When Mo Zizai saw Tang Weiyi for the first time, he couldn't help but want to laugh, because the dignified Empress of the Great Zhou was only about 1.5 meters tall, and she was short, looking like a little loli.

However, even if you are short, you don’t stop at the place where you should develop. Looking at Tang Weiyi’s broad mind, Mo Zizai only has one word in his mind, that is, the baby face**.

Although he was thinking about a mess in his heart, Mo Zizai did not stop and walked towards Tang Weiyi step by step. Until he walked not far from Tang Weiyi, he stopped in a daze when he saw Tang Weiyi's eyes.

In Tang Weiyi's eyes, Mo Zizai saw fatigue, loneliness, fear and... expectation.

"Brother Mo..."

Seeing Mo Zizai stop, Tang Weiyi couldn't help but shout timidly, with a little hesitation and anxiety in her voice.

Before coming here, Mo Zizai thought a lot, such as testing Tang Weiyi’s plans for him, his views on the throne, and how to get along with her in the future.

But Tang Weiyi's claim directly dispelled all his thoughts.

Because he suddenly remembered that Tang Weiyi was the same age as her and was also eighteen years old. In other words, three years ago, she was just a fifteen-year-old girl.

After her father died suddenly. After returning to the capital, Uncle Mo, who had watched her grow up since childhood, passed away just when he saw her. From her perspective, she was only one relative left.

But my relative, because of the throne, turned against her and cursed her every day in the imperial tomb. I think her life will be very difficult for the past three years.

Mo Zizai was silent for a while, then moved his footsteps again, walked straight to Tang Weiyi, and gently placed his hand on her head, and said softly as if he was a child, "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Woooooooooooooo~"

Hearing Mo Zizai's words, Tang Weiyi's feelings could no longer be suppressed. She hugged Mo Zizai and burst into tears, "My father is dead, Uncle Mo is dead, and only Xiaolu is left. We miss you so much."

Tang Weiyi's tears gushed out like a flood that broke through the dam.

All the familiar people died suddenly, which made Tang Weiyi's heart full of fear and confusion. Over the past three years, she has always wanted to find Mo Zizai, but because she took over the heavy responsibility from the late emperor, she not only dared not see Mo Zizai, but even dared not show her fragility in front of outsiders.

At this moment, the sadness that had been suppressed by Mo Zizai for three years suddenly surged out.

"It's okay, it's all over."

Mo Zizai gently stroked Tang Weiyi's hair with his hands, without any thoughts in his heart, but only endless heartache.

It was not until this moment that he knew how deeply the memory of his predecessor had on himself. Most of the cold blood and the love for Tang Weiyi now came from the influence of his predecessor's memory.

However, Mo Zizai does not reject this feeling. In this world, being an executioner with feelings is better than being a bad person without feelings.

Tang Weiyi was suppressed for too long and kept lying in Mo Zizai's arms and cried for a long time. It was not until she cried until she was exhausted and fell asleep in a drowsy manner that she stopped.

Looking at Tang Weiyi who was sleeping in his arms, Mo Zizai gently penetrated Tang Weiyi's leg with his right arm, picked her up horizontally, and walked towards the dragon bed.

During this period, Tang Weiyi was awakened once because of his movements too much. However, after seeing Mo Zizai in a daze, she fell asleep with peace of mind. However, before falling asleep, her arms subconsciously hugged Mo Zizai tightly.

"This girl..."

Looking at Tang Weiyi's appearance of fear of running away, Mo Zizai shook his head with some pity, then walked onto the dragon bed, sat down first, and then let Tang Weiyi pillow on his thighs and continue to sleep.

"Around and around, the throne is still back to his own hands."

Looking at Tang Weiyi who was so attached to him, Mo Zizai laughed lightly, "I am really worthy of being the God of the Great Zhou army. Dad, you are really calculating. I just don't know if Uncle Tang will beat you underground if he is calculating Weiyi like this."

"Really speaking, I should blame you for treating me as a tool, but for the sake of you giving me two such beautiful wives, I will forgive you."

"I will find a way to keep the rotten ship of Dazhou as much as possible. Anyway, try not to let it die in me... No, my wife is the emperor."

"If this happens, I won't guarantee you that it's okay for me to be the king of the devastated country. Anyway, I definitely can't let my wife be criticized for the king of the devastated country."

Mo Zizai held Tang Weiyi's little hand and whispered to the air. On the one hand, he talked to his dead father, and on the other hand, he also wanted to sort out his feelings.

After saying this, Mo Zizai's mood suddenly felt much more relaxed. The memories of his predecessor would no longer have any impact on him, because from today on, he was the King of Zizai of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Mo Zizai.

...

Perhaps because she hadn't slept so well for a long time, Tang Weiyi slept until midnight. During this period, Shangguan Shuying came once, but was blocked by Mo Zizai and went back.

Tang Weiyi, who woke up naturally, had her long eyelashes trembled a few times before slowly opening her eyes. However, after waking up, she seemed to remember something, subconsciously straightened up and shouted in panic,

"Brother Mo~"

"I'm here."

Mo Zizai reached out and hugged Tang Weiyi in his arms, and said softly: "Don't worry, I'll be here in the future."

"I...I thought I was dreaming again."

At this time, the sad emotions had been vented, so Tang Weiyi, who was embraced by Mo Zizai, blushed in her face and even her ears were a little red.

"Is the dream so real?"

Mo Zizai rubbed Tang Weiyi's somewhat messy hair, and then asked, "How is Xiaolu doing now."

"By the way, Xiaolu!"

When Mo Zizai talked about Xiao Lu, Tang Weiyi didn't care about being shy and directly broke out from Mo Zizai's arms, and then said to herself: "Xiao Lu, come out quickly."

As soon as Tang Weiyi finished speaking, a phantom separated from her body and gradually condensed in the air. At the end, she turned into another Tang Weiyi.

The two Tang Weiyi, both in height and appearance, were exactly the same. The only difference was that the Tang Weiyi, who was condensed into the shadow, had a lotus mark in bud about to bloom between her eyebrows, and was printed on the center of Tang Weiyi's eyebrows, adding a bit of coldness to her.

"Brother Mo."

"Tang Weiyi" with lotus on her eyebrows was completely solid, and she rushed directly and hugged Mo Zizai, "Xiao Lu misses you so much."

Looking at the "Tang Weiyi" rubbing her head around her arms like a puppy, Mo Zizai was a little surprised, "Xiao Lu, can you get out of your sister's body now?"

This "Tang Weiyi" with a lotus mark on the eyebrows is actually called Tang Weilu, and she is Tang Weiyi's twin sister. But when she was born, there was a little accident, so the two sisters share the same body, which is what people often call one body.
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