She was the iron-fisted empress, and he was the powerful regent.
She defied all opinions and insisted on making him the queen, but he repeatedly pushed her away and said coldly: "It's not in line with etiquette."
But no one knew that when he pinched the bleeding mark on his sleeve, the blood of the two of them was quietly gestating in his belly.
He was trembling with vomiting and coughing until his eyes were red, but he still supported his sick body and knelt down to remonstrate: "Your Majesty, please invite me to serve you."
Until one rainy night, he fell in front of her knees, tears streaming down his face, and his voice broke:
"Ping'er... Don't let me go."
Intention: To slay Tiangang with a brave sword
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