Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 136
30 years later, another winter.

In the emperor's dormitory, the gray-haired Long Moli was lying on the bed. His thin body had long lost his former charm.

"Your majesty..." The queen sat by the bed, looking at him worriedly.

Long Moli waved his hand, "Let Zhu'er... come in, I have something to say to her..."

"Yes."

After a while, Zhu Ying walked in, the years are not forgiving, and Zhu Ying's temples have also turned gray.

"Your Majesty..." Zhu Ying sat on the side of the bed, holding the Emperor's hand with red eyes.

"Zhu'er..." Long Moli stretched out his withered palm, tremblingly caressed Zhu Ying's face, and then showed a happy smile, "Zhu'er, I finally see you again..."

Zhu Ying's tears fell one after another, "Your Majesty, Zhu'er is here, Zhu'er will never leave you..."

The smile on Long Moli's face was even better, and there was some pity in his eyes looking at Zhu Ying, "Zhu'er, do you blame me? I have been using you as her substitute all these years..."

Zhu Ying held his hand and shook her head, showing a smile, "Your Majesty, Zhu'er doesn't blame you, although I know that you really don't like Zhu'er, but these years, your friendship with my concubine is always in my heart."

Long Moli didn't lie to her. Ever since he asked for her that night, he had given her three thousand favors. The three thousand concubines in the harem only favored her. They also protected her overtly and secretly, and blocked her from countless conspiracies. Calculation, in this way, even if it is not love, it is enough...

Long Moli wiped away her tears and smiled, "How many years have passed, and you are still that silly girl... You have to protect yourself when I am gone. I will let you, my own mother, be the queen mother, and I will do everything I promised you..."

"emperor……"

"Zhu'er, would you like to call me Mo Li?" Long Moli's eyes were a little distracted, and Zhu Ying knew that she was not asking him, but the woman named Wan Zhu in his heart.

Zhu Ying wiped away the tears on her face, her smoke-like voice was full of tenderness.

"Mo Li..."

"Mo Li..."

"Mo Li..."

"What a silly girl..." Long Moli wondered if he had made a mistake in using Zhuying as Xia Wanzhu's substitute all these years.

"Zhu'er, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely meet you first, and return your love in this life..."

"Your Majesty..." Zhu Ying's tears burst into tears.

"I'm tired, you go out first..."

After the whole bedroom fell silent, Long Moli closed his eyes.

In my mind, is the past life.

Those born in the royal family are doomed to be lonely all their lives.He was born as a crown prince, an honor that no one else could enjoy, and only he knew that this honor would imprison him for the rest of his life. For three years in the harem, there was no one who was sincere to him, and only his identity was what he was interested in.

He was ruthless, let alone passionate, but since the day he met Xia Wanzhu, his dead heart suddenly revived. At that moment, he had never expected a woman so much, but she was already a wife. So what if Xue Qingshan died in battle, but he didn't want to, seeing her looking forward to it every day, he didn't want to.

Now, he finally understood why the emperor claimed to be a widow and a widow for life.

In the depths of my memory, it was still that winter, in the silver-clad world, the woman stood gracefully in the courtyard, smiled gracefully at him, and called out softly, "Your Majesty, you are here."

In the middle of the night, palace lanterns are everywhere.

The eunuch's sharp and mournful voice sounded in the hall, "The emperor has passed away..."

　This is the end of this story. Let's start with the story of the next gold medal editor fighting wits and courage with the cute new author. Let's see how the big bad wolf editor tricks and pounces on the little white rabbit author to clean up for nothing!

　　
　
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