When he heard that the enemy was marching on the capital, he sat stunned for a long while, then laughed. "Anyone who wants to stay here and die alongside a palace is welcome to. I'm off to find a way to survive!"
Empress Su went pale with horror and insisted that the emperor stay behind to bolster morale. He flung his sleeve in disgust. "If you can't bear to leave Danqian Palace, then stay here! I know the Su family is powerful. Those of us without such power have no choice but to run!" He dashed off to Dancui Palace, took Consort Zhao by the hand, and said with a chilly smile, "Wangji, let's leave this place behind. We'll find another capital, and I'll build you another Danqian Palace. Where do you think we should go?" Consort Zhao pulled her hand away and said sadly, "If you can't even hold on to this place, there will be nowhere left in the world for you to go."
He froze. After a long while, he shook his head with a bitter smile and counted on his fingers. "Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen... A whole lifetime, and I've only had three happy years. Even if I survive, what's the point?"
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