Lin Chu watched with cold eyes. When Duan Mulang said that his end was coming, his whole body was calm and calm.
He was calmly discussing with his friends which flower was the most beautiful in the garden. But what he was just talking about was clearly his own life and death!
Duanmulang was never a fool. He had long known what would happen to the prince after he was born.
He had plenty of opportunities to kill Baili Mingshuang, but he didn't. The moment he saw the little prince alive, the joy in his eyes was real and clear.
One life for another, accept it calmly.
At this moment, Duanmulang sat gently beside Baili Mingshuang, stretching out his arms to hold his weak wife in his arms.
He took off the cold and noble mask of the emperor, and only looked at the frail beauty in his arms with gentle and expressive eyes.
At that moment, his whole body seemed to be filled with light, as handsome as a god.
Lin Chu's heart suddenly moved. Why did Duan Mulang look so... inexplicably familiar? It was like...
Suddenly she felt a warmth in her palms, and when she looked back, she saw a man who looked like a lily in the snow, Zhang Junyan. Her heart trembled, and she looked longingly at Lin Zhi, who was as gentle as water.
She finally found the familiar source. The gentle Duanmulang was very similar to Lin Zhi at this moment...!
Especially their eyebrows and eyes, which are the same long and narrow, the same...
"Lao Chu looks at me like this, but he is so fascinated by my beauty that he can't extricate himself?"
"Cough." Lin Chu coughed and put aside the messy thoughts in his mind.
Looking at Duanmulang again, he has high cheekbones and rounder eyes than Lin Zhi. Lin Zhi's facial features are perfect in every part, and his eyes are deep and deep, which can make you fall into despair just by looking at him.
Completely two different styles.
How could she think these two people were similar? She must have been so tired that she was hallucinating.
"Everyone, please sit down."
Duanmulang nodded towards them: "Today there are no kings and ministers, only friends."
"Mingshuang."
He lowered his head and smiled tenderly at his wife, gently stroking her messy and sticky long hair with his big palm. There was no disgust in his eyes, only pampering and reluctance.
"I'm afraid that I won't be able to accompany you and your children to grow up in the future. There is still a long road ahead. After I leave, you have to live well."
Baili Mingshuang's body trembled: "Your Majesty... you know everything?"
Duanmulang raised his hand and gently scratched the tip of her nose, his smile becoming gentler than before.
At this moment, he is no longer a lofty emperor, but an ordinary man who dotes on his beloved wife.
"Although I... am not smart, nor am I a qualified emperor, I am not as stupid as a pig. I can tell clearly who treats me sincerely."
His eyes gradually became darker and deeper: "I know, you and I have been married for several years, and you have been doing nothing because of me."
"I also know that you got rid of all the concubines your father arranged for me, not out of jealousy, but for me."
Lin Chu frowned, feeling somewhat shocked.
In her mind, Baili Mingshuang had always been a ruthless person, but to suddenly hear such completely different remarks was... unbelievable.
"Mingshuang."
Duanmulang used his hand as a comb and carefully combed it little by little. Baili Mingshuang's tangled hair was wet with sweat.
"I have always known that if there is a prince with Baili blood in the world of Xi Chu, there will be no need for me to exist in the world. The day the prince is born will be the anniversary of my death, Duan Mulang."
Lin Chu was shocked when he heard this. So this is it? This is actually the case!
Baili Mingshuang had nothing to gain for several years, and even planned to use her own hands to get rid of Baili Mingyi, who was competing with her for favor, not for her own honor.
