Emperor Ling was worried, but even so, there was no solution.

Yes, he could only wait, waiting for Ling Tianqi to take the initiative to change his mind and return to Ling Guo. There is no other way. But even at this point, Emperor Ling still didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

He still insisted that he was right from the start.

He had always thought that although Ling Tianqi was his biological son, in the end, the two of them were not as close as father and son in ordinary people. On the contrary, when the two of them are alone together, they become more and more rusty. Arguments are a common occurrence for the two of them.

Maybe Emperor Ling was a little less calculated, he never thought that something like this would happen today. Even though as the saying goes, ginger is still old and spicy, but this time, it was indeed Emperor Ling's miscalculation.

But if Emperor Ling was given another chance, he would still make such a choice. Feng Liuwu, this woman, must not be kept.

It can be seen from Feng Liuwu's eyebrows that it is a red face and trouble.

In this world, anyone can stay, but Fengliuwu can't stay.

Emperor Ling has always believed that his choice is not wrong, even if it is wrong, something has already happened, and the wood is already in the boat, how can it be reversed.

So far, apart from being wrong again and again, there is still any reason left to persevere.

Qi country, Chengtian Palace.

The last time I was here, it was because Qi Guo had included Yun Guo in his pocket. In order to commemorate this historic moment, Beichenjing stayed here for a few more days. If it was normal, Beichen Jing here would not come often, because it didn't mean anything to him, everything he did was for the hegemony of the king of Qi State, although it was out of the original idea, but the purpose was the same.

When I came back here again, I felt like I was in a different world. Beichen Jing felt as if a long time had passed, one moment he seemed to be still fighting on the battlefield, and the next moment he was sitting here enjoying the joy of victory.

Although some words are not explicitly stated, the joy that overflows with words is real. Things that have never been experienced before are now being repeated little by little. Like it or not, for him, it's actually the same.

"The world is just a flick of a finger." Beichen Jing said these words softly, but his eyes were looking into the distance. That kind of longing is a kind of expectation for dreams. Before really understanding the concept of the world, Beichenjing never thought about it so much.

But now, Beichenjing's mind is filled with the picturesque rivers and mountains in that impression all the time.

The meaning of life is only a fight, whether you like it or not, you have to do it. Because there is no other choice, whether it is right or wrong, you have to keep going. Even if it turns out to be an unmanageable situation in the end, he has no choice but to do so.

Because he is Beichenjing, the fate that has been destined for a long time is not something that he can change at will if he wants to. He was powerless to refute except to obey the arrangement of fate.

His fingers gently touched the cold top of the table, which meant too much to him, and this table witnessed everything he had, from beginning to end.

With a long sigh, Beichen Jing himself didn't know what to do next. How to go in order to get to the original result he wanted.

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