Мой первый муж после переселения душ

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"Father is busy." He couldn't say what he was busy with.

Yingying put away her embroidery in disappointment: "Is that so..." Father is very busy, too busy to see them. Father is busy with many affairs of state, perhaps he really is. As a subject, I should be considerate of Father.

"Sister Yingying, I want to see what you're holding." It looks beautiful, and more importantly, she's never seen anything like it before.

"Alright!" It's the same if we show it to her. She can talk to the Emperor after seeing it. As long as Qianqian likes it and learns from her, she will have a chance to see her father.

Harmony Palace --

Qianqing moved a chair and shamelessly sat down next to me to bask in the sun.

"Yi, do you like it here?"

I don't like other people's tiles; I don't have a good impression of them.

“Yi”.

Qianqing grasped my hand. Her once calloused fingers were now rough. I glanced at Qianqing, who was studying my fingers with her head down: "This guy has aged too. He seems much more composed and has become more and more charming. Is time really a touchstone that makes men more refined and women more and more mediocre?"

Wow! Wow! I want to be a man! I don't want to wear palace clothes, they're so ugly!

“Yi.” Qianqing was still holding my hand, without looking up: “I’m so glad you woke up. It doesn’t matter if you don’t speak… Just looking at you… makes me feel content… I really want to keep you here forever… It would be so nice to keep you like this, to have you by my side.”

Qianqing's large hand overlapped mine: "I'll hold your hand like this, forever..."

I looked at his dark red hands, my own fair skin, and inwardly mocked his thoughts: You have so many wives and a multitude of children. Why make yourself sound so pitiful? You have a career, yet you still want love? Dude! You're even greedier than me!

“Yi, look, no matter how many years have passed, the mountains are still mountains, and the water is still water.”

But you are no longer the same person. So many days have passed, and I have not seen you handle any government affairs, nor have I seen any ministers urging you to return. I'm afraid you are not the same person you used to be.

“Yi…” His face suddenly loomed large in front of me.

I was startled and froze for a moment. He chuckled and leaned his head against my chest, saying, "Yi, you've become a coward."

It wasn't a big deal.

"I love you."

I turned around abruptly.

His gaze drifted to the sky: "I want to be an eagle, flying endlessly until the end of my life."

Yes, you're flying, you'll fly until you die, you absolutely can do it. (With such a black heart, what can't you do?)

"So I named my son Si Ao, to embody pride, to embody perseverance, and to carry on the legacy of Dongqing. I want to give Ao'er the best, surpassing all the best, including the impossible. I want him to have power over the world."

Him? Save your energy. I think he's hopeless; he might just be another good-for-nothing!

Qianqing turned her head and smiled at me: "It's so good to have you."

I rolled my eyes in dismay: Having you around is terrible.

...

Fu Hai walked over with his head bowed. I stared at him intently: Had this kid ever thought about killing me? Should I kill him first to prevent it from happening?

"Your Majesty, the Sixth Prince and the Tenth Princess have not yet returned."

Qianqing removed the dragon head from me, nodded slightly, and took my hand, saying, "Sit here again, I'll go and bring the children back."

I turned my head away. Mentioning them reminded me of the age that saddened me. I wore a bitter expression, mourning the youthful beauty I never had the chance to enjoy.

...

Attendant to the Crown Prince's Palace --

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects and wish you good health."

"No need." Qianqing looked inside, hoping the two little ones would run out on their own.

Ignoring Qianqing's absent-mindedness, the attendant smiled gently and said, "Your Majesty, what brings you here today? I haven't even had time to prepare a meal for you."

"No need, I'm just passing by."

"Father—Father!" A delicate voice rang out, and the proud little body had already crashed into Qian Qing's body.

Qianqing quickly hugged him, and her delicate golden body also bumped into him.

Qianqing picked up the two babies with satisfaction and turned to leave.

"emperor--"

The attendant chased after them, with Yingying following behind: Father, are you leaving so soon?

Fu Hai looked at the Crown Prince, this woman he admired—he still admired her. However, the Emperor was overly suspicious of certain things, and she was the first to bear the brunt of it. "Proceed—"

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince's forced smile vanished: "Are you leaving? Leaving without even trying to keep me?! Seven years! Seven years without you entering the Crown Prince's palace!" To whom could she confide her sorrows...?

"Your Majesty..."

The Crown Prince glanced at his daughter: a daughter who couldn't call her mother, couldn't call the Emperor father. Their child was inferior to a bastard born of a woman who resembled that man!

How could she accept this!

Fu Hai followed the Emperor with a worried expression. The Seventh Princess's laughter was melodious and captivating. The Sixth Prince was quiet. As for the Emperor, he was probably listening attentively to the Princess's amusing anecdotes from the Crown Prince's palace.