Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

However, Luo Xueyi, who always followed Gong Shouze's side like a shadow, disappeared.

But she was a shadowy figure, and no one would care about her whereabouts on such an occasion.

For several days after the funeral, an atmosphere of sadness hung over the empire.

However, for Gong Hongxu, who has just sat on the throne, his busy life has just begun, and he doesn't care about sadness at all.

As dusk fell, a crescent moon hung in the night sky above the head of the Lord's Mansion.

The cold moonlight sprinkled in the yard.

For Gong Hongxu, this is a rare leisure time of the day.

He quietly took a bottle of wine and hid in the pavilion.

If Qiu Bing saw him, he would chase after him again.

As the lord of the country, many things that could be done arbitrarily before can no longer be done.

Gong Hongxu poured wine into his mouth, looked up at the night sky, feeling infinitely sad.

Just when he was immersed in his own world, he suddenly heard light footsteps at the tip of his ears.

He immediately arched his body nervously, looking defensively at the source of the footsteps.

A slender figure came into view.

The other party walked towards him with dignified and gentle steps.

"Sister?" Gong Shouze was taken aback for a moment, and then relaxed.

"Why are you hiding here drinking alone?" Gong Yayue came to him, stopped in her tracks, and couldn't help being stunned when she saw the tears on his face.

Gong Hongxu also realized something, quickly lowered his head, raised his hand to wipe his face, "Can't sleep, come out and relax."

Then, he changed the subject, "Sister, why don't you sleep?"

Gong Yayue sat down on the railing beside her, and said lightly: "I don't think I can sleep either, so come out for a walk."

"..."

Gong Hongxu did not answer, and the pavilion fell into a moment of silence.

He took a sip of wine sullenly.

Gong Yayue asked suddenly: "Hongxu, do you think being the lord of the country is fun?"

Gong Hongxu frowned, swallowed the wine in his throat, coughed, and said in a serious tone: "This is not a fun thing, it is a responsibility."

Gong Yayue looked up at him, with a smile on her lips, "No wonder father chose to leave this position to you, I seem to understand a little bit now."

She looked at him seriously, "Hongxu, it's not easy to be the king, don't let your father down."

The gentle tone was the same as back then.

Gong Hongxu's eyes became hot again, he blinked hard, and said with a sob: "Sister, please stay and help me, I need..."

"No." Gong Yayue spit out a word, and finally rejected his invitation without hesitation, "I can't stay, Hongxu, you have to become a qualified leader, you have to go through all the roads yourself , will make myself stronger and stronger. As for me—”

She suddenly chuckled, and said with a little sigh: "I'm very glad that I let go in time. After going out for a walk, I realized that there are many ways to live in life besides fighting for power, and it's better than being trapped here. The Lord's Mansion is a hundred times more exciting, Hongxu, we all have to work hard."

Gong Hongxu was silent for a moment, and asked in a muffled voice, "Will you come back after that?"

"..."

Gong Yayue thought for a while, then nodded, "Of course, I will come back to see you if I have time."

She reached out and touched the top of Gong Hongxu's head, "After all, now that my father is gone, we will be each other's only relatives from now on."

Gong Hongxu looked at her, and bent the corners of his lips in relief, "Thank you, sister."