Mo Xuanzhi has long understood that it is better to seek help from others than from yourself.
She understood it from the day she kowtowed again and again, asking for justice but was expelled from the palace.
Ask the sky, but the sky will not respond; ask for water, but the water is unclear.
If she only dared to cower and drink all the dirty water in the world, she would have died long ago without a burial place.
Mo Xuanzhi raised his eyes and looked at the people in the night:
"Do you think a woman can be an emperor?"
Zhang Xiujin hurriedly wiped away her tears, her voice trembling:
"Your Majesty, be careful what you say..."
Mo Xuanzhi's expression was hidden in the darkness, making it difficult to see clearly.
She can't protect anyone for life, but she is willing to give people a chance to survive.
If you dare to step on it, you will live; if you dare not, you can only go home and wait to be sold by your biological father.
"People need to strengthen themselves, regardless of gender.
To live, you must first have courage, and then talk about ability.
No one can protect you for the rest of your life, not even God. "
She paused, and her voice was soft and cold:
"Neither can I."
Mo Xuanzhi never dared to pity anyone easily.
Those who were desperate and came to her, she only saved them from despair in the name of "cultivation", and then exchanged them with absolute loyalty.
She is willing to save strangers from danger,
But unfortunately, he betrayed the sincerity around him.
In my sad life, I often think about——
Why can your majesty show mercy to strangers whom you have never met?
But she never refused, pitiful for herself.
