Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 118 Brother Emperor, I Want Dad, I Want Mother!

"As the emperor of the Southern Kingdom, you never thought about ending this situation?"

Today's Southern Kingdom has long been a mess. He was imprisoned in the palace and never came out.

This time I went to Daqi as an envoy, and on the streets, there were poor and destitute people, whose life was worse than death.

They were all in rags, covered in wounds and bruises, as if they had collapsed, and the fire was burning. How many dead bodies were lying on the road, and no one cared about them.

Some corpses had been dead for a long time, and he smelled the stench of corpses permeating the capital, his hands were shaking, and he didn't even dare to lift the curtain to see their miserable conditions.

As the emperor of a country, he did not exercise the rights he should have as an emperor. He made his people suffer, made his people suffer, made his people hungry, and made his people live together. nothing.

Their wives and children were separated, and the little toddler had no parents, standing alone on the road and crying.

The old woman, who was as hungry as a skeleton, stuffed mud on the ground into her mouth.

The sick young man lay on the ground, panting loudly, crying for help.

His carriage passed by the capital, and when the common people saw him, their eyes were full of hatred. He knew that they hated him, hated his incompetence, hated him as the emperor of a country, but could not protect their people.

Let them suffer and suffer.

Hate him for being oppressed, hate him for not being able to give them a complete home to live and work in.

They didn't even have the strength to curse him out.

He could only helplessly, staring at his carriage, driving farther and farther until it disappeared from their sight.

Walking out of the capital and away from the southern country, the words that a girl screamed at him with all her might echoed in his mind.

"Brother Emperor, I want father, I want mother! Please, help me, help me!"

What responded to the girl was his helplessness.

She was helpless and desperate, and he was even more helpless and desperate than her.

His hands were clenched into fists, and his fair forehead was covered with blue veins.

His thin lips were biting tightly to bleed, his eyes were scarlet and filled with hot tears.

He is the emperor of a country, but the puppet emperor of a country, watching his people suffer, but he can't do anything, he can only watch. If it wasn't for Da Qi's mission this time, maybe he wouldn't even watch Little did they have fallen into this miserable state.

This is not what he wants to see, really not what he wants.

Nan Fengchen held his head in pain: "No"

He also wants to treat them well, and he also wants to see the Southern Kingdom be peaceful and the people live and work in peace, even if...
Even if he can't give them the best life, at least they won't be separated from their wives, at least they can have enough to eat, at least they won't be tortured by illness when they are sick, and their life is worse than death.
At the very least, it will put a smile on their faces.

But he is just a puppet emperor, he is in vain to be the emperor of a country, but he has no military power in his hands.

He can only be suppressed by her, what she says and does, there is no need to consider him as the emperor, let alone borrow his mouth, he can do nothing, let alone stop him.

The blue star was the only light he had during these dark days in the palace. He had brought it with him since he was a child. He often hugged it and looked at the thin moonlight together in the cold palace. Sometimes seeing it was like a night .

The palace is so big, but he can't go anywhere, his only territory is that cold palace.

The maid who served him was beaten to death by that woman because she brought him an extra steamed bun.

(End of this chapter)