Chapter one hundred and forty-one

"Or," he added, "are you unwilling to give up your current power in exchange for standing beside your majesty fair and square? But you should believe that she attaches great importance to you. Fengjun's position is not yours, isn't it? There was, and there was not no precedent for Fengjun and the female emperor to govern the world together. Your talent will not be wasted because of entering the palace." "Perhaps," he continued, "you don't care about her as much as she cares about you, so you hide your identity and drift away? However, you should also think about Yan Er. She needs to really love her parents, not me, me, a fake." Jing Jun paused and evoked a self-deprecating smile bitterly: "Yan Er suddenly asked me the day before yesterday why Your Majesty never stayed overnight, whether he didn't like or even hated her father, whether even his love for her was false, and only because she was the only imperial daughter did he treat her well." "Your Majesty needs your company, and Yan Er also needs the care of her biological father. You should admit your identity." Jing Jun concluded: "Enter the palace." Bai Mei opened his mouth feebly and wanted to say something. Jing Jun added before her: "Of course, don't worry for a while, you think slowly, no one will force you, you can accompany your majesty to the battlefield, wait until the triumph before giving us the answer." "You?" Bai Mei repeated in a puzzled tone. "We..." Jing Jun picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the cold tea: "My mother will give her full support, I think, including your men and friends over the years, isn't it? Only when your majesty lives well can we live well, and only when you live well can your majesty live well." "You don't believe it?" Jing Jun put down the handleless tea cup, stood up and looked at Bai Mei from a high position: "Think about it. You don't know..." "What?" Bai Mei took a deep breath, stared into Jing Jun's eyes and asked. You don't know how jealous I am of you, how jealous I am of you... He gathered his complicated eyes, turned around, said nothing, leaving only a thin figure that was drifting away. Bai Mei poured himself several cold teas, but he felt like a fire was burning in his heart and became more and more agitated. "This damn summer! Damn summer night!" She grinded her teeth fiercely. Jing Jun is really powerful, and he is really clumsy. Bai Mei thought that he was coaxed so much that he didn't even give a chance to defend his gender. No wonder Jing Jun was trusted by Anping Yanxuan alone. He even handed over the responsibility of raising the imperial daughter to this man. He even offered everything, even the gift from her Bai Mei, to this man for his choice. Bai Mei felt a little sour and uncomfortable, so he hurriedly comforted himself-it was just a gadget. Anping Yanxuan trusted him again, but he didn't trust to tell his true gender. Anping Yanxuan liked him again, and he didn't like to give him the favor he wanted. For himself, I'm afraid Jing Jun really hopes that he will enter the palace to make the emperor smile, and at the same time hopes that the emperor can change his mind and forget his "disaster"? Bai Mei thought, from the bottom of my heart, I admire Jing Jun's "tolerance" and "magnanimity" towards her. If she were her, she would definitely turn upside down and never compromise. Entering the palace as king... Oh, my God! And she actually had a moment's heart. If Xuan Xuan continues to dress up as a woman and she goes into the palace disguised as a man... in fact, it seems, maybe... it's not that bad? It's just... Bai Mei stood up, in the dark, but his eyes stared at the brightly lit hall. She remembered that day when she was agitated and jumped into cold water, which shocked Anping Yanxuan and made her blood lose. She didn't dare to pursue anything again. She knows her he won't wronged her, but... Bai Mei lowered his head and looked at his slender and smooth fingers. She still hopes to be able to control her own destiny, her and his destiny, instead of retracting into the harem as a Mi Chong and leaving everything to him to bear, or, clearly in the harem but forcibly carving up power, let him caught inside and outside the dilemma, she is not willing. Bai Mei sighed gently, folded his fingers and made a fist. For so many years, although she seems to have learned to love others. But in her bones, she is still the willful, stubborn, proud, outrageous and reckless Bai Mei. She can't do it. She breaks her wings for one person. Furthermore … Bai Mei closed her eyes and smiled slightly. If it had been five years ago, she might have really been able to restrain herself in this bottomless palace ban from now on Five years later, she is not just herself. She also has her subordinates, her army and her friends, who trust her and are willing to follow her without complaint. She promised that she would always be responsible for them, protect them under her wings and unite with the outside world, and never betray them. She also has Su Yan and Changsheng, Chang'an... Although there is no flesh-and-blood relationship, in those difficult days, Su Yan lit a lamp for her and accompanied her to read at night to appease her impatience, and Changsheng and Chang'an held her neck and brought her a carefree smile.