The flowers are still there (11)

Lin weiyue couldn't believe what ye xueluo had said, but she did listen to her.

Lin weiyue's heart was really throbbing.

Was it true?

Although she didn't really believe it, she still took it as the truth.

Lin weiyue's eyes trembled slightly as she looked at ye xueluo seriously.

Ye xueluo met Lin weiyue's clear eyes and lowered her head to kiss her eyes."I know you don't believe me, but I'm telling the truth."

In fact, ye xueluo did not want to be the Emperor.

Being an Emperor was Supreme, but he was not happy. His happiness came from love.

He had no other choice but to become the Emperor.

It was lonely at the top. Facing a pile of memorials every day and those scheming officials, his heart would also be very tired.

In fact, he could only relax completely when he was with Lin weiyue every day.