Speaking of this, Dong Tianhao suddenly lay down on the ground, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

In fact, he knew very well that his father had sent him to want him to die.

Father Jun has been fighting with this Emperor Jiu for so many years, it is impossible not to understand this woman.

In the past, he had heard about the deeds of the great prince of the imperial capital in the divine realm, although he was young, he was brave and good at fighting, and his ability was extraordinary, and he once killed his father's civet cat, and disguised his daughter for nearly 20 years without being discovered, becoming the first female emperor in the imperial capital for thousands of years.

How could such a legendary figure be easily killed by him.

Di Jiu slowly got up, and looked at Dong Tianhao's eyes with a little more emotion.

She slowly turned and walked towards the door of the dungeon.

Maybe it's because of the relationship between mothers, Di Jiu's heart is a little more tender, and she can understand the feeling of being hated by her relatives and alive.

"You don't have to abuse him, just don't let him run away." Before leaving, Di Jiu commanded.

In the dark night, Emperor Jiu walked in the wide court.

Four years ago, she was still hiding in the shadows, hiding everywhere, and the waste prince who was attacked on her back.

Along the way, she escaped death, hovering on the verge of death several times, swords, swords, intrigues, and tricks all surrounded her.

Now, she stands at the top of the imperial capital, looking down on her country, covered in scars.

Her fingers gently touched the hideous scar on her neck, and she couldn't feel the pain anymore, but the crispy tingling feeling still reminded her of what she had been through.

Looking at the endless rivers and mountains, Di Jiu smiled.

To be human is to be miserable.

For there is no end to man.

What about becoming an empress, she still doesn't have what she wants.

Come to the Imperial Palace.

Sitting quietly next to the two sleeping children, Di Jiu's eyes were a little blurry, tears washed her vision, she held the children's hands tightly, as if she wanted them to give her the strength to hold on.

On weekdays, she seems to have nothing to do, enjoying all the good things in the world, watching others bow down and grovel to her.

But the entire country she was carrying on her shoulders, the entire imperial capital of the world, made her a little breathless.

Today's emperor is prosperous, but there are enemies hidden everywhere.

The God Realm, the Demon Realm, and the Beast Realm were all eyeing the Imperial Capital, as if as long as she weakened, they would be able to open their bloody mouths and eat her.

Every late at night, she would think of that man, the abyss who had given her warmth, care, and shoulders.

In fact, there are not many things she has experienced with Liyuan, not how vigorous it is, and not how difficult it is to give up, but she just misses him.

I really want to ......

When she was so tired that she didn't want to move, Di Jiu really wanted to sleep steadily, but she couldn't, because no one could pull her when she was tired.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jiu's eyes swept over the shadow of Mo Jue.

She suddenly laughed helplessly.

Mo Jue, a mysterious man.

She never believed that there were really people in this world who didn't ask for anything in return, and everyone did everything for a certain purpose.

Mo Jue, perhaps, too.

But it is undeniable that in the past few years, Mo absolutely her help is real.

If Mo Jue didn't help her take care of the child, she might not know how to carry it.

It's been four years......

In the blink of an eye, those people were gone for four years.

Di Jiu collected his thoughts, tucked the corners of the quilt for the children, and walked out quietly.