The whole universe is worried that the general will get a divorce

When Brno opened the door aggressively with a pile of documents, it is said that the late Emperor of the Saipan Empire, His Majesty Andrew, still maintained his unchanging appearance——

Leaning on the bed, holding a heavy book in his hand.

The number of pages in that book has never changed, and it has always stayed at page 379, neither moving forward nor backward.

The sound of Brno pushing the door open was very loud, which naturally alarmed Andrew who was already awake.He looked up at her, then closed the book and put it aside.

"We have to meet once every two or three days. You come here and slam the door every time. Why don't you just remove the door? It will save you trouble."

Brno glanced at him when he heard it, and saw the smile on his lips, which seemed leisurely and comfortable, and when he thought of the recent troubles, especially the documents in her hand, his heart became angry for a while.

The corner of her mouth curled slightly, and she snorted coldly, "Next time I come here, I won't open the door, but you."

"Oh," Andrew seemed very puzzled by what she said, "I see that the number of times we meet is not frequent, and I am a seriously ill person who can't even get out of bed. I really don't understand where I provoked about you?"

"Could it be?" Andrew purposely elongated his voice, "Our First Elder of the Sabana Empire is not in harmony and needs a vent?"

Brnuo was originally angry, but when he heard this, he laughed instead, "It's not up to you to worry about my feelings and disharmony, what is there to be proud of when you laugh at a hundred steps at fifty steps? I have something I can't figure it out, so I have to ask you."

Andrew smiled, "This makes me a little curious. If there is anything else you don't know, you have to ask me. Tell me."

Brno glanced at him, threw all the documents in his hand on the bed, but subconsciously avoided his face, "I just want to ask, how much does His Majesty, the emperor who is more than ten thousand in our empire, dislike him?" Long life? If you really want to die, I don't mind sending you on your way now."

God knows how shocked and angry she was when she got this pile of things.

She always thought that Andrew was seriously ill, until now she realized that it was actually his own death——

The majestic emperor of a country dared to treat himself like a lab rat and put anything on his body when he did something wrong.

Fortunately, she still felt that he was getting sick too quickly. Now it seems that it is a miracle that he survived until now.

Regarding her attitude, Andrew was very calm. He looked at the scattered documents on the bed, took a copy out, and flipped through a few.

"I remember that I had them erase this thing a long time ago, so it still exists now," Andrew said, putting the file aside, "But it's not incomprehensible, after all, those old guys had great feelings for this experiment back then." It is not impossible to hide the expectation.

He spoke so lightly.But it aroused Brno's anger to a greater extent. She seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and rushed over and grabbed his skirt, "Is this something that can be taken away with a few words? Are you The emperor, you are the master of our entire empire, but you dare to let them use you as an experiment. Andrew, I want to ask you, what do you think of this country? Is this your own playground?"

"What do you take it for?" Andrew broke away from Brno and grabbed his hand. "It's never what I take it for, but what it forces me to do."

After Andrew finished speaking, he took a deep breath, "120 years, a total of [-] experiments, to be honest, Brno, I will also feel pain."

Not only does it hurt, it hurts.

But this kind of pain, no one deserves it more than him.

"I told you, Brno, for a long, long time, I always thought that Iger was the only child of mine." Andrew looked at her with deep and indistinct eyes, "The fact In fact, I have always done this, even though I have never made Igor feel any father's warmth."

"No," Andrew shook his head and chuckled, "Not only Iger, I've never let any of my children feel that."

But what's the point?

He has only one child, Igor, and everything he does is to save his child's life.

He didn't let him feel the father's love because he really couldn't help it, because reality didn't allow it.

Andrew has always thought this way, until the third prince Kafiel of the Sabana Empire.

His child Kafir died.

From the day he met Hathaway, Andrew knew that there was no possibility of falling in love with others in his life.

So he married her, made her queen alone, rejected all the marriage partners he recognized, and even cleaned the court at all costs.

He really thought that he could be with Hathaway forever, even though he knew she didn't like her, but he was willing to wait.

He has never liked someone that much, and he believes that he can wait until she turns around.

But this time is so cruel and irreversible, there is no time for people to breathe, and they slip away quietly from under people's noses, and when they regain consciousness, there is nothing they can do.

Andrew didn't wait for his sweetheart to turn back, but waited for his sweetheart's death.

His purge, which was beneficial to both the people of the country and himself, still touched the vested interests of others.

He was not afraid of anyone's revenge, but he never expected that someone would suffer for him, and all the injuries fell on Hathaway's head.

The angry courtiers cast judu and killed all the people who made the poison. When the matter was revealed, the duyao had already penetrated into the bone marrow.

Not only that, but also unborn children.

Andrew never thought that there would be a day when he would lose the two most important people in his life one after another.

But how can he be willing?

"I never knew Hathaway," Andrew said, "I always thought she was like Catherine, bold and easy to understand, and they were just half-baked, and no one could beat the other. But then I I just realized that I was wrong."

Once a person who seems to be reckless and easy to understand once hides it from others, it is so hard to guard against.

For a whole month, Hathaway didn't show anything wrong.

If Hathaway hadn't passed out in front of his face because of the fetal movement and was found out by the imperial doctor, he probably didn't know what happened when she died.

But how could she hide it so well?

Countless midnight dreams, he recalled the past over and over again, but he couldn't find even a little bit of clues.

"By the time I found out, Hathaway was no longer cured. I tried everything I could, but I only kept her for two years."

After finishing speaking, Andrew glanced at Brno, "Actually, it's not just me. In the last two years, didn't you all notice it at all?"

Brno: "..."

The author has something to say: the train was late, I got on the train from two or three o'clock until four o'clock, and I still had something to do when I got home, so I stayed up all night without saying anything, and I was busy all day.

The stupid author couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep. I didn't change it yesterday. I'm sorry, little angels

The stupid author has two updates today, and will make up what was not made up yesterday

Little angels, please collect it