He is just the king who dominates the world, the emperor who unifies the Three Kingdoms, the overlord who pacified the war, and the walking corpse...

"Wuhen, Wuhen..." Xiaoxi called Jun Wuhen's name over and over again, held his rough palm, tightly, for fear that the person would become fragile: "If you can't love me, then allow me to be with you, okay?"

"..." Jun Wuhen nodded, and then said nothing. Too much would only make him miss him even more.

**

The temple worships the sky, the night is as cool as water, and a purple garment is as lonely as this, and a plain garment is as warm as ever.

"Ha... do you know? She has stood at this temple of sacrifice twice, saying she loves me in front of all the people in the world, but she can hurt me every time, haha..."

In his eyes, there was no other pampering and missing. Xiaoxi felt strange, why didn’t he even have a trace of hatred?

Xiaoxi really wanted to say, I know, I know everything, for the sake of Jun Wuhen, she had to hold back.

She knew clearly that Jun Wuhen's beauties in the harem were all women who loved him, and all they lacked was a loyal listener. When he occasionally needed it, he just needed to stand beside her and listen to him telling about his past love, hate and affection.

She doesn't need to comment, and she doesn't allow her to comment on whether Bai Yi is right or wrong. She just needs to wait silently.

"But I miss her so much, even if I get hurt again... Why can't I even deceive me now? Why don't I even have the chance to see her now?"

"Wuhen, Wuhen..." Xiaoxi shouted his name weakly.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm fine." Jun Wuhen looked back and smiled, but with endless sadness: "Let's go back."

Xiaoxi clearly saw the tears on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. The breeze blew, and it disappeared again.

Xiaoxi turned around stubbornly, opened her arms, and shouted at the blue sky and white clouds: Jun Wuhen, I love you, I love you, Xixi loves Jun Wuhen—

"Bai Yi, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Jun Wuhen."

"Bai Yi, Yun Jinmo, you must be happy!"

A few echoes came from the night sky. Xiaoxi was very happy. When he was flying down by Jun Wuhen, he hurriedly said: "Jun Wuhen, Xixi, you must be happy too!"

"Jun Wuhen, Xixi, you must be happy too!"

"Jun Wuhen, Xixi, you must be happy too!"

The same echoes came over and over again. When they fell on the ground, Xiaoxi listened to the sound coming from the sky, and smiled playfully: "Wuhen, listen, Bai Yi wants you to be happy..."

Jun Wuhen squatted down, Xiaoxi burst into tears.

Jun Wuhen buried his head on her knees, like a helpless child;

When she was about to raise her hand to brush his hair, she realized that her dress had been dyed wet at some point, and a faint chill was pressing against her skin.

She finally let go of her hand and just guarded the young emperor with such careful care...

Unfolding his singing voice, Xiaoxi sang the song that made people cry and laugh:

Colorless and odorless

But the world is full of prosperity

Is it sweet or sour

Who can answer this taste

Love words

Plant a flower in your heart

This life is just waiting for one sentence

Love is like a flying flower

Love is like sand

Who can see through the true or false

Love the Red Dust

Like a dream

A lifetime of love is still a moment

Love is like a flying flower

Love is like sand

Who can fly across this world

Loved, hated

Waiting for him

Turn around and forget

...

Wuhen, I only wish to be intoxicated by you, heartbroken by you, and wait for you, even if it lasts for thousands of years...

Can you forget her...
Chapter completed!