"My concubine, I used to be naive and did not hesitate to be blessed. Over the past few days, Your Majesty has loved me to the core. I am not a careless person, so how can I still be obsessed with it?"
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Liuche's eyes shone with surprise.
But, soon, it dimmed again.
"It's just that I have brought a devastating disaster to you and your country. Could it be that you..."
"Your Majesty, there's no need to say more." Ya Ge didn't allow him to say any more.
Forced himself to be sincere, he said: "Presumably, your majesty is also aware of my concubine's previous affairs. My father wants to marry me to the king of Dayuan. I feel the same way. If the royal family cares about family ties, how can he marry his daughter to me?"
Marrying a seventy-year-old as a concubine?”
During these days, Yage read all the information about Wuxia Kingdom.
I already have a clear understanding of all the national conditions of Wuyage and Wuxia Kingdom.
It is reasonable and reasonable to deal with it at this time.
Just listen to her continue to say: "Family affection is like this, let alone the common people. Didn't Your Majesty hear that it was the common people of our country who betrayed my concubines that day?"
I don't know whether he was lamenting Wu Yage's fate or thinking of his current pitiful situation.
Tears welled up in Song of Song's eyes.
Xuanyuan Liuche felt heartbroken and hugged her tighter.
Ya Ge sniffed, trying to cleverly avoid the old emperor's lustful claws.
He stretched his neck and said resolutely: "I am just a woman. I cannot bear the hatred of the country and the family, and I don't want to bear it. I just want to live peacefully!"
Finally, she came to a conclusion: "So, Your Majesty, I don't hate you, really, not at all. I just hope to die before you!"
I have to use you as my back-up before I die!
I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Song of Songs almost hates herself.
She almost sickened herself to death if she went against her will.
She despises herself, despises herself very much. But...
For Xuanyuan Yongling and for those promises, she had to live!
Her words made Xuanyuan Liuche completely sink.
I was immersed in the sweet words she weaved, and never doubted that this was just a 'net', and he - was the object in this 'net'.