Chapter 103 Epilogue
In the year when Nanming Emperor Murong Yuchi was forty years old, the empress Lian Yingtong once again gave birth to a daughter for him.

The little princess is full moon, and a grand banquet is held in Nanming Palace.

The eldest princess Murong Wei'er sneaked out and sighed at the moon in a remote corner of the palace.

The moon is full in the west building, and the person who has been waiting for a long time finally appears.

"Your mother added a younger sister to you. You sigh left and right. The little girl is so young, so why are you so troubled?"

"My mother lied to me." Murong Wei'er pouted.

"What did you lie to?" The visitor sat down and asked her very interestedly.

"The little sister's eyes are as black and white as Yulin's. I asked my mother why my eyes are different from Yulin's. She said that Yulin is a boy and my sister is a girl. Why am I the only one who is different from them?" This is more sensitive at a young age than at a young age.

"I've heard people say that Princess Yongle's eyes are extremely beautiful, like a piece of high-quality emerald, a unique treasure in Nanming Palace."

"Father also said so." She was a little happier, looking at the person with eyes similar to hers and asked curiously, "Uncle Huang, when you marry Aunt Huang and give birth to a baby, will you have the same green pupils as me?" ?”

"I'm afraid Uncle Huang won't be able to marry Aunt Huang for you." He smiled apologetically to Wei'er.

Murong Wei'er is very curious, especially about this uncle who comes to the palace every year just to see his mother and then leave, because at this time, her father seems calm but actually feels nervous. For the queen mother, she has been with her in the past few years.

"Why?" She clicked her tongue in a very regretful tone, "Except for my father, my uncle is the most beautiful person I have ever seen. Is it because no one wants to marry you because you are old?"

Under Tongtong's careful care, Wei'er gradually became willing to speak. She could only speak simple sentences in the past few years.

"Uncle Huang, why don't you do this? You promise to take me out of the palace and play around. I will marry you after a few years when I grow up."

"Little girl, I'm your imperial uncle." He smiled lightly and shook his head, recalling the scene many years ago, Tongtong, who was only six years old, cried and said the same words as Wei'er.

"So what? My mother's queen calls my father, uncle, and they are together too?"

"That's different," he explained.

"Why is it different?" She smiled and tugged at Murong Bixiao's sleeve, her beautiful and clear eyes were full of childishness.

It's just that he is always sober enough to distinguish that they are different.

"I'm doomed to be alone forever."

"For my mother?"

"Correct."

"Lonely in this life, what about the next life?" Unable to change her curiosity, she asked.

Without hesitation, he replied quietly, "If there is a next life, I will still be alone for the rest of my life." He paused and looked at the little girl's puzzled eyes, "Because the person I love doesn't love me."

In this life, I can't get it, I can't protect it, I would rather be alone forever.

(End of this chapter)

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