emperor of a dynasty

"Did you make it yourself?" Mu Container reached out and picked up a piece, instead of eating it, he asked her this way.

"Yes." The woman nodded and said softly, "You told me to study hard. It's a bit difficult. I don't know if I can do it well. Would you like to try it?"

Mu Congcong couldn't say a word anymore, she remembered that day when her aunt was dying and she was guarding her bedside, her aunt asked her: "Is... how is she?"

She doesn't answer.

Her aunt said again: "Did the person you sent there come back...?"

She looked up, looked at her aunt who was about to die soon, opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Murong Xun's voice was ethereal, his eyes were smiling, and he said to her:

"Maybe you don't know, but I didn't have to go back to the capital back then. It's just that I took my responsibilities too seriously at that time, and she... took me too seriously."

The king at that time, the aunt at that time whispered to her in a hoarse voice, and it was at that time that she suddenly realized that her omnipotent aunt really fell ill, and she was really gone forever. The appearance of youth.

She was clearly prepared, but she still felt ashamed in front of her respected elders and when confronted by the other party's questioning.

Yeah, how can you not be ashamed?If it wasn't for my aunt who tried her best to set her up as the heir, she might have died in the middle of the night on the seventh day of the lunar new year. How could there be her now?

Maybe she has never been favored by her mother in her life, but with her aunt, she has everything.As time went by, she was still that well-behaved niece back then.

She thought that her aunt didn't know about all the little things she did at that time, but she never thought that every step she took was watched by the other party, and she went forward step by step to seize her power.

"If you see her again, don't...don't cough, don't tell her I'm dead."

"Since you like her, why are you guarding against her?" Her aunt looked at her, smiled slowly, and said to her:

"You shouldn't bother her...she will not be an obstacle to your succession to the throne, not in the past, not now, not in the future, and never."

How did she answer back then?

That's right, she asked her aunt as if she wanted to, "...what if she wants to?"

Even though two years have passed, she still doesn't regret what she did back then.If time could go back in time and let her choose again, she would still choose the same way as before. After all, Yan Wuwei had more prestige in the court than her at that time, was more resourceful, and even more trusted by her aunt Murong Yan. .

She wants to be the king, the only king of the Qin country, the king with power, status and prestige, and no longer be looked down upon by anyone, and no longer be overwhelmed by anyone.

No one can do this, including Yan Wuwei.

She does not deny that her success is despicable, but who can deny that she is the well-deserved king of Qin?

Two years, she spent two years to forget and two years to let go. She thought she could forget, and she also thought she could let go.

She has already obtained Jiangshan, she has more than Yan Wuwei, she thinks so, but she still often thinks of the woman who called her "His Royal Highness" in the dead of night.

In her life, many people have called her "Your Highness", but only one person can call her softly with a caring tone.

She does not deny that there is a deep affection between her aunt and Yan Wuwei, but she also knows that her aunt, like her, loves the world and the king chair more than Yan Wuwei.

It has been two years, and she has spent two years changing half of the people in the palace one after another. In the current palace, no one knows that the former king and Yan Wuwei had a close relationship, let alone talk about it. Yan Wuwei's name is taboo.

She thought she let it go, and didn't think about it anymore, but when she heard the news of Yan Wuwei's serious illness in Jiangbei in the capital, she couldn't help letting go of everything, and ran to Suiyuan, thousands of miles away from the capital, alone. Come.

It turned out that she still didn't let go of it after all, and she still didn't forget after all. Compared with the throne, Yan Wuwei was the only one she wanted more.

She wants to see her, wants to tell her that her aunt is gone, Yan Wuwei, you have been waiting for two years, there is no need to wait any longer.

Let me take care of you, okay?

--not good.

She saw that Yan Wuwei regarded her as another person, and rejected all her affection with silent words.She smiled at her, scolded her, and told her the truth, all of these were what she once wanted to have in her dream, but she was so scared when she got it.

She was afraid that Yan Wuwei would only take her as his aunt Murong Yan, and when they met again, she didn't know who she was.

Yan Wuwei, my love is not inferior to my aunt, but why do you always miss me?

...

"Why don't you eat it?" Yan Wuwei couldn't help asking her after seeing her keep holding the Zhenzi crisp.She has always been indifferent, and will not be anxious about anything, even if the sky is falling, she can walk away calmly, except for the matter about Murong Yan.

Years ago, she was originally the powerful Prime Minister of the Qin Kingdom, but she could rule the world with one hand, but she chose to become an enemy of the courtiers at all costs for Murong Yan's assassination, and she came to the point of being dismissed from office and expelled from the capital.

It was also because of this that she had the opportunity to overthrow the Yan Party and sit on the throne.

"...Eat." Mu Container said in a low voice, and really opened his mouth to take a bite of the pastry.

"How does it taste?" The woman looked at her with full eyes, full of expectations.

"Delicious." She replied softly.

Hearing this, the woman's pretty face finally had a sincere smile, and her eyes were also full of stars, which surpassed all the springs, summers, autumns and winters that Mu Congcong had seen in the past.

"I've been studying for a long time, just because I'm afraid you won't like it." She said.

She still regarded her as her, another person who was [-]% similar to her and had a blood relationship.

Mu Cong didn't know how to laugh, she had already met Yan Wuwei, and she also promised Murong that she would not disturb Yan Wuwei, but when she saw her again, she regretted it.

She regretted what she had promised Murong Yan, and even more regretted that she came to Jiangbei two years late.

Yan Wuwei, she is having a bad time.

She was sick, very sick.

In this world in Suiyuan, Jiangbei, her aunt Murong Yan had never been here, but the room was filled with all the utensils that two people would have when they got along day and night.

From the clothes to the bowls and chopsticks, from the desk to the catalpa, everything shows that there are two people living in this room. It is clear that there is only Yan Wuwei here.

From beginning to end, she was alone.

She waited for Murong Yan for two years, and no one told her the truth of the matter. She believed every word in the letter Murong Yan wrote to her before leaving, and then waited for more than 600 days in Jiangbei, thousands of miles away. day and night.

She was originally a person with a firm mind that was different from ordinary people, but she lost her mind when it came to Murong Yan's affairs. She stubbornly believed that Murong Yan would come back, and then night after night, she dreamed that her lover came back from a dream, and she was persistent with her. Walking under the umbrella.

It's been too long, it's been too long, it's been so long that she can't tell which is a dream and which is reality, she is immersed in the lies Murong Yan made up for her, and spends every day without a lover alive, until someone... After discovering her abnormality, he rushed back to the palace and told Mu Cong who had been silently following her.

Then she came.

She had thought about how to face Yan Wuwei and how to tell Yan Wuwei that her aunt had passed away. She had thought about it a lot, but she never thought that Yan Wuwei would regard her as the long-lost lover.

Obviously, she is not her.

"...I like it." She heard that she had become another person, and she said coquettishly in front of Yan Wuwei, "As long as it is, it is made by Jin'er... I like it." She played the role of the one that her sweetheart thinks about day and night. People, let go of their self-esteem, just to fight her for a moment of happiness.

Mu Congcong, look, how humble your love is.

After hearing what she said, Yan Wuwei blushed slightly, and continued:

"I also buried a lot of wine, which you like to drink." As he said that, he was about to get up to get it, but Mu Congcong stretched out his hand to hold her again.

"What's wrong?" Yan Wuwei asked her, turning his head sideways.

Mu Congcong slightly raised his head, looked at the woman's face, inch by inch, the person in front of him was her dream when she was young, her youthful light.She looked at it for a long time, and finally asked slowly:

"Do you remember... Qier?"

Even though she had regarded her as another person, she still couldn't help asking about her own existence.

"Qi'er?" The woman smiled and said, "Why did you mention her all of a sudden?"

"Do you... remember her?"

"I remember." The woman looked at her with deep affection in her eyes, and said to her, "She is our daughter whom we treat as our own, of course I remember her."

Mu Congcong let go of his hand, his heart was empty, as if he had come out... So, did she just treat her like a child?

"She's grown up now..."

The woman bent down and touched her face with her hands and said softly: "Okay, let's not talk about her anymore, she has Jian Er and Ah Xian here, and she is doing well, but you, why have you lost so much weight?"

"I……"

"Don't you eat obediently?" The woman pinched her face and couldn't help but sigh, "Silly daughter-in-law, didn't you promise me that you would take good care of yourself?"

Hearing her call her "daughter-in-law", Mu Congcong finally couldn't help but blushed, but stubbornly refused to shed tears.She looked at her, at the woman in front of her who regarded her as another person, her lips trembling for a long while, not knowing what else to say.

She heard Yan Wuwei's words, understood them, and understood her position in the other party's heart.

But she is so unwilling... Yan Wuwei, I am standing in front of you, why don't you open your eyes and take a good look at me, to see how deep my friendship with you is, and whether it is comparable to Aunt Murong Yan.

"Why don't you talk?" The woman didn't know what she was thinking, so she just asked her, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"…understood."

"Okay." The woman let go of her hand that was pinching her face, and said to her with a smile, "Is it tired all the way back? Do you want to take a shower first?"

She shook her head slowly, "No...can you sit down first? I, I want to take a good look at you again."

The woman really followed her words and sat down in front of her again, and let her look at her with a shy face. She looked at her so seriously and carefully, as if she wanted to engrave her face in her heart, so that she could never forget her. don't forget.

After a while, she said, "I'm leaving."

The woman became nervous for a moment and asked her, "Where are you going?"

"Over there in the capital...Qi'er can't handle it well yet." She lied to her, and mentioned herself again, "I want to go back and look at her."

"You..." She paused, took a deep breath, and asked, "Do you want to go back with me?"

"Go back? Go back?" The woman's expression was a little dazed.

"Go back to the capital, go back to our home, I will take good care of you." She also promised in her heart, I will marry you as my wife, give you everything that your aunt could not give you, let you stand side by side with me, Stand by my side and watch me be such a good king.

"But didn't you say that this is our home, and you want me to wait for you to come back here?"

Hearing this, Mu Congcong was startled, and after realizing what Yan Wuwei was talking about, he couldn't help lowering his eyes and sneered twice.

Home?what home?You have to wait when everyone is gone, Yan Wuwei, do you understand that your aunt has left and she will never come back? !

That was the first time she hated her aunt. She hated her aunt Murong Yan, hated her for lying to Yan Wuwei, hated her for giving an illusory promise to her in the future even though she knew she would never see Yan Wuwei again. Jiangbei stood there, waiting for someone who could never come back.

Aunt, do you regret it?