"Are you serious?" Zhong Minge looked at him without blinking.

Liao Chongwu nodded vigorously: "really, ming'e, as long as you want, as long as I can give it, I will not give up and try my best."

"And then?" Zhong Minge picked the eyebrows and continued, "after I became the emperor?"

"I will guard you well," Liao Chongwu said in a deep voice, with an undisguised look and loyalty in his eyes. "Minge, I will guard you well all my life, and I will guard the Wanli mountains and rivers for you."

"But where can there be a long live without six palaces?" Zhong Minge said again, "when I am in the throne, I must choose a concubine after the throne. Do you think it doesn't matter? Can it be tolerated? "

At that time, Liao Chongwu stopped talking. He looked at Zhong Minge's clear eyes and his reflection in them, and his heart was so painful that he couldn't say. He thought about once, when Zhong Minge married, his suffering and depression, and his depression and loneliness in the imperial mausoleum that year. For a while, he only felt that the terrible pain of that share came again and flooded himself No, Ming Ming, Zhong ming'e is sitting in front of him, but he can't hold it

"Liao Chongwu, tell me how loyal you are? How can magnanimity reach? " Seeing that Liao Chongwu didn't respond for a long time, Zhong Minge opened his mouth slowly again. He held the man's silent and resolute eyes in his hands and stared at the face with good eyes. His breath was all on it. "Liao Chongwu, why don't you talk?"

"Minge......" Liao Chongwu's lips trembled for a long time. Facing Zhong Minge, who was close to him, he was suffering and contradictory, and full of self reproach I can't stand in your way. It's a once-in-a-lifetime chance. If you miss it, you won't have the chance to be king again from now on, and maybe... "

Maybe something, Liao Chongwu didn't go on, but both of them knew it. Maybe they were going to die in a different place. Zhong Mingzheng's hand was killed. But if the Jedi fought back, they might be able to take advantage of the power of the Western King, conform to the people's heart and control the world as Gao Zhiqi said.

"Liao Chongwu, why haven't you grown up so much after so many years? Whenever there is something, no matter it's sesame or watermelon, they all want to bear it by themselves. "Looking at the man's face of pain and guilt, Zhong Minge suddenly chuckled. He gently stroked the man's slightly rough cheek, or the stubble on it, and said softly," Liao Chongwu, I know you are a talker. If you can help me up, you must I'll fight to death, but Liao Chongwu, you can't look down on me. I'm also a gentleman who can't go back on his word. "

Liao Chongwu is stunned. He obviously doesn't understand Zhong Minge's meaning. He looks at him blankly.

"In the capital, what did I tell you? Do you remember? " Zhong Minge looked at his stupid appearance, couldn't help laughing and went to kiss the man's eyes.

"What's the point?" Liao Chongwu is still in a fog. He doesn't even think about what it is.

"Liao Chongwu, you are more important than that piece of gold pimple," Zhong Minge said softly, one word at a time. He looked at the man's frozen and excited face, stretched out his hand and put the man's hand on his heart, and then continued, "Liao Chongwu, once upon a time, there were many people and things, such as the mother, such as the father and the emperor, and how to climb on others' heads, but Today, you're the only one here, and I can't put anything else in the future. "Speaking of this, Zhong Minge's eyes are a little red, and when he speaks again, his voice is slightly mute." Liao Chongwu, do you understand? "