He closed his eyes, held the slim waist in his arms tightly, and realized that the empty corner in his heart was finally filled with something: "In fact, I came to the throne at thirty, abandoned the Han Dynasty to stand on my own, and served as a soldier for half my life. I rarely regretted my actions, but I only regret one thing..." His voice became softer: "Now, Zijian, I just want to hold you like this."
As if overwhelmed by the desolation and reluctance in his words, Cao Zhi finally stopped moving, but Cao Pi felt that his chest was gradually getting wet.
He finally smiled: "Zijian, thank you. At least today, I am very happy. From now on, whether I am here or not, you must... Live well."
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