Aunt Mo, have you ever thought about it, maybe you don't want to be the emperor, and you don't hate the empress. Because you wanted him to be the emperor and because you hated the queen, he acquiesced and hated it.
Many years later, she stood alone on the huge city wall and burst into tears. She called him by his nickname, Liuliu, Liuliu... I was wrong... I was wrong... All wrong...
In fact, she never believed that so many people loved her, protected her, and allowed her to make mistakes step by step. My father loved her and let her usurp the throne for me. My mother loved her and wanted to let her out of the palace. I loved her, and everything she wanted to do became what I wanted to do.
If she doesn't want me, who will want me?
My name is Mo Xiaoxi. Mo Mo is inexplicable, Xiao Xiao is a child, and Xi Xi is pitiful.
He was her child, her husband, the father of her child.