So finally, despite being extrely reluctant, in order to safeguard her and the King’s throne, she still married this man.
After marriage, she beca even more indifferent to him.
Their only intimate encounter was an accident after getting drunk.
That’s right, in all these years, their closeness only happened that one ti.
It was also during that ti she beca pregnant with Mo Ting.
After giving birth to the child, the forr husband was extrely fond of him.
But her attitude beca even colder, feeling she had betrayed the forr King, thus often ignoring the father and son, focusing her heart wholly on national affairs.
Later...
Perhaps unable to endure her indifference anymore, he changed, beca dark, beca jealous, filled with control desire, and even wanted to kill Chenchen.
Recalling the Royal Family, the Queen’s eyes slightly reddened, wondering if she had given him a bit of love, would he not have pursued Chenchen to kill, nor ended up with no remains, and would Mo Ting not have been taught to be as rebellious as he is now?
Speaking of it, everything happening now is sowhat indirectly caused by her...
With tears in her eyes, the Queen’s eyes glistened, and crystallized tears seed poised to fall at any mont.
Her vision blurred by tears, she reached out and took the dusty book from the bedside cabinet.
"Hoo..."
She softly blew away the dust on the book and gently said "I’m sorry."
As soon as her words fell, sothing suddenly dropped from the book.
The Queen initially thought the book was missing pages, wiped her tearful eyes, then wanted to pick it up and stick it back, only to discover it was a letter.
Pink, with hearts on it.
She paused for a mont, then opened it.
It was the handwriting of the forr husband.
Dear Queen Wife,
Today is your fiftieth birthday, Happy Birthday, wishing you many happy returns, laughter fills your days. Would you like to guess what gift I’ll give you this year? Alas... enough... enough... you’re certainly not interested in guessing what gift I’ll give you, so I’ll just tell you — a small island I prepared for you at latitude 65°44′ North, let’s go there during the national holiday.
Signed: Your loving husband.
This was a letter that was ant to be given to her, but before her birthday, they divorced.
He didn’t even leave remains soon after.
The Queen couldn’t help but cover her lips, letting out faint whimpering sounds.
She was also a person, not a stone; when soone poured their heart and soul out to her, she still felt sothing...
Tears gradually soaked the letter in her hand.
Through blurry eyes, the Queen noticed sothing and suddenly ran quickly outside.
"Latitude 65°44′ North, go find it quickly! Go! Mo Ting must be there!"
The two were always candid, so Mo Ting must know of the island’s existence, and perhaps at this very mont he’s there!
Upon hearing this, the Palace’s military and Chenchen imdiately rushed towards the island.
In the air.
Wearing a military uniform, Chenchen crossed his arms, eyes showing cold killing intent.
He vowed, if he could capture Mo Ting this ti, he would tear him to pieces!
"Your Majesty, we have arrived above 65°44′ North latitude, but no island has been found." a military officer approached and reported.
Hearing this, Chenchen lowered his eyes to glance downward.
It was a vast expanse of whiteness, no island to be seen at all.
"Descend a bit more and take another look."
He suspected the island was hidden in the fog.
"Yes."
After receiving the command, the pilot imdiately lowered the helicopter.
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