Su Jingyao was unconscious for only a short while. After she lay on the bed, her consciousness began to recover little by little.
In a daze, I heard Jun Zechen's mumbling, and a tear couldn't help but flow from the corner of my eye, sliding down my cheek and dripping onto the pillow.
Su Jingyao has always been a goal-oriented woman. For her, only by firmly locking on to the goal can she avoid failure.
Jun Zechen's love is the sharp blade in her hand, which can help her remove those branches that are out of place.
But if Jun Zechen hurts the stars, he will become the branches that should be removed.
However, now, Jun Zechen's love has become the shackles that bind her. She only allows her heart to be controlled in her own hands. Anyone who hinders her from achieving her goals should be ruthlessly eliminated or removed by her.
She wanted to become the queen mother, and she was determined to let Xingxing ascend the throne, even if it meant using any means necessary.
Over the years, she relied on his favor and treated him with less respect than was due, and acted even more unscrupulously and lawless.
This kind of life is what she longed for. She has already walked 90% of the way to her goal, and she will never allow any accidents to happen in the remaining 10%.
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