Chapter 42, please let go

"No, really." She looked up at him, her face was strangely ruddy, which looked like the legendary "blip". Herbert's heart began to tremble in horror, and Su Jin was almost crying to the ground with the little prince in her arms. "Show me the child, will you?" "Empress, the little prince is here." Su Jin hurriedly handed the little prince to the emperor. Herbert held the child to her. She held the child. He surrounded her and the child from behind. Lauren looked at the little man and smiled. "Look, he looks like you. How can you doubt that he is not your child?" "I never doubted it. I just want to hear an explanation from you, a promise of loyalty to me. Why are you so stupid, Lauren? You are a big fool!" Herbert hugged her so tightly that his voice was hoarse. She bitter, "but you asked, just don't believe it, since you don't believe it, why should I explain? When the child is older, how much he looks like you, you will know if he is your child. Why should I explain?" "You are so stubborn, you are so, have to drive me crazy to stop?" Herbert's arm were getting tighter and tighter, and he wanted to keep her in this way. "I didn't. Since you want to explain, then I tell you for the last time that Joyce and I are clear. I protect Joyce for your sake, and I believe Joyce will not threaten your throne all his life. His existence is appropriate to you, but you are too worried!" Herbert nodded painfully, "I naturally know, do you know my suffering in a high position? This is nothing more than an emperor's trade-off, only sacrificing Joyce, but I never thought I would really take his life. Otherwise, how can a magic doctor Wen Lun save him for so long under the king's soil?" "As for his QinBing, all those who had bad records were executed by me, and the rest were just dispersed. It was not like the rumors that blood flowed into rivers and Yaohua. I thought you knew me!" She looked at him and nodded bitterly. "How can I not understand you? But the more you want to become a famous king through the ages, the more lonely you are. I don't want you to be so lonely. I want to keep Joyce and your brotherhood. Do you understand?" "Fool, how do you think about me, yourself? Do you know what you did forced me to do it to you? It was an accident that the arrow hit you outside the bamboo house that day. I was trying to block the arrow that hit you in the chest. I didn't expect you to suddenly move your body. My arrow just hit you!" The pain is on her body, but the pain is in his heart. He suffers more than her these days. He is so cold-blooded and ruthless that he just wants to force her to take soft clothes once, but she would rather die than take soft clothes. "How can I give up your death, how can I give up? You fool, fool!" Herbert hugged her and scolded her in a hoarse voice. She raised a smiling face. "I am not stupid, I am just tired, tired, I want to be myself, the free self, please let go, OK?" "I won't let go, Lauren, I won't let go of you!" Herbert's eyes fixed on her deeply. "You can't leave me alone in this lonely place, you can't!" Her breath has been full of weakness. She stretched out her hand and caressed his face with a wry smile. "There are children with you!" "Lauren, you mustn't leave me and the child, do you hear me? Lauren!" He shook her hard, for fear that she would sleep like this and never wake up again. What kind of loneliness he should be, what kind of loneliness he should be!