He is a high-ranking minister, but he can still escape unstoppably.

But a knife around the emperor can shock the court with his own strength, making all the officials from regular imperial examinations dare not dissatisfied.

He has achieved power over the world, but he has always guarded the pure land in his heart.

Even if you can read through thousands of years of history books, it is probably difficult to find one such person.

Zixi was silent for a moment and said, "Let me have a walk."

As he said that, he raised his foot to the corridor and walked along the long corridor towards the back garden.

Nan Mohao followed her quietly.

In March, the air is filled with fragrance. The garden is full of flowers, competing for beauty, and the scenery is infinitely beautiful.

The sunlight hits the petals of pink, yellow, blue, red and white, as if a layer of golden light is poured into the garden. From a distance, it is full of brilliance and beautiful.

"I am actually a selfish person." Zixi sighed, with a self-deprecating curve on the corner of his lips. "I once let down the people of the world for my own personal love, and let the world fall into trouble. I only saw the person who died for himself in sight, but ignored the fact that there was also someone behind me who quietly disappeared because of my indifference."

When Nan Mohao heard this, his eyebrows frowned slightly, not quite understanding the meaning of Zixi's words.

"I got the opportunity to start over, but I was obsessed with compensation, just asking for peace of mind." Zixi exhaled and smiled bitterly, "But God seemed to be playing a joke with me, making me complacent that I was willing to give up the entire harem in order to love someone, but I found that I had failed too many people, and I had compensated for one, but I still owe other people."

Nan Mohao raised his eyes, his eyes fell on the woman's beautiful side face, and he was silent for a moment: "Your Majesty does not owe anyone."

Don't owe it?

Zixi turned to look at him: "Do you think I don't owe it?"

"No." Nan Mohao said lightly, "Your Majesty is the king of a country and has his own responsibilities. But Your Majesty is also a woman, and has the right to choose the person she loves. Great love is to love the people of the world, and small love is to love his husband. I don't think Your Majesty has done anything wrong, nor do I think Your Majesty has owed anyone."

Zixi shook his head and laughed: "Nan Mohao, you are a truly selfless person than me."

Nan Mohao was stunned.

He stopped involuntarily. He looked up at Zixi, his thin lips tightened a little, and he slowly shook his head: "Your Majesty has raised me, I am actually a selfish person. Xuanyin Palace is a sword and a sword that should not have feelings, but I have moved the feelings that should not have moved, and once made His Majesty embarrassed-"

"Nan Mohao." Zixi turned around and raised his hand to stop him, "Emotion is not something that humans can control. Even if the rules of Xuanyin Palace are so strict, they cannot stop it. Sometimes it may just be a chance glance, and from then on, it will make people unable to recover from now on. No one in the world has the right to have the seven emotions and six desires, and no one can deprive this."

Even if there are so many strict rules and harsh punishments, even if rules and punishments can break people's will and restrict people's freedom of words and deeds, it is never possible to truly erase emotions.

On the contrary, the more people suppress emotions, once they really get into love, they will be more persistent, more passionate, and more desperate than ordinary people.
Chapter completed!