In her previous life, Ling'er, the original body's younger brother, had died so horribly—all because of her. How could she possibly do the same thing again in this life?
Su Qiao narrowed her eyes slightly.
She picked up the teacup from the table, blew on it twice without a care, and took a light sip.
Had she fallen for it?
Hmph. If this man wanted to fool her, he still needed a few more years of practice.
She had to think carefully about how to repay them.
She couldn't possibly let her brother suffer for nothing!
When she said nothing, a trace of doubt flashed through Li Sang's eyes again.
In the past, she would have agreed immediately at a time like this. How could she be so indifferent now?
Could something have happened... ?
Li Sang gave a meaningful glance to the personal attendant standing by the door.
The attendant nodded slightly, then quietly and quickly left the palace.
Li Sang lowered his eyes, concealing the irritation in them.
He dabbed the corner of his eye with a handkerchief and sighed softly, his brows filled with melancholy and regret. "I was thinking that, back then, we never managed to..."
He paused, then his tone grew even more sorrowful. "If our descendants and relatives could be happily together, it would count as fulfilling my wish and would lessen my regret."
The corner of Su Qiao's mouth twitched, and she turned her head slightly aside.
A grown man wearing makeup was one thing, but he was actually making such an affected gesture, too.
Sorry, but she really couldn't appreciate this kind of "beauty."
"You have regrets?"
*Do you regret that the previous Empress died too early, before she could win your heart and let her pass the throne directly to your