Probably a child who has gone through hardships since childhood, and only thinks about how to turn defeat into victory if he survives, will not think about the future, and will not fantasize about happiness.

Mu Feng never thought about what he would be like in the future.

He shouldered the burden of the palace called Changshun.

Power, status, no matter where it is, attracts the jealousy of others.

If you get a little power, you can't wait to use your power to suppress others, so as to get the twisted pleasure in your heart.

The root of human inferiority.

Mu Feng has seen a lot since he was a child.

The city of Di'an is secretly turbulent inside.

Mu Feng originally wanted to wait until he became an adult and go to the fiefdom.

The Huaijiang area, although not as good as Di'an City, is also a pretty good place to go, although he doesn't have much impression of this fiefdom.

But it doesn't matter where you go when you're alone.

That's what he's always thought.

Until the death of the first emperor, Ye Dehao took control of the government and stretched out his hand to the Changshun Palace.

Mu Feng knew that what he had thought before was a little too simple.

As for the little secret guard sent by Ye Dehao.

He never imagined that at first he thought he was sent to spy on his existence, and in the end, it was the person he would not let go of for the rest of his life.

She is straightforward, simple, reckless, and looks a little stupid and silly, but in fact, all her reactions are based on her own abilities.

It's probably like when you go to pick vegetables, you don't think about how to not attract the attention of the vegetables and pick them.

It's always a little hard to laugh or cry.

In the end, he got his wish, but he also knew in his heart that she didn't seem to understand what feelings were, and I didn't understand, what likes and what loves.

At the time he thought.

So what?

He was the most special in her heart.

Enough is enough.

Enough is enough.

But then, gradually, he overestimated himself a little, he was not satisfied at first, he wanted more.

But the little girl, I don't understand, I can't give it, this feeling is very uncomfortable.

Obviously by the pillow, I can touch, touch, and hug, but there is not much emotion in her eyes.

It was only much later that he understood.

For her, everything in the world is not in her eyes, she only puts him in her eyes, and he used to be childish compared with dim sum and the like in the little girl's heart, what is more important.

But then I could feel that it was actually different, and in her eyes, he was him.

So, it's okay, it's already satisfied.

He thought so.

But it didn't give him too much, tangled time.

Because of the losses in the early years and the deficit of his body, he can obviously feel that his body is getting worse day by day.

Extreme thoughts, such as letting her go with him, are not uncommon.

But he was not as urgent and anxious as he imagined, not only did he not have it, but he even had a strange sense of security.

Until the end, he didn't think about such a thing again.

And when the tears fell on his face, he really never thought that in those eyes that were always godless and lazy, it could be like this, as if it was a sad look.

It makes him feel distressed...... And a little secret unspeakable emotion.

Some words are out of the way.

But the feeling that pervades his heart lets him know that he can see again, and he can still see it.

He's never liked someone so much.

Now—for you to be mad and mad, to demons;

For you can also be soft and gentle, nostalgic to the world.