After being forced to marry as a substitute, I became famous in the limbo

Chapter 107 Promise
Just now she hesitated to say two words, the back of her head was clasped firmly by Mu Jingzhao's palm, and his whole head was pressed tightly against his chest.

She looked up, and from her current perspective, she could just see Mu Jingzhao's well-defined Adam's apple and chin.

Just when she was hesitating how to break free from the other party's shackles, the hand that was holding the back of her head was slowly released, and gently hugged her neck.

Jiang Ning was taken aback, she looked up and saw Mu Jingzhao's Adam's apple slipped slowly.

"I'm sorry." His voice was deep, and there was no trace of drunkenness in it.

His heavy panting slowly brushed over Jiang Ning's hair with bursts of heat, and her uneasy heart inexplicably calmed down between breaths.

"You're right. The suffering of the people is due to the monarch's dereliction of duty. Whether it is direct or indirect, the emperor must be responsible for it."

Jiang Ning's body froze, she lowered her head, and quietly looked at Mu Jingzhao's hand hooking her neck. His wide sleeves slid down with this movement, revealing a small forearm with clear lines. Pressing against his neck, the temperature transmitted was slightly scorching hot.

There was an inexplicable feeling of absurdity in her heart.

Once she was underestimated by Mu Jingzhao's condescending contempt, and was told that there was a day-long chasm between the ruler and the people.

But now, the two of them were inseparably stuck together, and he told her that he was responsible for the suffering of all the people.

Which one is the real Mu Jingzhao.

Jiang Ning thought in a daze.

But immediately, she curled the corners of her lips in self-denial, laughing to herself that she was so naive and ridiculous that she would take the other party's drunken nonsense seriously.

"You have suffered all these years." Mu Jingzhao's eyes have been opened in a place Jiang Ning can't see, and he is staring at his arms. Jiang Ning's withered and yellow hair is scarlet and distressed with a little dampness. Unscrupulousness flowed out of his eyes.

Before, he was also puzzled by Yu Jiangning's desire and persistence for money, surprised by Jiangning's tenacious desire to survive, and laughed at Yu Jiangning's unarmed and humble status, but he has a heart of fraternity.

But when he slowly peeled all these away, he found a heart full of scars and sincerity beneath the surface.

She could have lived her life in peace, wealth and health.

But now, because of her own fault, she has been displaced many times and her life is at stake.

In the past, he always felt that he couldn't help himself, that he was trapped in a cage named "Emperor" and couldn't move an inch.He is constrained by his identity, checked and balanced by various forces, and dragged down by everything.

He once found countless reasons and excuses for his incompetence, and used countless reasons to excuse himself.

It wasn't until he met Jiang Ning and watched her step by step towards death in a desperate situation that he realized how shallow and ignorant he was.

He used to cover his eyes with leaves, but now, Jiang Ning removed the leaves in front of him.

She was so naked, showing him the suffering of the people that she had directly or indirectly caused.

She was so blunt and merciless, tearing up his shallowness and stupidity so nakedly in front of him.

She told him that he was not a good emperor, nor even a clever official.

However, no matter whether he is willing or not, and whether he is capable or not, he always bears the wealth and happiness of countless people on his shoulders. This is the reason why he must fight for it no matter what.

This is also the only reason for him to exist as a monarch.

Jiang Ning suddenly felt her nose sore, she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but just as she opened her mouth, a soft choking sound, like crying, slipped out of her throat.

As if sensing her emotions, Mu Jingzhao slowly moved his palm up, resting on the top of her hair, and patted it lightly.

"I promise you, I will definitely investigate the truth of the Jiang family's extermination case, and I will definitely give you and all the souls who died in vain back then an explanation."

Jiang Ning was stunned. She thought that she had been carefully hidden in the harem for so long, and Mu Jingzhao would not know her true identity no matter what.

What went wrong, she couldn't figure it out.

"If I can't even protect my own people, then I might as well not be the emperor."

Mu Jingzhao's voice was so sonorous and powerful that it shocked her heart.

She didn't know how to describe her own mood, as if she was always in the endless darkness, and when she saw a light by chance, she would subconsciously feel that it was an illusion produced by herself.

"Trust me." Mu Jingzhao pressed down with his hand resting on the top of her hair, and the force of his fingertips made her scalp slightly numb.

"Ning——" He seemed to want to say something, but he stopped abruptly just after he uttered a word.

"What was your original name?"

"Jiang, Jiang Leyin."

"A really good name, Le Yin." Mu Jingzhao said in a leisurely voice, his thoughts seemed to drift far away, "Can you tell me about your past."

Mu Jingzhao's breath was soft and soothing, and the two breaths of the two gradually overlapped together during this quick and slow breath.

She seemed to have gradually gotten used to the burning sensation on Mu Jingzhao's body, and the stinging senses faded away, and she gradually relaxed.

Her eyes were slightly closed, and the tip of her nose was enveloped by the faint scent of ambergris on Mu Jingzhao's body. As it was getting late, the light in the room gradually dimmed, and a ray of warm orange sunlight fell on a corner of the room through the gap in the window. On the white porcelain vase, a little bit of light condensed on the white porcelain vase.

Jiang Ning looked at the light until the light turned into a blurred spot in her eyes. She lowered her eyes, her thoughts were racing, her lips opened and closed, words seemed to jump out of her mouth unconsciously.

"My father was an ordinary salt merchant in Qingshui County, and my mother was an embroiderer in the most famous embroidery workshop in Suzhou—" Her voice was soothing, and words flowed from her lips and teeth, It seems to have drifted away with the intoxicating sunset.

Jiang Ning talked about the encounter between his parents, about his father becoming the head of a wealthy party from a young age, about himself, about his sister, about the troubles he got into when he was young, and about how he became a disciple when he grew up. Breaking the opponent's head by molesting her—

In the end, both she and Mu Jingzhao gradually fell into a peaceful sleep in this soothing atmosphere.

And the ray of sunset that fell on the porcelain vase also quietly disappeared, the sky was getting late, and the twilight merged, quietly drawing a curtain on the two of them.

(End of this chapter)