Mu Yi closed his eyes. All the words that he said to the Ninth Emperor just now… There was no way to repeat them.
And he no longer knew how to face her.
What he had always believed in also shattered with this moment, making his heart sink.
"If you did not leave back then..." Mu Yi opened his eyes sorrowfully. "Perhaps it would not have turned out like this."
The Ninth Emperor pursed her lips and fell silent.
A few seconds later, she turned to Mu Yi.
There was a coldness in her eyes.
"If there was Mu Qingya, I'm afraid the ending would be the same, and it has nothing to do with me leaving or not. And perhaps she would have died much earlier..."
Mu Yi was shocked. "You... You are blaming your father for marrying another wife back then?"
"You overthink. Old Lady Mu has always been greedy for power. You are destined to marry Qingluo. With them in, Mu Qingya would have eventually turned out like the person she is today."
