Nan Lin looked at Dill's suddenly empty gaze, and his heart suddenly surged with dense distress, he seemed to understand her body involuntarily, and understood her deepest pain.

At this moment, he wanted to open his mouth to comfort her with the warmest words, and he also wanted to stand by her side and rely on her with the broadest arms. However, his mouth seemed to be locked, and his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't control his body.

"But no matter what, at least for now, I'm still the lord of the world." The melancholy and wandering aura dissipated instantly, and the fierce and compelling aura returned.

"I seem to have said too much to you, should you be silenced?" Dill said in a playful tone, half-jokingly.

"The slave is willing to make an oath that he will always be loyal to His Majesty in this life, and will never betray him, and if he violates this oath, he will not be a man in the rest of his life." Nan Lin lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt solemnly in front of dill, and made a firm oath word by word.

The smile on the corner of Dill lips deepened, but there was still no warmth in her eyes.

People in this era worship ghosts and gods the most, and it is easy not to swear, but once they swear, they are unswerving.

However, Dill does not believe in human relations, to be precise, she does not believe in any kind of existence other than the contract of souls.

Therefore, for Nanlin's vow, Dill believes that his sincerity at the moment will always doubt the future development.

"Get up, I'm just joking with you, don't take it seriously." There was a smile on his face, as if the words just now were really a harmless joke.

"I know your mind." Dill paused slightly, unexpectedly seeing the light quietly burning in Nanlin's eyes, but she continued: "But you can't solve my problems in this matter after all, can you?" ”

Nanlin's expression became a little excited, and some words seemed to be about to blurt out, but they were forcibly held back.

The excitement gradually subsided, and the gloom on his face became more and more obvious: "The slave only knows." ”

Nanlin said that he knew, not that he really couldn't.

The unfinished meaning between the words Dill is clear, he still will not give up his feelings for Emperor Nanwu, maybe one day in the future, at a certain right time, he can still realize his original and final wish.

System: Host, do you really want to take a bunch of harems and give birth to a bunch of heirs?

The question of the system unsurprisingly got a roll of Dill eyes, "I do have to accept a bunch of harems, as for giving birth to a bunch of heirs, is there a hole in your brain in the system?" ”

System:...... The host attacked me again, is it my fault for my low IQ, I don't carry this pot, I don't carry it, I don't carry it!

Dill: "I don't even want to sleep with a man, have a baby?" Do you want to get yourself pregnant? ”

The system silently held back the remaining questions, and when the host said this, it seemed that there was really a hole in his brain, so those questions should not be said and embarrassed.

"Big flower, what's the matter?" Dill looked at the big palace maid who was heading into the hall and asked out loud.

Dahua was shocked by the gentle voice of dill, and shivered inexplicably.

"Back to Your Majesty, the concubine asked to see her, saying that she wanted to discuss with Your Majesty about Aunt Li's case."

Dill frowned impatiently, she was in a bad mood at this time, so she was in no mood to pay attention to the things about the heroine, and my time is very precious, okay, can I be bothered by any miscellaneous things?