Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Zhao Zhen nodded imperceptibly.

"If I wasn't the only son of the late emperor, I would never have been the emperor."

"Over the years, I have worked very hard, getting up early and sleeping late, fearing that I would not do well and become a king who lost his country, and would not be able to face my ancestors."

"For this throne, I have lost too much......"

"I want to have some peace and quiet for the rest of my days."

Hearing this, Zhiyu put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand and said frankly: "Daddy, if you are not happy as an emperor."

"Then you will be the emperor."

"You have worked hard for the Song Dynasty for most of your life. Now, it's time to take a rest."

Zhao Zhen's loving gaze fell on Zhiyu, and he asked in a worried voice: "An'er, if you become a monarch, you must be responsible for the people of the world."

"Can you bear this responsibility now?"

Zhiyu nodded and answered decisively: "Yes."

Zhao Zhen laughed out loud when he got Zhiyu's answer without hesitation.

"it is good."

"In this case, Daddy will prepare to abdicate now."

"When you return to the capital, Dad will give up his throne to you."

Seeing Zhao Zhen speak so straightforwardly, Zhiyu asked uncertainly: "Dad, are you really going to abdicate?"

Zhao Zhen nodded, "What else?"

"Can I still joke with you?"

Zhiyu frowned, "But you are in your prime now."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand slowly, a trace of fatigue and helplessness on his face: "I have been holding on all these years."

"Actually, I am not fit to be an emperor."

"I have neither the wisdom to plan and forge ahead, nor the courage to conquer the battlefield and overwhelm the world."

"The only thing in my life that people can praise is my kindness."

"But isn't that so-called kindness a manifestation of my cowardice?"

Zhiyu looked at Zhao Zhen in silence, "Dad, this is about the throne."

"You should think about it again."

"If I really take over the throne, I will definitely not share power with you for the sake of the stability of the court."

"I don't want you to regret it in the future, and I don't want there to be any rift between us because of this matter."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "Don't worry, An'er, this is a decision I made after careful consideration."

"As long as you don't bring down the Song Dynasty, I won't regret it."

Seeing Zhao Zhen say this, Zhiyu said seriously: "Dad, if I take the throne, half of the ministers in the court may die."

"I will even take action against people from the royal family."

Zhao Zhen sighed deeply and said, "Just go ahead and do it."

"As long as it doesn't shake Kunimoto, I won't say anything."

After getting Zhao Zhen's promise, Zhiyu stood up and bowed to Zhao Zhen, "Dad, if that's the case, An'er is willing to take over the throne."

Zhao Zhen raised his hand and patted Zhiyu's shoulder, "An'er has grown up and can share Daddy's worries."

"From now on, the Song Dynasty will be handed over to you."

Zhiyu nodded, "Don't worry, Daddy, An'er will govern the Song Dynasty well."

Zhao Zhen nodded and waved his hand, saying, "You can continue to eat."

"We are the only ones here, father and daughter. There is no need to be so polite."

"Yes."

"Did you see your sister just now?"

Zhiyu nodded and shook his head.

"I guess I have seen it."

Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Is it?"

Zhiyu nodded: "When I went there, my sister had already fallen asleep."

"I didn't wake her up, but I hung the gift I brought her on the bed frame. I think she will be able to see it when she wakes up tomorrow."

Zhao Zhen heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. "Just now you were still worried that you couldn't find your sister."

"Now it seems that I worried for nothing."

Zhiyu smiled faintly, "How can this little problem be so difficult for me?"

Zhao Zhen glanced at Zhiyu calmly and said, "You brought a gift for your sister."

"You didn't bring it to me?"

Facing Zhao Zhen's envious expression, Zhiyu's expression while eating suddenly froze:

"Daddy, I have too many gifts for you. I can't carry them all by myself."

"I'm here to see the Master for the last time. I can't just walk around with a big bag on my back, can I?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen snorted, "Really?"

Zhiyu nodded: "That must be true."

"Can I be partial to one and neglect the other?"

Seeing that Zhiyu was sincere, Zhao Zhen nodded and avoided the topic.

"Now that your master is gone..., when are you planning to return to the border?"

"a while."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen raised his head sharply, "A moment?"

"Are you leaving right after you arrived?"

Zhiyu nodded, "I came back secretly, I have to leave quickly."

Zhao Zhen's kind face was filled with heartache upon hearing this. "You came all the way here, and you left after just one night in Bian Jing. How can your body bear it?"

Zhiyu cleaned the rice in the bowl, then waved his hand and said indifferently: "I'm young and healthy."

"I'll leave all matters on the border to my brother."

"Brother is easily influenced and doesn't know how to adapt. I'm afraid he can't handle the people of Xixia."

"I have to go back now."

Zhao Zhen looked at all the empty dishes on the table, and the pain in his eyes was about to overflow.

"An'er, you should have a good rest today. It won't be too late to go tomorrow."

Zhiyu shook his head and refused, "Dad, it's not convenient for me to leave Bianjing during the day."

Zhao Zhen frowned: "Then we can leave tomorrow night."

"Didn't you miss your sister today? It won't be too late to leave after you see her tomorrow."

"You've been gone for three years, and you even faked your death in the middle. Your sister misses you very much."

Zhiyu sighed and shook his head, "Dad, now that the war is over, it won't be long before I can return to the court."

"Then let's have a good family reunion."

"I have to go to the border now to negotiate with the people of Western Xia."

Seeing Zhiyu say this, Zhao Zhen wanted to persuade her but couldn't say it.

As a father, he felt sorry for his daughter as she had been traveling all the way, and was afraid that she might not be able to bear it, so he wanted to persuade her to rest first.

But as an emperor, he could understand An'er's eagerness to go to the border.

Zhao Zhen sighed, looking at Zhiyu with deep worry in his eyes, "In that case, go ahead."

Zhiyu bowed, "Thank you, Dad."

"I think my sister will come to see Daddy tomorrow. Then you can explain it to her."

Zhao Zhen nodded silently, "Okay."

Zhiyu stood up, held out his hand to Zhao Zhen, who looked worried, and said with a faint smile: "Dad, I have used up all the money I have, can you give me some?"

"If I don't have money, I'll just have to starve on the road."

Zhao Zhen shook his head helplessly: "You..."

"I'm always staring at the little money I have in Curry."

Zhiyu smiled faintly, "It's because Daddy gives you a lot of monthly allowance."

"You can't spend all this money. If you don't give it to me, your daughter, do you want to keep it and let it rot?"