These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Wei Tu gazed at the glittering starlight.

"What are your plans after tomorrow?"

Ye Bingluan said calmly, "Let's have an open and honest negotiation starting tomorrow and see what price they want to send the Great Shang Dragon Sparrow over. Of course, it's impossible for me to marry into their family."

"Ah."

Wei Tu had no intention or reason to interfere with her decision.

Ye Bingluan clearly felt that there was nothing to talk about, but should they just waste the night and wait until tomorrow?

Obviously, they were unwilling.

She turned her head to look at Wei Tu.

"Let's not talk about this anymore."

"Then what should we say?"

"You think so."

He shifted the blame onto himself.

Wei Tu thought for a moment, "Do you often sneak up here yourself?"

Ye Bingluan said irritably, "What do you mean by secretly? The entire palace belongs to me. I can go anywhere openly and legitimately."

"Hehe, it means the same thing."

Ye Bingluan clearly understood as well.

She sighed softly, gazing at the moonlight, letting the night breeze caress her face.

"Yes, I'll come up here often, it's not much different from now, the only difference is... I'll often be alone."

"Is there so much sorrow to digest here?"

Wei Tu asked softly.

Ye Bingluan shook her head; her profile was radiant.

Her eyes seemed to reflect the moonlight.

"I just felt that sitting here would bring me closer to you." PS: Going to sleep now, might update extra today~~~

45. I can give up everything.

Wei Tu hadn't expected the other person to say such 'simple and unadorned' words of love.

Sometimes a simple wish can turn into a romantic love confession.

Wei Tu understood this principle, of course, but most of the time, people who are immersed in their own emotions do not realize that all these so-called romances and emotions are only moving themselves. To others, or perhaps to the person they truly want to be with, they mean nothing.

What's interesting about reality is...

A casual remark, a genuine little feeling, expressed in a simple way, is like cool spring water in summer.

Thoroughly penetrate to the heart.

Her face was beautiful; illuminated by the moonlight, it seemed to radiate light, her beauty beyond compare.

Perhaps this girl carried too much of her destiny, or perhaps from a young age she never imagined her future would be so wonderful.

Ascending to the throne as a woman is an experience that can be recorded in history, and it is certainly remarkable.

However, there are also too many things to give up because of this identity.

A slight smile appeared on Wei Tu's face.

"We're very close now."

The Empress smiled, her face serene and elegant. Although Ye Bingluan was still wearing a dragon robe, it seemed that she had shed the weight of being an emperor at this moment.

Perhaps, as she herself said, only by coming here occasionally can she forget many of her constraints.

"Yes, it's very close... and it will be even closer in the future."

As she said this, she moved closer to the boy.

Their thighs appeared to be touching.

The temperature seems to be building up.

However, the element of ambiguity was not that strong.

Bathed in moonlight, the two seemed to be immersed in a warm and delicate atmosphere.

Perhaps it is also a kind of peace that both of them can enjoy.

It is neither the loneliness of one person, nor the noise of a crowd.

Instead, it just so happens that the person is right beside you, looking at the same sky, the same moon, and feeling the same evening breeze.

A perfect balance of tranquility and liveliness.

Looking at the distant moon, Wei Tu smiled and said, "Is it really so easy to give up all of this? The entire country is under your control. It seems that if you work a little harder, you might be able to achieve the goals that your ancestors did not reach: expand the territory, make the country rich and powerful, and have your achievements engraved, sung, and recorded by the people... This temptation is great."

For many emperors...

The desire for longevity is not actually about achieving true immortality.

It's just to live a little longer and fulfill unfinished wishes.

For example, conquering this land and making all the land under heaven the king's rule.

Let your achievements be passed down through history, so that future generations can sing your praises and be proud.

These are all obvious temptations.

Sometimes, such an obsession is even more alluring than the pursuit of immortality.

However, Ye Bingluan responded to Wei Tu by standing up directly on the glazed tile roof ridge.

Reflecting the moonlight, it resembled a silver lake.

She pointed to the vast, deserted imperial city, where only a few torches flickered in the wind.

"Wei Tu, look, this is Chaoge, the capital of the Shang Dynasty. This is the land that four emperors built with their lives, blood, and energy."

"There are many stories on this land, and many scholars who were willing to die for their remonstrances. They did so for the integrity of scholars and to leave their mark on history."

"There are also many brave warriors who shed their blood and sacrificed their lives to guard the frontier and roam the four corners of the earth. They did so in order to achieve great deeds and even to be recognized as heroes."

"But I don't have as much ambition and obsession as they do. On the contrary, as emperor, I seem to be too naive and foolish in my hopes."

Her eyes sparkled.

"I only know that the world is divided and united. I hope to become a great Shang dynasty, but even a great Shang dynasty will eventually fall apart one day, just like the dynasties recorded in history."

“No achievement lasts forever, and a name left on paper is just a name. Chaoge may one day disappear even from the name, and this majestic imperial city may one day become bungalows or pavilions. These things will eventually pass away, and even words written for a long time will gradually fade away. To me... none of these matters.”

She slowly raised her arm, as if calling for the wind to come.

Wei Tu did not interrupt.

Her words were not fragmented, but very clear.

It was as if he had been thinking about it for a long time, as if the image he had already formed in his mind had long been conceived.

And her radiance at this moment is even greater than when she ascended the throne.

"I need no merit, fame, wealth, power, or the company of thousands, or the war to satisfy my ambitions."

"Then what do you want?"

Wei Tu looked into her eyes, and she looked into her own, slowly lowering her arms.

"That's a pity."

"why?"

"Because it seems like only you can give it to me."

"Saying this suddenly can be very burdensome for people."

Wei Tu gave a wry smile.

"Are you still afraid of burdens? What I want is very simple: a life of my own, not for everyone, not for the hopes of my people, not for the wishes of all my ancestors. After the situation stabilizes, I will find a suitable person and then hand Chaoge over to him."

"How can one truly live for oneself?"

Wei Tu then posed the next question.

This time, Ye Bingluan's answer was even simpler.

"I'll leave this question to you: what does it mean to live for yourself, and what kind of life do you plan to show me?"

"Your Majesty...you really know how to make things difficult for people."

"Yes, this is something I'm good at. Actually, I was quite naughty when I was little, and even the wet nurses in the manor said they couldn't handle me. You're in for a lot of trouble later on."

Wei Tu stood up and stretched.

"Don't be too happy yet, I haven't agreed."

Ye Bingluan smiled at Wei Tu and said, "It's alright. Women are good at pestering, I hope you don't get to enjoy it."

They descended from the roof ridge and parted ways at the entrance to the woman's bedroom.

Wei Tu didn't really have anything more to say.

He understood Ye Bingluan's desire to live her own life.

She may be different from many women; she is like the wind, yearning for passionate adventures rather than descending upon others.

She might be able to rely on herself, but what she misses most about her life in Jiuyang City is probably the days she spent there, rather than her current one.

What will her future hold? Wei Tu felt she couldn't even define it.

She's not the kind of woman whose future is predictable, nor is she someone who can be easily defined as a virtuous wife and loving mother. Perhaps her life will be like a staircase.

Climbing upwards section by section, it's not a good time to stop.

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