Duan Xingzhi still looked at him, his mouth slightly opened and closed, but unfortunately he couldn't speak.

Duan Qilin frowned slightly.

He and Duan Xingzhi looked at each other for a while, then looked back at the queen.

Finally, he sighed, "I know that my father had to send me into Sichuan, so I don't blame me."

If he stayed in Dali, he might not suffer much and would be able to live in luxury for the rest of his life, but he would never have the ability he is now.

He must have been resentful in his heart, why did his father and mother send him to Shu to suffer? In Shu, he didn't even know how many life and death crises he had suffered before.

But my father and mother didn't even have a person to protect him, and just ignored him.

This is that I have too high expectations for him.

Only by enduring hardships can one become the best.

Duan Xingzhi knew that his qualifications were limited, so he would rather take risks than train him. Isn’t this mean Dali king actually a person with great ambitions in his heart?

On the bed, Duan Xingzhi, who heard this sentence, closed his eyes slightly.

Two tears slowly slid down at the corner of my eyes.

Finally, I don’t have to hold on to the mess of Dali anymore...

No one understands how exhausted he was to support Dali and flatter the Yuan Dynasty in recent years.

Fortunately, there is a son who is far better than him who can take over the team.

Hate?

Duan Xingzhi must have hated the Song Dynasty.

But maybe, it's not particularly hateful.

The hand was slightly raised, as if he wanted to touch Duan Qilin's face again, but in the end he still didn't touch it and fell down again.

"emperor!"

The Queen cried out in pain.
Chapter completed!