"Do you think I should blame him?" Kunxing asked.
"Why blame him? At least he saved the Ming Dynasty. Your Highness should not blame him for this. He also took risks for it. None of us has the right to blame him." Liu Rushi said.
Kunxing didn't say anything after hearing this. In fact, she had been trying to forgive Zhao Xiaofei. After all, he saved her and Zhaoren and prevented her from becoming a puppet of the Qing Dynasty.
"As for other aspects, it all depends on how Your Highness looks at it. Men cannot resist temptation, especially wine, sex, money and power. The two brothers are just an ordinary pair over there, and now that we know the truth, we shouldn't have too many expectations. Whether it is deception or true love, it doesn't matter to me. I just want to help Your Highness bring the Ming Dynasty back to its peak and realize the ideal in my heart." Liu Rushi said.
Liu Rushi hadn't been around Zhao Xiaokun much recently. When he was injured, she only went to see him perfunctorily every day. But Zhao Xiaokun was surrounded by a woman, Wu Sanmei, who kept flirting with him.
Ever since she learned the truth, Liu Rushi has been wondering how to face Zhao Xiaokun. She can't even say she hates him. She can't even say she loves him. Knowing everything, she feels like everything is illusory, and love has long since died.
Jiang Xiaomei, who had returned to the present day, looked at the artifacts in front of her with a hint of a sneer on her face. She gently stroked the artifacts and said with a smile, "Dad, big brother! I will avenge you sooner or later! I want to make Zhao Xiaofei feel what it's like to be separated from his wife and children and to be abandoned by his friends and relatives. I want him to die at the hands of his own woman!"
Jiang Xiaomei looked up at the photo on the wall. The photo was the portrait of the Qian family's father and son.
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