Zhou Mohuai's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his eyes to look at the wine glass in Buyu's hand. Something flashed in his mind. He reached out to take the wine glass, looked at Wu Qi, and smiled.

"You guy, you've been called out by me, it's really faster than us. If you have this cup, you'll have to have a good life." After that, Zhou Mohuai raised his head and drank it all. He closed his eyes lightly and hid the light in his eyes and the blessings that were blended into the wine glass.

Zhou Mohuai was already very satisfied to be able to watch his brother get married and start a business with his own eyes. After saying another festive words, he put down his wine glass. He lowered his eyes a little lonely, and his eyes were quietly lingering in Wen Wenlan, wanting to secretly take a look at Wen Wenlan's expression.

But seeing Wen Wenlan looking at him without blinking, Zhou Mohuai quickly moved his eyes away and looked elsewhere.

Wen Wenlan stayed in the hall for a while before leaving. She was the emperor and did not need to deal with the guests here. She mediated with powerful ministers and was able to visit the general's mansion in person, which gave her great face and supported the scene.

Amid the sound of respectful farewells, Wen Wenlan left the General's Mansion.

The noise in my ears gradually drifted away, and the carriage was sailing northeast of the imperial city where powerful ministers were concentrated. Under the night, it seemed a little solemn and quiet. Every step I took, I could feel that I was carrying heavy courtesy, righteousness, integrity, shame, family, country and the world. There was a strong majesty here, but it was less popular.

Wen Wenlan didn't like this feeling very much now. She frowned and did not gradually relax until the carriage entered the palace gate.

Zhou Mohuai had no feeling of the heaviness of such a wealthy family. He focused all his attention on Wen Wenlan. With the dim light, he always paid attention to Wen Wenlan's expression. Seeing her frowning, he frowned. He didn't feel frowning until Wen Wenlan breathed a sigh of relief.

After walking on the palace road, the speed of the carriage slowed down. He didn't want to get from the palace gate to the Yihua Palace, but Zhou Mohuai felt it was very difficult.

The carriage will be parked at the door of Yihua Palace later. Wen Wenlan will take him to Yihua Palace and go back. As soon as she leaves, she doesn't know when it will come, and maybe she won't come for several days like before.

For a moment, Zhou Mohuai had never wanted Wen Wenlan to stay by his side so much. When he thought that after waking up tomorrow and sitting alone in front of the window for another day, he was afraid of the stop at this moment.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable? Are you too tired?" Zhou Mohuai next to him was a little wrong. Wen Wenlan held his hand, but fortunately it was warm. "Lin Qingguo said you can't work. It seems that it's a bit difficult to take you out of the palace."

Wen Wenlan was still thinking about whether to call Lin Qingguo over. The frame had already stopped at the gate of Yihua Palace. Wen Wenlan felt relieved. After half a night of trouble, Zhou Mohuai had to go back early to rest.

She got up and was about to pull Zhou Mohuai out of the car, but she didn't pull it. When she turned around, she saw Zhou Mohuai looking at her.

"What's wrong?" Wen Wenlan couldn't help but become nervous. There was nothing really wrong.

Suddenly, a force on her arm pulled Wen Wenlan over, and she threw herself into Zhou Mohuai's arms. Her breath was full of medicine. When she sniffed it carefully, there was even a little bloody smell, but fortunately it was warm.

Zhou Mohuai hugged Wen Lan tightly and said nothing. He closed his eyes and tried hard to feel Wen Wen Lan's heartbeat.

"Are you okay?" Wen Wenlan whispered, his face was indifferent, but he was already happy. She felt that Zhou Mohuai was gradually coming back to life. She patted Zhou Mohuai's back, "If nothing is wrong, you go back first, I'm going back too."

"Stay."

"Hmm?" Zhou Mohuai's voice was very small. Wen Wenlan didn't hear it clearly, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Stay here and stay with me, okay?"

Zhou Mohuai spit out a few words intermittently, remembering the things he did and said some time ago, he felt guilty and regretful. He thought that his life could be seen at the end, and he just wanted to break up with Wen Wenlan, so that when he finally parted, she would feel better.

If he hadn't gone to General Chengfeng's Mansion today, he would have always felt this way.

But until he saw the red color and witnessed a couple getting married in front of him in auspicious clothes, he didn't realize how eager he was to become a real couple with Wen Wenlan.

A couple of newlyweds, two wedding banquets, and a couple bowed three times.

It's what he always wanted.

Memories from this period of time have continued to emerge, and he suddenly realized that Wen Wenlan had never given up on him, but he gave up on himself and hurt Wen Wenlan.

Wen Wenlan wanted to save him, but he refused.

Wen Wenlan wanted to keep him, but he refused.

Wen Wenlan threatened to give him the "last" chance, but he also refused.

He thought he could help Wen Wenlan avoid suffering by his own efforts, and even take on all the sadness for her, allowing her to escape from possible rumors.

But in fact, Wen Wenlan is not only not a little better, but also has to endure the pain and torture he brings every day.

Wen Wenlan was already very guilty of such a thing, but he kept adding pressure to her.

"I was wrong." Zhou Mohuai apologized sincerely.

He overestimated his own strength, but after winning a few battles, he thought he could take it all.

He underestimated Wen Wenlan's ability. As an emperor, why did he think Wen Wenlan would be unable to raise his head because of the words of court officials and historians?

Perhaps it was the previous competition for the position of the emperor that made him worried, but if he really wanted to investigate the reason for the competition, it was because Wen Wenlan was taking care of his face.

If it weren't for his true consideration of his feelings, Wen Wenlan would have made an imperial edict directly, who would dare to say no?

So, in the final analysis, he is afraid of the court officials and is afraid of him. Wen Wenlan has been bravely facing this series of things, and only he is constantly escaping.

He even wanted to use his emotions to change Wen Wenlan's feelings, but feelings are a matter for two people. It is cruel to force a person to let go of certain feelings or force them to certain feelings.

In this regard, Wen Wenlan saw much better than he did.

She said that the emperor is ruthless, this is true.

She said that she gave him all her feelings, and that was true.

He woke up too late, but fortunately, it was not too late to repair the situation when the mountains and rivers were over.

No matter if his life span is still a hundred years or only one day left, as long as Wen Wenlan is still by his side, he will plant a flower in her heart every day, the spring breeze will always be there, and the sun will always exist.

"That's it..." Wen Wenlan replied indifferently, "Have you hugged enough? I'm going back after hugging enough. There is another important thing to deal with."

Zhou Mohuai thought Wen Wenlan would forgive him like last time, and would hug him and say "It's okay", but now... it has really reached an irreversible level.

But this is good. After struggling for so long, after both sides suffered losses, he finally got the result he wanted.

"Um……"

Zhou Mohuai let go of Wen Wenlan in a daze. He felt a blank in his mind. When he came to his senses, Wen Wenlan had already left.

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I am also wrong...
Chapter completed!