"I am a treacherous minister, but the emperor is a wise king. If anything happens, let me block it for you." Su Qi smiled, smiling but unable to laugh.
"Who are you? You're just my dog." The emperor said with a cold face and a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
Su Qi recalled being with the emperor when he was young, spending time together day and night. If he wants to skip class, accompany him to skip class; if he wants to play Cuju, play Cuju with him. Even the little girls played catching butterflies with me.
He didn't think about the country, the country, the country, and ignored the old prime minister's teachings. He only focused on him and being happy for him.
At that time he was destined to be a traitor.
"Go away... The palace can't accommodate you... I don't need you anymore... You can go wherever you want... Get out as far away as possible... As far away as possible." The emperor turned his back and didn't want to look at him again.
"Your Majesty, the palace is so big, can it really not accommodate the ministers?"
In the empty hall, a cry like a wolf's howl suddenly sounded.
He had never heard such crying before, suppressed, forbearing, and filled with grief that could not be hidden.
The man still didn't turn around.
Su Qi finally laughed again. He laughed and cried at the same time. Kneel on the ground, crawl towards the man, and hug his legs.
At that moment, he finally knew. He loves him.
Enough is enough. He will be destroyed forever, cut into pieces by a thousand swords, and will be infamy for eternity in the history books. So what?
He doesn't want to be Su Hanqing, he just wants to be his aqi.
Purpose: Love and trust under the influence of fate