I only need to answer Yu Wenjing'er's three questions, one of the fragments of the mountains, rivers, and country maps is handed over.

"The first question is, who is your favorite woman in the world?"

"The second question is, who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"

"The third question is what is the last thing I regret."

Yu Wenjing'er's voice echoed in the hall and resounded in everyone's ears.

Three extremely simple questions are also the three most difficult questions.

The most beloved woman in the world, the most beautiful woman in the world, and the last thing I regret.

They loved many women, but they didn't love the most.

There are many beautiful women in the world, but none of them are the most beautiful.

Things that regret are like carp crossing the river, but now those regrets are always hidden in the darkness and do not want to be mentioned.

After a brief silence, someone spoke and wanted to give it a try. If you are satisfied with the answer, you may get fragments of the map of the mountains, rivers, and country. It is a good thing to give the fragments of the map of the mountains, rivers, and country to His Majesty Jiang. It is also a good thing to have some relationships.

But the answers that people said were not satisfied with Yu Wenjing'er.

"Feng Wuxin, do you have anything to say?"

Yu Wen Jing'er asked Feng Wuxin.

Slowly raising his bloody eyes, Feng Wuxin looked at Yu Wenjing'er and answered the questions she asked.

"Does Princess Yuwen want to listen to my answer?"

The answer to the three questions is simple.

Who is your favorite woman in the world?

"I."

Who is the most beautiful woman in the world?

"I."

What is the last thing you regret?

"I."

Three me answered the questions asked by Yu Wenjinger in an extremely brief manner.

Feng Wuxin’s favorite woman is herself, and there is nothing wrong with it.

Feng Wuxin felt that the most beautiful woman was herself, and she still had nothing to do with it.

But the third question puzzled everyone. What does it mean to regret the most is her?

People who don’t understand cannot understand the third meaning I represent. People who understand but feel sorry for Feng Wuxin’s answer.

The thing she regrets most in her life is that she becomes Feng Wuxin.

Sometimes she thought that if she had returned to the 21st century with Jiangcheng in her dream and followed Qing Mo's arrangements, everything would never have been born again.

Xiahou Lie will not die tragically because of protecting her, nor will the dead child exist, nor will any tragedy be born.

Even if I don’t know Gu Yunya, even if I don’t know Yancangzhou, even if I haven’t loved Mo Yi vigorously.

But all the bad endings will definitely change accordingly.

But the most useless thing in this world is what if, what can I do if I regret it? What I have not yet been born.

It should be such causes, all such causes, and causes and effects are always accompanied by each other.

She planted the cause with her own hands and wanted to taste the fruit herself.

What can it be done if it is bitter?

What can it do if it hurts?

Even though she knew that if it was useless, she still hoped that there would be if it was.

If she could give her a chance to do it again, she would definitely choose to let go and completely.

"That's my answer."

Giving Yu Wen Jing'er's own answer, Feng Wuxin ignored the expression in everyone's eyes.

Looking at the loneliness and desolation in the blood-colored eyes, Jiang Moyi felt distressed and wanted to reach out to hug Feng Wuxin in his arms and hug her fiercely.

"Then... what about His Majesty Emperor Jiang's answer."

Just as Jiang Moyi wanted to get up and force Feng Wuxin to hold him in his arms, Yu Wenjing'er's voice rose again and asked Jiang Moyi the answers to these three questions.

"In the world, the only woman I love most is the wife. In the world, the only woman is the most beautiful woman. The one thing I have done the last regret is that I failed to grasp the wife's hand."

It has been six years since Feng Wuxin appeared, and he kept thinking all the time. When Feng Wuxin fell on the cliff of Xiangsi Jue, if he could grab Feng Wuxin's hand, Wuxin would not have become like this now.

Jiang Moyi knew that Feng Wuxin hated him, hated him for killing Xiahou Lie, and hated him for killing their children.

He wanted to make up for it, to compensate, and to spend the rest of his time making Feng Wuxin forgive him.

But Feng Wuxin wrapped herself tightly and blocked everyone from her world.

Such a Feng Wuxin makes people feel distressed, and they want to cherish her, want to take care of her in her palms, brush away the creases between her eyebrows, and block the ups and downs of the world for her.

He regretted it, really regret it.

When he was in Fengming Mountain, even if he had fallen from the cliff, Feng Wuxin would accompany him to fall.

He spent all the time in self-blame.

A gust of wind blew in from outside the door, stirring up Feng Wuxin's white piao scattering in front of Jiang Moyi.

Jiang Moyi stretched out his hand and held the long silver strand in the palm of his hand, feeling the coldness in the thread, and wanted to use the temperature of his heart to warm her up.

He had missed too much. When Feng Wuxin reappeared in sight, he decided that he would not let Feng Wuxin go this time, no matter what happened.

"It's been six years since I've been thinking about where my husband is. I must be hating my husband in my heart. If you hate me, just hate me. This proves that my husband is still alive."

After six years of battle on the battlefield, only when he thinks of Feng Wuxin, he feels that he is a person, a living and flesh-and-blood person.

When the woman in white and white clothes appeared, it seemed like a beam of sunlight illuminated his dark world again.

Seeing Feng Wuxin alive, even if she changed her appearance, as long as she was still alive and appeared before her, everything became less important.

This time, even if he loses the whole world, he will not let go.

Jiang Moyi's words echoed clearly in everyone's ears, and the deep love expressed in words touched everyone, but these people did not include Feng Wuxin.

The people in the hall were either imperial and nobles or famous people, and they understood more or less what happened to the birth of Xiangsi Jue Cliff, although they did not know the details.

But Feng Wuxin would become like this and had a direct relationship with Emperor Jiang.

Now, the deep affection expressed by His Majesty Jiang Guo’s words deeply infected everyone, regretting the things he had born in that year, whether it was his words or expressions, they all expressed his affection for Feng Wuxin.

The so-called "knowing mistakes can improve" is a great deal. If they were Feng Wuxin, they would definitely be moved by the emotion that had been sticking to for six years.

How many men in the world can do this, let alone the king of a country with supreme royal power.

But everyone is not Feng Wuxin after all. If everything can be expressed by apology and regret, it is OK, as long as Xiahou Lie can be resurrected, as long as her unborn child can be born safely.
Chapter completed!