He was willing to give up half his life in exchange for Sister Mo 'er's freedom.
Jun Xiqing finally understood. He really loved Sister Mo 'er.
The love of love.
Emperors were fickle but infatuated. Lu Jinwen was the perfect example. He had been deeply in love with Madam Xuanji all his life. But there were more like Lu Yeming. He had a love that he could never have, but he didn't mind having another woman.
At this moment, the luxurious car stopped and Fan Men said, "Master, Miss Jun, we have arrived at the palace."
Jun Xiqing looked out of the car window. She had returned to the majestic palace.
This time, there was someone standing outside the palace. Murong Jiancheng.
The Emperor of the palace.
And Lu Yeming's biological father.
Jun Xiqing also saw a familiar figure beside Murong Jiancheng. Dongfang Ruoli.
She had heard that every Emperor would marry the Holy Lady so that they could give birth to the most noble bloodline.
Jun Xiqing's long lashes fluttered and the corners of her lips curved upwards. Her days in the small village were over.
Murong Jiancheng was only in his forties this year. He wore a black cashmere coat and stood by the river with his hands behind his back. The waves billowed against his coat. This man who had been in the palace for more than forty years, who had been able to maintain his power even during the chaotic era of the dukes, was a true Emperor.
Lu Yeming came up behind him and said coldly, "Your Highness."
Murong Jiancheng turned around and looked at Lu Yeming. "You're back?"
"Yes."
These few years, Murong Jiancheng had purposely claimed to be sick, causing Murong Fu to become increasingly arrogant.
Outside, the four dukes fought each other every year while he watched them kill each other.
Lu Yeming's deep almond-shaped eyes weren't inherited from Lu Jinwen, but from the current Emperor, Murong Jiancheng.
Murong Jiancheng was the father of the dragon totem.
The atmosphere between Murong Jiancheng and Lu Yeming was cold and distant, neither willing to get close to the other.
"Since you're back, Ming 'er, when are you going to acknowledge your ancestors? It's time for you to change your surname to Murong. "
Lu Yeming's handsome face was emotionless. "I will not change my surname to Murong."
Murong Jiancheng furrowed his brows. "Or is it because of Tang Mo 'er? For a woman, you don't even want your ancestors? "
Lu Yeming curved his lips slightly. "I haven't had an ancestor for many years."
Murong Jiancheng was infuriated, but since Tang Mo 'er was his son, he took a step back. "If you really like Tang Mo' er, I'll get someone to bring her into the palace to be your consort."
Lu Yeming shot him a look. "I dare you to touch her. 35xs”
Murong Jiancheng pursed his lips, his almond-shaped eyes overflowing with the majesty and alertness of a lion. This was the ruler of a country!
But Lu Yeming was calm and indifferent, like a sword that had been sharpened by time.
The two of them stared at each other by the river. Their gazes were like sparks flying everywhere.
Even the air here had become oppressive and thin.
"Your Highness." At this moment, Dongfang Ruoli walked over. She spoke gently and elegantly, "The West Duke has just returned from danger. Don't ruin the relationship between father and son over a woman."
It was only then that Murong Jiancheng's expression softened a little. He said in a low voice, "Ming 'er, I hope that you can put aside your romantic feelings in the face of your future. You can have many concubines, but every Emperor will marry the Holy Lady. So Ruoli is your fiancée, your Empress."
Dongfang Ruoli looked up at Lu Yeming, her eyes filled with adoration and love.
But Lu Yeming didn't look away. His thin lips curved into a self-deprecating smile as he looked at Murong Jiancheng. "Your Highness, is your Empress the previous Holy Lady?"
His Empress was Lu Yeming's birth mother.
At the mention of this topic, Murong Jiancheng's expression suddenly changed. He didn't say anything, just flicked his sleeves and left.
The most respected man in the country, someone who had been calm and composed for many years, but when it came to his Empress, he left in a rage.
Jun Xiqing didn't get out of the car, but she could see everything clearly through the shiny car window.
She asked, "Your Highness is out, but why don't I see the Empress?"
The Empress was the West Duke's birth mother. After all these years of separation, didn't this Empress miss her son?
Murong Ling opened his eyes lazily. "Qingqing, the Empress has left the palace for many years. She's not here anymore."
What?
Jun Xiqing batted her long lashes, looking at Murong Ling with a gossipy expression. "Is the Empress really not the previous Holy Lady?"
Murong Ling shook his head. "No."
With that, Murong Ling smiled. "Your Highness was born in the royal family and values propriety and the rule of law. To put it bluntly, it's a little old-fashioned. But Your Highness was handsome when you were young and was the greatest king. Which woman in the world didn't want to marry into the Murong Royal Family?
"Your Highness's father married the previous Holy Lady, so naturally Your Highness and the previous Holy Lady were childhood sweethearts. He doted on her and treated her as his wife, but this peace was shattered by one person."
Jun Xiqing's face was full of gossip. "The Empress?"
Murong Ling smiled and nodded. "Yes, the Empress snatched him away and used some underhanded methods to make Your Highness marry her."
"Wow," Jun Xiqing couldn't help but exclaim. "That's amazing."
"Right, I also think that the Empress is amazing." Murong Ling moved his head closer to Jun Xiqing.
Fan Men, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at the two of them like children. Master, aren't you going to do something about this?
"Qingqing, let me tell you, there's more to come. The Empress used all sorts of methods to get His Highness. Less than three months after they were married, she became pregnant with the current West Duke. After ten months of pregnancy, the Empress gave birth to a son and abandoned him to His Highness. She left behind a letter with two simple lines: 'Murong Jiancheng, I'm sick of sleeping with you. I don't want you anymore. I'll give my son to you as a reward. You don't have to thank me, I'll never see you again."
Pfft.
Jun Xiqing laughed unkindly. This Queen was really a godly person.
Murong Ling's smile faded and he suddenly became solemn. "But the Empress's escape caused the first chaos in history. This was also the reason why the West Duke was lost."
"Hurry up and tell me," Jun Xiqing urged.
"Qingqing, I was still young then. These are all things that I heard from the previous generation. When he heard that the Empress had escaped, His Highness was furious and chased after her for a thousand miles. But the Empress was nowhere to be seen.
"When His Highness returned, he found out that the West Duke, who was also the Crown Prince of the East Palace, had mysteriously disappeared. That night, His Highness bathed the East Palace in blood. Thousands of lives were lost and the blood of the East Palace dyed the entire Wu River red. Following the Empress' disappearance, that night was buried in history and no one dared to mention it again.
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