In the blink of an eye, the waves on the coastline expressed their anger towards the reefs and their affection for the sand. The roar of the waves was like thunder, their shape like snow, receding without wetting one's clothes, leaving behind a stretch of tranquility, half an eye of blue sea, half an eye of blue sky.

Fan Xian heard her words clearly and couldn't help but smile wryly, "If I were a woman, I would definitely be living a much happier life than I am now."

He knew that the little emperor had too many regrets and too much unwillingness in her heart. As a person of Qing Yu Nian, Fan Xian didn't have many opportunities to experience the little emperor's imperial techniques and power plays, but years of private communication and interaction had made it clear to him that although the emperor of Bei Qi was younger than him, her mind was exceptionally mature, and her actions were extraordinarily cold and ruthless.

Perhaps the dragon throne is indeed an incubator that can turn people into freaks?

The female emperor beside him had been raised as a man since birth, and her growth process was completely distorted. To this day, she had not become a pervert, but had become a slightly indifferent emperor with ambitions in her heart and extraordinarily unwilling to accept the arrangements of fate. It should be said that the Empress Dowager of Bei Qi was a remarkable figure.

Thinking back to the time when he thought there were major problems between the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, wanting to use this as a wedge to enter the politics of Bei Qi, but ended up covering for this mother and daughter, removing Shen Zhong and subduing Shangshan Hu, Fan Xian felt a bit uneasy in his heart, and his admiration for this mother and daughter grew stronger.

"Woman?" The Emperor of Bei Qi stood with her hands behind her back, facing the boundless sea in front of her, a hint of sarcasm on her lips. "In this world, women are all appendages of men, forever in a subordinate position. If you really became a woman, I'm afraid you would cry endlessly in the quilt every night."

After a long silence, Fan Xian suddenly said, "Do you hate your identity as a woman?"

"Yes," the Emperor of Bei Qi said coldly, "If my body were not a woman, how could I be threatened by you."

Fan Xian smiled and said nothing, thinking that this female emperor's heart was indeed a bit like a ruthless man, focused solely on power, position, and the nation, lacking much of the tender and beautiful feelings he had imagined.

The two of them fell silent at the same time, standing side by side, watching the sea with their hands behind their backs. Not far away, Si Lili, wearing a light yellow dress, was holding a delicate paper umbrella, squatting slightly, picking up shells by the sea, not knowing if her attention was on them.

Fan Xian raised an eyebrow slightly, thinking of the beach in Danzhou three years ago, when he had stood with the Emperor on a wooden plank, watching the sea as the white waves rose from beneath his feet. Today, he was standing side by side with the Emperor of Bei Qi, watching the sea. Putting aside the shifting tides and the passage of time, just these two times of watching the sea were enough to explain too much. After struggling and working hard in this second life for so long, he finally possessed an influence in the two great nations of Bei Qi and Nan Qing that others could not.

The Emperor of Bei Qi had a cold expression, and her straight sword-like eyebrows seemed particularly calm today. There was a feeling of aloofness in her clear eyes, and her short eyelashes rested calmly on her eyelids.

"The delegation has arrived in Dongyi City, and I must return," she said suddenly, looking ahead. "I must admit that this risky trip south has not yielded any benefits, which is very disappointing."

"What's there to be disappointed about? At least you didn't kill me, and the world hasn't fallen into chaos."

Fan Xian looked at her expression, and for some reason, a faint feeling of pity arose in his heart, just like in that crazy night when he saw her crying frantically. He knew that this emperor with the body of a woman and the heart of a man had not lived a happy life, and said softly, "Although you are the ruler of Bei Qi, you cannot change the facts that have already been determined."

The Emperor of Bei Qi's voice was slightly sharp, and she said in a harsh and sarcastic tone, "Such as that I am a woman?"

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, thinking, how did it turn back to this again? He shook his head and said, "It is difficult for one person to change the whole world, and this has nothing to do with gender."

The Emperor of Bei Qi said coldly, "But in the last thirty years, the most earth-shattering failures in the world, the most brilliant and talented failures, just happen to be two women who were unwilling to accept the arrangements of fate and bravely stood up. How do you explain that?"

How to explain? Fan Xian couldn't explain it at all, because one of those two women was his mother, and the other was his mother-in-law. As a member of the younger generation, he could reminisce, could be sentimental, could resent, but could not explain.

He said, "My mother's failure lies in her excessive kindness, and the Princess's failure lies in her excessive sentimentality."

The Emperor of Bei Qi quietly looked at him and said with a smile, "Actually, the reason is simpler than what you said, but you just don't dare to say it."

Yes, not to mention the Princess, wasn't the reason why that terrible mistress of the Ye family failed back then also because of that man?

Fan Xian naturally wouldn't continue this topic in front of her and said softly, "Now that Your Majesty is leaving, I hope you will sort out the government in the country, support the livelihood of the people, and as for other matters, it is best not to act rashly."

"Before you become the Emperor of Nan Qing, never expect me to rely on you for anything," the Emperor of Bei Qi said. "This has nothing to do with trust, only with the power of speech... That day, Si Gu Jian took you and me all over Dongyi City. You should know what it was for."

Fan Xian sighed, "He took me to talk about the past, to talk about the future, to see Dongyi, to deepen our relationship, that's all it was for."

"Dongyi City is neither my Da Qi nor your Nan Qing. This city is too special. If Si Gu Jian hopes to preserve the special nature of Dongyi City even after his death..." The little emperor turned her head to look at him, "He can only hope that you become the Emperor of Nan Qing."

Fan Xian laughed mockingly, "Do you think that's possible?"

"This is precisely what I despise about you, indecisive, caught in a dilemma, not knowing what you really want to do."

The Emperor of Bei Qi turned her head away and said sarcastically, "If you were really a saint like Zhuang Mohan, unwilling to let the people of the world fall into war, you couldn't be so idle. Now you are doing your best to repair and patch things up, but you haven't made any fundamental changes to the overall situation. In the end, you can only end up in a situation where you are not a good person to anyone. The misery of your end, you should know without me saying it."

Fan Xian smiled instead and said, "It seems that Your Majesty finally believes that I have the potential to be a saint."

After a long silence, the Emperor of Bei Qi said slowly, "Because other than being forced to believe that you are a saint, I can't think of any other reason why you would do these things."

If Fan Xian only regarded himself as a subject of Nan Qing and was determined to unify the world for Nan Qing, now that Dongyi City had been subdued and he had mastered the greatest secret of the Bei Qi imperial family, there were too many things he could use, too many strong measures he could take.

But he did nothing, just like the little emperor described, busying himself with mending and patching, forcibly suppressing all possible disasters in the darkness of the Overwatch Council.

"I don't want to be a saint, and I don't have the ability to be a saint," Fan Xian said with some exhaustion, lowering his head. "I've just become much braver than before, willing to change some things in this life that I don't want to see, according to my own ideas."

The Emperor of Bei Qi looked at him and laughed, "Even at the cost of your life?"

"No," Fan Xian said directly. "Living is the most important thing for myself, my relatives living is the second most important thing, and innocent people living is the third most important thing. If that day really comes, I think the only person in this world who has the ability to kill me will not be able to kill me."

"Why? Because he is your father? Or is it because he knows that there is a temple behind you?" A strange light flashed in the little emperor's eyes, and she asked slowly.

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Your Majesty has no respect or fear for the temple." Then he stopped talking, not explaining anything more. Why should these people from Bei Qi know about the Emperor's fear of Wu Zhu.

"I have a question about what you said earlier." The sea breeze blew on the resolute face of the Emperor of Bei Qi, without blowing the non-existent bangs, nor did it make her feel weak, "You think that your own survival is the most important thing, then let me ask you, if the person you are comparing is Chen County Princess, do you still think that your own survival is the most important thing?"

Fan Xian fell silent, and the tablecloth in the Qing Temple appeared before his eyes, the paintings, the ancient myths, the white-clothed girl hiding under the table and gnawing on chicken legs, the snow on Cangshan Mountain, the medicine at the beginning of the marriage, the crying in the carriage, the usual silence, suddenly a strong feeling of guilt surged in his heart, and he raised his head and said seriously, "Her life is of course more important than mine."

"Fan Shangshu?"

"Yes."

"Your children?"

"Not sure."

"Fan's little aunt?"

"Yes."

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"Chen Pingping?"

After a long silence, Fan Xian nodded lightly. The Emperor of Bei Qi laughed, looked at him and said, "You are a strange person, so protective of an old cripple, but you don't have the courage to give up your life for your own woman."

"They are still young." The look in Fan Xian's eyes was a bit empty, "Apart from blood, there is also the problem of time to cultivate feelings."

After a long silence, the Emperor of Bei Qi said, "It seems that even if I have a child with you, it is impossible to completely control you."

After thinking for a moment, Fan Xian said, "Actually, we are very similar people, cold-blooded and ruthless, except that you are a woman and I am a man."

"Ruthless? Your words almost made me think that you are a saint who cares about the people of the world."

"Didn't Si Gu Jian say that saints are ruthless?"

"He didn't say that."

"I don't want to argue about this."

The little emperor suddenly glanced at him and said, "You are my first man, and you are also my last man. Although I don't like that feeling very much, I don't mind having a child for you."

"I don't mind either." Fan Xian smiled mysteriously, "One of the three great ambitions in my life is to have many, many children."

He suddenly changed his tone and said, "But as for the last man, don't say such nonsense. You are an emperor, and once you know the taste, I bet that when you grow up and firmly control the Bei Qi court, there will definitely be a lot of medicine residue in the harem of the capital."

The Emperor of Bei Qi didn't understand this joke, but she understood the meaning, her face turned slightly white, and the look of anger appeared and disappeared, and she said coldly, "Do you think I am a lecher like you?"

Fan Xian shrugged and said, "Who knows? No one doesn't like the pleasure between men and women. As for having children, you didn't get pregnant in the ancient temple that summer, maybe you won't get pregnant this time either."

"I don't like men," the little emperor stared at him.

At this moment, Si Lili, who had been silently walking on the sea, came over and stood beside the two of them, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and she didn't say a word.

The little emperor put her arm around Si Lili's waist, looked at Fan Xian and said, "I like women, this is my woman."

"This kind of thing can't scare me, Your Majesty doesn't know that the two men I admired the most back then, one was named Zhang and the other was named Cai, they all liked men."

Fan Xian shrugged, looked at the two women beside him with completely different temperaments and appearances, suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart, raised his hand, and quickly brushed across the chins of the two people, slightly moistening his fingertips, and said softly:

"You are all my women, that's enough."

The little emperor frowned, seemed extremely unaccustomed to the frivolity on the beach at this time, and said with slight anger, "Don't be presumptuous, I..."

"What I? Do you think I will believe that you don't like men in front of me?" Fan Xian looked at her quietly and said, "You have been acting for twenty years, you must be tired, don't act in front of me anymore."

"I don't like men," the little emperor looked at him quietly, "I chose you only because you are beautiful, more beautiful than a woman."

As soon as these words came out, Fan Xian was defeated, defeated very embarrassingly.

The Emperor of Bei Qi smiled slightly and said, "Of course, in addition to being beautiful, you have some other advantages... I once said that the reason why I chose you back then, what was it, Duo Duo must have thanked you for writing a biography for the boudoir, but..." She frowned and said, "I have never understood, how did you discover my secret?"

Si Lili leaned against the Emperor of Bei Qi, opened her big, seemingly speaking eyes, looked at Fan Xian, presumably her heart was also full of great curiosity about this matter.

"There is the fragrance of Osmanthus fragrans in that ancient temple. Later, I learned from the Princess Consort that this kind of Osmanthus fragrans is only planted on the mountains behind the Imperial Palace in Shangjing. Only Your Majesty in the whole world would use this fragrance." Fan Xian told this story in a soft voice.

The Emperor of Bei Qi frowned even tighter. No matter what, she couldn't believe that it was this faint fragrance that exposed her secret.

"Of course, Your Majesty's enthusiasm for *Dream of the Red Chamber* is a bit too much." Fan Xian's lips curled up slightly and said, "The story of Bao and Dai is one of the best tools for distinguishing gender."

"I still don't believe it," the Emperor of Bei Qi said coldly, "What kind of secret is this? How could you think in that direction with just these two points? I admit that you are the most intelligent person in the world, but..."

Before she finished speaking, Fan Xian had already understood what she meant. Any exploration of secrets always requires an introduction. And no one has ever dared to think about it, so naturally no one suspects it. The little emperor never understood how Fan Xian dared to think in that direction.

He stood by the sea and laughed very happily, the laughter spread very far along the waves, very far.

"Do you know who Zhu Yingtai is? Shakespeare's lover? Mu Wanqing? Prince Coffee Shop? Pregnant female bishop? Hanazakari no Kimitachi e?" Fan Xian looked at the two confused women beside him and said loudly, "That is Horikita Maki, my favorite!"

After a burst of laughter, Fan Xian stood by the sea and felt refreshed.

His talent in martial arts is not as good as Haitang and Shisan, he cannot catch up with the Emperor in power skills, he is not as good as his father-in-law in cultivating disciples, he is too far away from Chen Pingping in conspiracy, even worse than Yan Bingyun. He is not as tolerant and willing to give up as his father, not as resolute as Ku He, not as clear as the little emperor what he wants, not as able to see all things as ants as Si Gu Jian...

There are too many excellent people in this world, and Fan Xian is nothing. The only thing he can rely on is his diligence. However, in this second life, he has been so successful and stands in the position he is in now, precisely because his mother had come to this world in advance, and he is the same, and he also possesses the worldly knowledge that people in this world do not have.

This is the source of his courage and the foundation of his confidence.

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Lang Tao stood on a large green tree by the sea, his toes stepping on the treetops, gently rising and falling with the sea breeze, the two curved knives beside him made a clanging sound. He squinted his eyes and quietly looked at the sea, not hearing clearly what the Emperor and Fan Xian were saying, but he did hear the last burst of unrestrained and even arrogant laughter from Fan Xian.

Those three people by the sea knew that there were not only Lang Tao, but also some powerful figures, such as people from Jianlu, secretly watching this conversation. However, they were not worried, they faced the sea, and there was no one on the sea.

Fan Xian held the hand of the Emperor of Bei Qi, and then grabbed the hand of Si Lili, and said calmly: "No matter which of you is pregnant, don't forget to tell me, the father."

As soon as these words came out, the face of the Emperor of Bei Qi sank, and she glanced at Si Lili. Si Lili's face was full of fear, but she was probably not very afraid in her heart. At this time, if you looked at it from behind, Si Lili was leaning beside the Emperor of Bei Qi, while Fan Xian was standing on the other side, and the figures of the three people were not small against the backdrop of the blue sea, but had a little bit of warmth.

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That night, a heavily guarded team without any markings left Dongyi City. Except for those upper-level figures, no one knew that the Emperor of Bei Qi and Consort Li were in this team.

The little emperor of Bei Qi came to Dongyi City with the determination to burn the boats, trying to find the last chance of victory for her country, but in the end she returned dejectedly, gaining nothing except those bland words from Fan Xian.

Of course, for a woman - even if this woman claims to like women - in this absurd and dangerous imperial career, being able to have such a night, such a beautiful beach, perhaps this will become an unforgettable story in her remaining life.

Having this is actually enough, isn't it? When the Emperor of Bei Qi looked back at Dongyi City in the twilight from the carriage window, was she thinking about the future of Bei Qi, or that man?

The Bei Qi delegation was still in Dongyi City, but they had all given up hope, because although Dongyi City treated them with courtesy, everyone could see clearly that the other party had begun negotiations with the people of Nan Qing.

The details of the negotiations were released from some channels. The conditions offered by Nan Qing were not harsh, and even for the merchants and people of Dongyi City, they were unexpectedly lenient. Except for those vassal states that were about to send hostages to Kyoto, which were shrouded in gloom, the reactions of the ordinary people were still normal.

Of course, they would be sad and disappointed, just like Yun Zhilan, but there was no too激烈的 resistance.

The negotiations were still in progress, and this matter involved too much. Even if they talked for a whole year, it was completely necessary. Therefore, the secret documents sent from the Kyoto Palace were not too urgent. Instead, Emperor Qing told Fan Xian not to worry, and there were many words of comfort in his words.

Fan Xian was not in a hurry. The beautiful city in the south back then had been talked about for several years, let alone the current situation. He just strolled in the streets of Dongyi City, meditated by the sea, occasionally drank tea with Wang Shisanlang, and repaired the relationship between each other. The performance of the whole person was not like a powerful minister of Nan Qing at all, but like an idle person in Dongyi City who had nothing to do.

Time passed quickly, and Fan Xian had been in Dongyi City for almost a month. He finally stepped into Jianlu again to see the Grandmaster who was injured by Shadow and could not get out of bed.

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ps: I was very annoyed to write this chapter today. It is too difficult to write about women, and each person's appearance and temperament must be different, and it is easy to lose sight of the other, which is too energy-consuming. I decided to have a maximum of four in the next book. As for the sea with different colors in yesterday's chapter name, it naturally refers to the human heart like the sea, with different depths, but all are quite complicated.

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