After the divorce, the princess was forced to raise a sickly villain

"The wise ancestors often say that God is watching what people do. In fact, whatever things everyone does, whether good or bad, will be rewarded in the future. Good or bad, either they will be rewarded to themselves, or they will be rewarded to others. On the children.”

Chu Qinghuang rested her head on Fu Cang's arm, hooked her fingers in Fu Cang's hair, and said in a lazy and leisurely voice, "I wanted to compete for the throne in the past just because I wanted to have fun. All the princes of the Chu family are trash, not a single one of them. It’s a great responsibility, but when I actually sat in that position, I realized that the position of emperor is not something to be fought for.”

Fu Cang nodded: "Yes."

Maybe they should all be grateful, not that they are good people.

In fact, neither Fucang nor Chu Qinghuang are good people, but they understand the emperor's responsibilities.

That's enough.

The more noble a person is, the heavier the responsibility they bear, so what she does can involve the interests of more people. If she does more right things, that is kindness.

The kindness of the emperor means that the people of the world can live a good life.

The more people live a good life because of her, the more important her good deeds will be. The more people will be deprived of food and clothing, suffer bullying and oppression, and even lose their lives because of the emperor's incompetence. Also the heaviest.

"Nuan Nuan." Fu Cang hugged her waist, "If we abdicate before the age of forty, Jin Yu should be in her twenties."

Chu Qinghuang hummed.

"When women are in their twenties, they usually have a sweetheart."

Chu Qinghuang frowned slightly: "Miss Lu said that Jin Yu will have a smooth life and will not suffer from love injuries."

Hearing this, Fucang breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Chu Qinghuang closed her eyes: "Go to sleep."

Fucang said: "Can't sleep."

"Why?"

"I'm excited." Fu Cang's voice was soft, "When I think of being able to grow old together with Nuannuan, I feel warm and comfortable in my heart."

Chu Qinghuang sneered: "Maybe when you are thirty or forty years old, when you see those delicate little girls, you will feel that there is nothing good about growing old together."

"How can Nuannuan say that?" Fucang pouted, "There are too many delicate little girls, one after another, but they all have their own lovers."

"No matter how old a man is, he will always like teenage girls."

"I don't know how." Fu Cang emphasized, "I just like Nuan Nuan."

Chu Qinghuang turned her head and looked at him: "Really?"

"Nuan Nuan, don't doubt me." Fu Cang turned over and acted like a hungry wolf attacking a sheep, "I can prove it with actions."

Chu Qinghuang sneered: "You can just say what you want to do. There is no need to pretend to be cruel. I know you have been holding back very hard these days."

Fucang lowered his head and bit her ear.

…

"My Nuan'er is more courageous than her two royal brothers." Nan Xi sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Jin Yu who was sitting on the bed playing with tokens, and praised with a smile, "The throne of Xiqi says that you can sit down, and the princess is the princess. It will be done right away, unlike Zhan'er who even took so long to write about his own marriage. "

Rong Yu stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at the endless mountains outside the window. Hearing this, he turned his head and said, "Nuan'er is indeed good."

Walking to the bedside, looking at the little child enjoying himself, Rong Yu raised the corners of his lips with a gentle arc, "You are very ambitious at a young age, and you have the spirit of being a mother."

Jin Yu held the token in her little hand, raised her head, glanced at Nan Xi, then at Rong Yu, and suddenly pursed her lips.

"What's wrong?" Nan Xi reached out and hugged her over, "Are you unhappy?"

Jin Yu twisted her delicate brows, and one word popped out of her mouth: "...pee."

Nan Xi was stunned for a moment, then laughed knowingly, picked her up and walked towards the back.

Rong Yu turned to look out the window. In silence, he recalled this fast life in his mind. The planning and planning when he was a boy seemed like yesterday. Now half his life has passed. Not only are his children grown up, but also his grandchildren and granddaughters.

Experienced hardships and enjoyed glory.

Bring a person with a white head and share a family relationship with her.

The happiest and most fulfilling life is probably like this.